Mystery: Paradox Path

…time goes back to the year before the new year…

"time to eat!"

With a slightly urging shout, the children who were still playing in the yard immediately gathered.

This is an orphanage, but unlike those poor facilities that often become negative teaching materials in novels, anime, and games, there is no sale of children, no abuse of children, no deductions for donations, no bullying, and no use of child labor to work in other nasty problems inside.

This is a very formal orphan adoption place, and because there is a truly caring big man among its sponsors, he often comes to inspect it in person (non-face project), so there is no filth.

It's only recently that a less gregarious kid has come here.

His name is Amon.

Although the surname A is relatively rare in a flower-growing family, the orphanage will not change the child's name for this reason. The staff of the orphanage could not wait for every child to be called Ah X.

Amon's personality is more withdrawn than other children of the same age, and he likes to sit in a corner alone, but the staff of the orphanage don't care about his personality. In other words, most orphans have just been sent to the orphanage. At times, there are more or less psychological problems.

But no one of the staff would have imagined that this thin boy who looked only six or seven years old and had a faint birthmark on his right eye would be a former deceitful god.

…

Hearing the noisy voice of the fat woman, Amon wanted to ignore it, but considering that his current body was no different from an ordinary child, he finally lifted his legs and walked towards the restaurant.

The children, big and small, sat obediently on the small benches, around the low table that was just right for them, and ate the braised noodles, which had no pretentious appearance, but relatively balanced nutrition.

Amon watched a few women walk to one or two children who didn't eat much from time to time, picked up the spoon and started feeding it into his mouth. He couldn't help showing a look of disgust, and then a little annoyed.

"Damn, now this body can't even control its emotions!" Amon thought so in his heart, but he recalled the battle for the Origin Castle a few months ago.

"Courage and sacrifice..."

Amon repeated the explanation given to him by the man, and then looked at his tender little hands, waving the iron spoon, stuffing the food that tasted unexpectedly good into his mouth, while thinking about how to escape this cage.

Yes, the cage.

At least in Amon's heart, this is such a place.

As a punishment for failure, he was deprived of all extraordinary powers, imprisoned in such a weak nymph-like body, and thrown into such a world without extraordinary powers.

He seemed to think he could learn something about human nature here?

Amon didn't quite understand what his father was thinking, but he had confirmed one thing through the general education class at the orphanage—

Here, it should be the earth in ancient times, the civilization of the previous era, the current mystery, the night, the dark emperor, the paradox, and the place where his father originally lived.

He didn't know how to do this, and even at the beginning, he thought he was thrown into the current mysterious Secret Puppet kingdom.

But after these few days of life, he gradually realized that these people are all ordinary living people.

"Being with a group of little devils in a place like this, you can learn human nature by listening to them talk about ideology and morality, language and mathematics every day? What are you kidding?!"

Amon is very skeptical of his father's actions. If accepting the values ​​that make him a little disgusting is to learn human nature, then he feels that the best thing his father should do is to brainwash himself with the ability of a dreamer.

"Little Mengmeng, why don't you eat? You can't grow your body if you don't eat enough!" A voice that made goosebumps came from the fat aunt's mouth. The childish voice that a child should have said:

"Sorry, I was just thinking about the animation I watched last night... a little distracted!"

After that, he immediately lowered his head and stuffed the braised noodles in the bowl into his mouth, not giving the other party a chance to feed him while blowing—

That humiliation once was enough!

Seeing that Amon started to eat well, Aunt Fat nodded with satisfaction, and then walked towards the next child, which further strengthened Amon's determination to escape from here.

…

After lunch, the children were arranged to take a nap. Amon, who was completely unable to resist with his own small body, could only helplessly lie on the Chase bunk, listening to the whispers of the kid next to him, thinking about his own escape plan.

"This is an orphanage. Although the environment is very good, it should be similar to the orphanage over there, so if you want to leave, the most normal way is to be adopted, but I'm here. It's been several days, and no one has come to adopt the child, maybe the procedures here are different from there?"

Amon's little brain was running fast, but he discovered that he, who was known for his cunning, was actually not good at thinking like this. He had never thought from the perspective of a mortal.

In the past, let alone a group of mortals, even if he was suppressed by a true god, he could rely on extraordinary power to find loopholes, but now, he is just an ordinary child like an ant.

Today's self is really too weak, without strength, can't do anything!

However, it was precisely this thought that arose, and his originally suffocating thoughts suddenly changed, and a glimpse of clarity flashed in his eyes.

"Is that why you made me this way?"

Amon looked at the ceiling, as if looking at someone:

"Interesting, then let me challenge it!"

Thinking of this, Amon suddenly had a fighting spirit, because he changed his mentality and changed his view of his situation.

A few minutes ago, he only felt that all this was a form of humiliation, imprisonment and teasing, but now, he only felt that it was a game between him and his father.

…

In this way, Amon in the orphanage gradually put down his posture, began to actively communicate with other children, and began to participate in various activities, whether it was games such as radio gymnastics, skipping rope, or various general education classes every day. They didn't fall at all, as if they had completely integrated into this big family.

But just when the staff of the orphanage were delighted that this misfit child finally began to change, just on the last day of the New Year, when everyone was preparing for the New Year, Amon, disappeared. …