The Lalster family insisted not to join the Church of Dawn, because his great-grandmother insisted on believing in Atlans, and his grandmother and parents were also influenced by her, and dedicated their faith to an ordinary person they had never met.

In Lalster's childhood, the name Atlans always appeared in every corner around him.

He asked his family, why don't we join Church of Dawn?They will tell him, because we believe in Atlans.He asked his family, why have we lived in this house by the sea for so many years?They would tell him, because great-grandmother had promised Lord Atlans that she would find a beautiful place to live.

He asked again, why is the house next door to ours always vacant, but we are not allowed to live in it?

They told him again, because that room was reserved for Lord Atlantis.

Atlans, Atlans, Atlans...

If Lalster remembers correctly, Atlans should be of the same age as his great-grandmother Eureka. Now, Eureka is too old to walk, and Atlans has not appeared.Later, Eureka died, and Atlantis still did not appear.

But they still lived in the house by the sea, and they still lived in the empty house next door.

Larst didn't understand why they insisted on waiting for someone who couldn't wait?

It's just this question, he didn't ask it out.

Lalster is not a good boy, he is rebellious by nature, and his family believes in Atlans, so he just doesn't want to be with them.He was even a little tired of this name, he didn't understand why his family thought this person was so important, obviously he was just an ordinary stranger.

In such an environment, Lalst grew up day by day, and during that time, considerable changes took place in his family.

After the death of his great-grandmother Eureka, his grandmother Anna also died of illness. Later, his parents had an accident and both left.

The crowded small house where a large family lived was quickly deserted, and Lalst was left alone.No one mentioned Atlans' name around him anymore, and the house they left to Atlans was also sold by Lalst to live in.

Lalst was a teenager when his parents left.

He didn't go to school much, he didn't know anything, and even life became difficult for a while.Generally speaking, the Church of Dawn would be happy to accept a child like him whose parents were dead and helpless, but his face was too much like Eureka.

Back then, Eureka offended many members of the Church of Dawn because of Atlans. The Church of Dawn didn't like her, and even her family members who hated her, let alone spend resources to take care of Lalster.

The Church of Dawn accepts everyone, but does not accept believers from Atlans.

The money from selling the house was quickly exhausted, and Lalst's life became a problem.

His distaste for Atlans grew stronger, and he always felt that his misfortunes were all caused by this name.

But he has no choice, he can only work hard to live.Fortunately, although he has no money, he has a pretty face.

Someone recommended Lalst to work in the wine street. Lalst agreed, and he began to drink with others. He can drink well and has a sweet mouth. It is not difficult to make money from this to make a living.Later, he met more and more guests, and he also learned a lot of things that he didn't understand before. Apart from drinking, he was also happy to do other things with the guests.

Some people look down on Lalster's profession, they think it is dirty and degrading.Lalst also knows that this is not a glorious thing, but there is no way, he likes to do this kind of thing, he can feel joy from it, and he can make money from it, what can you have against it?

Lalst fell into the quagmire soberly, thinking that his life was probably like this, until he met someone.

That day, he was wearing thin clothes and smoking outside his shop.

He was not very old, and he looked like a slender boy.At that time, he had messy platinum short hair, leaned against the wall, lowered his head to press the lighter, and lit a cigarette for himself.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the ground under his feet. There had been artificial rainfall an hour ago, and the ground was still wet now, reflecting the chaotic neon lights in this wine street.

Lalst had no guests tonight, so he stood outside for a while, and after a while, someone stood in front of him.

Realizing this, Larst curled his lips and raised a perfectly skilled smile:

"Would you like a drink or two, sir?"

He raised his eyes, but the next second, he was slightly taken aback.

Standing in front of him was a man wearing a wide cloak with a black hood hanging down, covering most of his face. Lalst could only see his thin chin from this angle.

After hearing Lalst's words, the man raised his head slightly, and Lalst saw his eyes.

The four eyes met, and it was difficult for Larst to describe the feeling.

He seemed to see a lonely god.

"May I have your name?"

The man spoke with a low voice.

"Ralster."

"You remind me of someone."

"Really?" Lalst seemed to have a vague guess in his heart.

He bends his eyes:

"It's a real pleasure for me."

Finally, Larst took the guest back to his room.

But unlike those impatient men, Lalster's pretty face didn't seem to attract that man.

He was lying on the bed in his own room, wearing light and revealing clothes, lying stretched out on the bed, looking at the man through the dim light in the room.

But the man didn't even want to take off his hood, and he sat quietly on the chair in his room without looking at Lalster.

"They all entered my room, why are you pretending to be serious? My time is very expensive, are you sure you don't want to come and play with me soon?"

"Oh?" The man chuckled lightly:

"Yeah?"

He got up and went to sit by Lalster's bed.

He raised his hand to Larst.

Lalst was the best at teasing, he bent his eyes and put his chin in the man's hand.

The man gently held his chin and asked him to lift his face.

"You are indeed beautiful."

he commented.

But soon, he let go of Lalster, took a handkerchief from his arms, and wiped his fingers carefully.

"What? Do you think I'm dirty?"

"No, it's just a habit."

The man glanced at him:

"So this is your profession?"

"Um."

"Is there a story?"

"There is no story and no money. Everyone has to make a living. This is the way I live."

"Didn't you think of changing it?"

"It's easy to say, but I can't change it."

Hearing this, the man was silent for a moment.

Lalst looked at him with his face propped up, skipped the topic, and asked:

"You seem to be a new face, did you just come to the safety island?"

"Um."

"What are you here for?"

"Come to find someone." The man said lightly:

"But she seems to be gone."

"That's a pity." Lalst sighed.

"Yes." The man responded lightly.

The room fell into silence again, only the special incense in it stimulated people's nerves.

After a while, the man spoke again:

"Want to get out of here?"

He paused and added:

"Of course, if you like this kind of life, you can continue. However, if you want to live in a different way, I don't mind helping you."

Lalst didn't expect the man to mention this.

he asks:

"Why?"

"I told you." The man chuckled lightly:

"Probably because you remind me of the guy I was looking for."

In fact, Lalst doesn't really want to leave, he likes this kind of life, he likes to indulge in sex and lust.

But for some reason, he nodded and left the place with the man.

Before leaving, he asked:

"I don't know your name yet?"

"Ah." The man paused:

"Atlans."

The name that accompanied Lalster throughout his childhood really appeared in his ears, and it was a little unreal for a while.

He had felt countless times that he must hate this guy he had never met, because he felt that he had indirectly caused him to be in such a state.

But now, when this person really stood in front of him, there was a subtle emotion in his heart that he couldn't explain clearly.

He left the quagmire in which he had sunk for many years for Atlans.

He wants to see what kind of charm this god has, which can make Eureka give all her trust, and make her fight for him without hesitation for many years.

He left Wine Street with Atlans.

Atlantis bought a small house on Safety Island and lived with Lalster for a while.Atlans traveled every inch of the safety island, and Lalster was always by his side.

Sometimes, Lalst would notice that Atlans looked at him, and there was a sense of nostalgia in that look. He was looking at Lalst in a trance, but it was always very short, usually in Lalst's eyes.As soon as Sturt realized this, Atlans came back to his senses and looked away.

Later, Atlans turned around the safety island, but he couldn't find the person he was looking for.

He didn't miss this place at all, and he didn't miss Larst at all, he was leaving.

Before leaving, Atlans asked Lalster if there was anything he wanted.

At that time, Larst rolled his eyes and said half-jokingly:

"Want you?"

Atlans paused, but answered seriously:

"I can't give it."

"Oh." This answer was expected by Lalster, so he changed the answer:

"If my guess is correct, Lord Atlans should be the legendary First Son of the Church of Dawn, right?"

In this regard, Atlans did not shy away, he nodded:

"Um."

"That's right. I have encountered a little special situation. People in the Church of Dawn don't like me very much. If I say that I want to join the Church of Dawn, Lord Atlans, can you help me realize it?"

This was no problem for Atlans, who agreed.

His ability seems to be spiritual, because Lalster saw that he easily controlled the bishop of the Church of Dawn, changed his memory, and allowed Lalster to successfully join the Church of Dawn.

After doing this, Atlans is leaving.

He was still wearing the cloak he had come in, with the huge hood covering most of his face.

He didn't say goodbye to Lalst, but before leaving, Lalst stopped him:

"Lord Atlantis, where should I find you?"

Atlans paused.

He said:

"You can't find me. But if you ask me where I come from...they call it, the Garden of Eden."

Larst couldn't see his own heart clearly either.

The name Atlans runs through his life, and his life always encounters various changes because of the name Atlans.He had longed for that person, hated him, and loathed him.

He fell into the quagmire because of the belief that Eureka insisted on, and broke away from it because of the tenderness of Atlans. He seems to be an insignificant supporting role, and his life is dominated by other people's stories.

He thought about fighting, and thought about it countless times.

But later, just one night after the rain, he raised his eyes and took a look, and his belief and love seemed to no longer belong to him.