Chapter 49

"Dear God, I don't know if you have been warned, but your name is in several quotes in this book. We, the crazy humans, write, and all the people you made in your image continue to believe that this garbage is real "he recited in a melancholic and soft tone, looking down, focused on the fingers that played the guitar. "Well, I know that nothing in the holy book is true, and so are you, dear God. So, I must say, I don't believe in you, God.”

Vraxlon watched the singer carefully. He heard the lyrics while the melody played by the guitar sounded aggressively, contrasting the softness in the man's voice. It was a song made of contradictions, an open letter addressed to God, even if man said several times in his verses that he did not believe that God could hear him.

"Nowaday the more blasphemy, the more they think they will gain easy fame," grumbled a woman as she passed by us, holding the bag firmly under her arm. "You're not going to get anywhere like that, young man.”

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