Hao An

The world was divided into two - God and people. People - ordinary people who worshiped the gods: offerings to temples, sacrifices, and so on.

Things were calmer with the gods. They were. Some of the celestials began to lack power, and they started a war among themselves.

They did not dare kill the Superiors - the gods who did not wield weapons; they were considered great, the Enlighteners, the light at the end of the tunnel. The rest were slaughtered.

Blood dripped into the springs of water and rain, which dripped onto the people. You, being excellent, loved to sit near the warm waters, but looking at the reddened water on the floor, you felt uneasy.

Once again, sitting there, you saw one of the gods - he was smoking a pipe. Without fear, you approached and asked:

• How come you aren’t afraid to fight?

You recognized him as Hao An, the one who actively participated in the battles.

Hao An - Celestial, god. His favorite colors were shades of blue and green; this could be seen from his haori, embroidered in these colors, as well as from his jewelry. His hair was dark, part of it was gathered into a messy bun, secured with a hairpin. His eyes were gray-yellow, and his skin was pale.

He answered without hesitation:

• For the sake of power, I am ready to drench humanity in blood. I think you, the excellent, cannot understand this.

He seemed to say it with a hint of contempt.

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