�Belief, body, philosophy, movement.�

Vanisa�s body, more damaged than before, stood up like a zombie.

�You think you can do something with it?�You are welcome, Yahweh.�It is an illusion.�

Breaking one of the jarring ribs, he grabbed his scythe and charged again.

�There is no way out of God�s prison.�

Cayden couldn�t sleep.

�Maya.�

He was assigned a room next to Maya, who guarded the Delta Headquarters and the Tormia District�s artist quarters.

�Is he sleeping?�

Even if you stare beyond the wall, nothing can be seen, and only the imagination unfolds.

�Let�s not be fooled.�It�s meant to protect Maya.�I don�t want anything.�

Then I felt a strange sensation in my lower body.

�huh?��When he looked up and checked, his pants were off and his right hand was moving.

�Aaaaaa!�what�s this!�shit!�

Hand of God Syndrome.

It seems to respond to desire, but I couldn�t get a sense of what standard it was moving.

�You stupid right hand!�Stop!�I am not a monkey!�

Just as the left and right hands struggled to the death, Maya burst open the door.

�Kaden!�what�s the matter!�

�Ugh!�Aaaaaaa!�

Cayden was grateful that his body had superhuman reflexes.

Maya blushed and waved her hand as she hurriedly pulled up the blanket.

�Mi, I�m sorry.�I didn�t see anything.�Really.�

�damn!�damn!�

Cayden�s head was buried in the blanket in frustration.

�It�s wrong.�I will never be able to protect Maya.,

As if denying his thoughts, the right hand pulled out the index finger and slowly moved it left and right.

Seeing Kayden behaving strangely, Maya put on a dazed expression.

Cayden, who raised his head slightly, witnessed the self-indulgence of his right hand again and hurriedly pulled his arm.

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