Chapter 213 – Chapter 213. Because I Am Also Half a Mother (1)
And, after parting with the two, return to the original room.
“… Alright then.”
Afterwards, standing alone, I decided to spend some time looking at the seeds in my hands.
A seed created by refining the remains of her witch, which Madoka took into her own body.
She said that if you consume this seed, you will be able to accept the power of the owner and read their memories.
None other than my only family. Mother’s memory.
“… Mom.”
Mother.
The family that raised me alone. The person I loved the most and the person I thought I would never see again.
Nearly 20 years have passed since then, but if you still want to recall it, you can clearly recall it.
The kind smile he gave me, the way he calmly faced the hunters while locking me in a closet to save me.
‘Dave, I love you.’
Starting from her last words, the figure of her who was horribly violated in front of me, and the ashes of her face at the end of her belated pursuit of her who was dragged away after that…
“Really, are you a mother?”
Yes, the memory of my mother should have ended there.
The reason why I can hold her traces in my hands at this moment is because the greed of the human race has scorned even her death.
An ossuary where the ashes of witches are collected.
Even in the information network of the Anti-Human Alliance, which has collected all kinds of information within humanity, I have never come across it. What the hell are they doing with the remains of someone else’s family?
“… Damn it.”
It’s not enough to just satisfy their own greed, they secretly hide the corpse and commit acts that will not be supported by the public.
“Those dog-like bastards… !!”
Back. The moment when power is gradually transferred to the hand holding the seed.
To the extent that veins stood on the back of that hand, I felt anger at what the powerful people of mankind had done.
The anger that had been subdued, thinking it was unavoidable, began to flare up again the moment they learned the truth of their malice.
-Pud deuk.
However, in the end, he succeeded in suppressing his vengeance by biting his teeth.
The gums that couldn’t overcome that power were torn and bleeding, but even that pain should be accepted sweetly if it’s necessary to find the current cool.
“… Calm down.”
He took a deep breath, put his hand on the wall, lowered his head, and pressed his chest.
“Calm down, Dave. Now, the important thing is not my revenge…”
My mother’s.
Furthermore, those who made beings like mothers like this would not be happy even if they killed a thousand times, but now there was something to be done first.
Celica. The woman I fell in love with, the hero destined to save the world.
There is a tragedy that even she cannot endure. It is a state of waiting for the future that I may be the main axis.
Accepting this seed is not for personal revenge, but to determine whether the future is true or false, to obtain such a basis.
At least for now, we have to accept it that way.
The memory of my mother that I can come into contact with by consuming this seed…
By knowing the secret of my birth that will exist in it, I have to erase anxiety about the future, or if the truth is revealed, I have to find a way to deal with it.
“It’s enough to get revenge after you’ve dealt with it.”
Am I not the only one to protect anymore?
Dreaming of vengeance against them is something I should consider after protecting everyone I love and love.
It was only when I went beyond reflecting on that resolution and carved it deeply into my heart that I finally regained my composure and was able to look down at the seed in my hand again.
“… Whoa.”
Take a deep sigh
Preparing to quietly pour the seed in my hand into my mouth.
“Good.”
I don’t know what awaits in front of me, but for now let’s accept whatever happens.
I poured the seeds into my mouth while reflecting on such a simple resolution, and I took the time to reflect on the sensations inside, leaving them over my throat without hesitation.
The moment you felt the seed landed in your esophagus.
Along with the sense that it is being digested, the inside of the body gradually becomes hot… No. I don’t feel anything like that.
In any case, the heat from the past still remains.
“… Nothing happens?”
Yes, after that, even after time passed, the body did not feel any other change.
I wondered if there was something wrong, so I thought back on what had happened, but at least that kind of awareness didn’t exist as far as I knew.
Then what’s the problem? If you go back and ask Margaret right now… No, since Margaret is in the middle of a conversation with Ymir right now, that would be impossible.
As long as we haven’t met for a long time, there must be a lot of accumulated stories. I didn’t want to interrupt the two of them now.
“Does digestion take time?”
I’m just trying to convince myself somehow in the common sense I know.
I tried to take it lightly, but… No wait
Come to think of it, this seed was made from her mother’s ashes, right?
If so, I committed the immorality of pouring her mother’s traces into her mouth…
“… No.”
A sense of self-torture that creeps in without even realizing it.
Of course, strictly speaking, it’s hard to believe that she ate her ashes because she was close to refining what had permeated Margaret’s body, but once she realized it, she couldn’t easily erase that thought from her head.
Damn, wasn’t Margaret thinking this when she gave it to you?
Maybe it’s because witches’ ethics are different from those of ordinary humans… Shit, it’s the same as inheriting witch’s blood, but why do I feel that this part bothers me again.
“… Let’s go to sleep.”
It is unreasonable to expect the effect to appear immediately after taking anything.
For now, it was late and I was tired, so I decided to wait for a response.
“Okay, let’s go to sleep and think about it.”
Maybe because there are a lot of kangies, I talk to myself more, but once I calm down, this will be okay.
So I closed my eyes with my hands on my chest and prepared to sink my consciousness below the surface.
And…
***
“Haha.”
A groaning sound gradually echoed in the darkness.
The woman’s childish voice was also very familiar to me.
That would be the case, because it was a nightmare that I had every night when I went to sleep.
“Sssss, hess~♥ Haa~♥”
Yeah this was a nightmare
The sight of my mother being gang-raped in front of me was something I had to accept.
A sight that I have seen countless times over the past 20 years since that day. Even the fragments of those terrible and cruel memories are now accepted indifferently.
“Ha, uh… ♥”
No matter how much she gasps in front of me, spreads her crotch and shakes her waist in front of men as if in heat.
This is just my memory It’s not that different from usual, just watching and waking up is enough.
“I see, this is what Dave has always seen…”
But today, the dream felt different from usual.
That something has changed
It didn’t take long for me to realize it was a dream I always had.
“… You.”
The moment the eyes naturally move to the place where the sound came from.
There was a woman who looked exactly like the mother being gang-raped by the hunters in front of her.
“Long time no see. Dave. How have you been?”
“… Mom?”
Yes, she was definitely my mother.
Miriam. The existence that I thought I would never see again. It’s completely different from what I saw while looking back on my memories.
The vitality that I can feel from the eyes staring at me. The kind smile drawn on his lips also looked the same as before, but it felt more lively.
As if I had a real, living mother in front of me, unlike mere piecing together of pictures.
“Uh, Mom.”
I remembered it belatedly.
Before I went to sleep, I accepted the seed that was created by borrowing her mother’s body into my body.
If you have accepted your mother’s ghost in the process of permeating your body, you may find an opportunity to face your mother in person, even in a dream like this.
“Really…”
Thinking of something like that.
When I feel the anticipation that the moment I thought I would never find again was unfolding in front of me.
“Really, are you a mother?”
Unable to bear her rising heart, she asked with all her might, and she quietly reached out to her own clothes and insinuated.
“… Well, how are you?”
An answer that cannot be said with certainty.
Amidst her doubts about him, she soon began to peel off her own body, layer by layer.
“Uh, what… !”
“Whoops, my son. Why all of a sudden In the past, we often saw each other while washing together.”
A seductive body covered in black skin.
Her voluptuous breasts leaning against her arms are lifted by force, and her smile toward me begins to take on a bewitching color.
“Could it be that my son was excited about his mother’s naked body?”
In such a state, my mother is gradually closing the distance with me…
No, something in the form of a mother.
“Now, wait…”
“That’s right, my son is as old as I was at that time… Anyway, my Dave must be a man who can’t help it either.”
I couldn’t help but feel my vigilance rising at her confident act of narrowing the distance.
Because I belatedly remembered that there was an enemy like this one day.
Yes, obviously when he was swung by that calvary.
“You, you.”
Recalling the trap of that time, I took a backward step.
The moment I screamed out of my mouth.
“You are not a mother. Mom already… !!”
“Yeah, just like you said.”
However, the other person, unlike that time, was accepting my infidelity.
The moment when coolness gradually came to the heart that was about to be excited.
“I am not your mother.”
Then, laughing bitterly, she stopped and began to put her hands on her own face.
The moment when the object of temptation denied itself, which would never have been the case with a dreamer who was supposed to seduce the target.
“If I had to argue, it’s just a specter created with your mother’s memory as a catalyst.”
“… Shade?”
“It’s not you, but to what extent would you say you imitate your reaction?”
Having explained her own existence in this way, she began to gently put her arms under her chest with her fishy smile.
“And the fact that I, who is just a lump of memories, was able to appear like this with an ego can be attributed to responding to your desires.”
“Yeah, desire… ?”
“Did you forget? The power of demons is that they grow stronger in proportion to their desires.”
I know that.
Desire is the foundation of the demon tribe, and witches are also beings who drive wedges into their desires and make contracts, dying from their desires and living by their desires.
But to think that she appeared as the power was engraved into my body…
It’s as if the way she looks now is the result of my desire, doesn’t it?
“Stop talking nonsense…”
“Oh, are you denying it? Are you still dreaming like that?”
My mother smiled as she dismissed my infidelity…
No, that’s not my mother.
Didn’t you say that yourself? She’s not a mother, she’s just an alter ego that inherited those memories.
“Oh, don’t come…”
Yes, so you should get away from that quickly.
My greatest desire is to pursue pleasure by becoming a party to the memories I most want to forget.
“Don’t worry Dave. Because I am already ready to accept you.”
However, the body that should be away is just standing there frozen.
Shortly after narrowing the distance with me, she put her face over my shoulder and started whispering into her ear.
“Even though it’s not you, I inherited your mother’s memories. Your reaction to your words and actions could be said to be the same as your mother’s.”
“Don’t talk nonsense. Mom, can’t you act like this… !!”
“Hehe, do you really think so?”
Eventually, something in the shape of her mother pressed her body.
As her body trembled the moment her skin touched her, she hugged my body with her own arms and whispered.
“Well, I don’t really care if you deny it like that. Because I am a being derived from your desire. I only think of bringing revival to your expectations at any time…”
As she gradually moved her hand from my back to the back of her head, she gave me her strength as she did, making her naturally lower my head.
“… Let me ask you one thing.”
Before long, each other’s faces were completely narrowed.
Soon after, she met my eyes and whispered, making the smile on her lips darken.
“Dave. Do you really look at your mother’s body and not think about it?”
-Kudangtang!
Eventually, the body landed on the floor.
That direction was the direction she was standing, not me.
Like me, with my hands.
As if by her will I tried to knock her over in this place of hers.
