Chapter 125 – Nemesis (5)
Light comes
It’s a scene similar to the one when he was attacked by a warrior.
… Similar though.
It’s different from back then.
What’s the difference
It is ambiguous to say clearly.
So I thought about it for a while.
Why do I feel a sense of alienation?
Yes.
That’s it.
It was the difference in the feelings the other person had.
The hero only thought of me as an element to be defeated.
However, Arya sees me as a being who can destroy and overcome at the same time.
The gap that can be seen as trivial.
I felt a strange sense of repulsion in that gap.
At the same time, I also realized that there was nothing I could do.
At best, he was revived, so is he leaving here?
There is no difference.
It won’t change anything even if you break out.
That’s how I am as a human being.
A bland human looking for peripheral stimuli.
Warriors and saints.
He is a person who cannot stand in the same position as those who have inherited such a grandiose role.
Why did I still stand in front of you?
Do you want to be capricious?
I see
From baby to child.
From child to girl.
Growing from a girl to a woman.
Aria.
You.
The holy clothes were torn in several places, and even the role of covering the inner flesh was not functioning properly.
Her hair, which had been well-groomed, was also scattered with dust.
Overall, it was a miserable appearance, but even so, the eyes did not die.
Iris changed from black to red.
A condition for awakening that only a saintess can obtain.
Her red eyes shone brightly and intensely like the sun rising in the sky.
I would have despaired countless times.
I must have been incredibly discouraged.
I thought it was already broken.
When did you pick up hope again?
I was careful and careful not to let that happen.
It would have been nice if I had fallen into hell and stayed as my own little doll.
Did you get out of the water by gearco?
Don’t spill it, don’t miss it.
I gathered it tightly with both hands.
Where there was a gap, it was so far away.
You shout
At the same time, light penetrates the skin.
A feeling of being choked in the chest.
As if his heart was on fire, the scorching heat rushed in and made it difficult to even breathe.
I was stabbed too deeply.
No matter how much the blood of the shadow demons was inherited, wouldn’t it be difficult to revive it?
“Cheuk.”
Since only the upper body was left, the body moved as if it were slipping on the pierced sword of light.
All of a sudden, I ended up leaning on Arya’s upper body.
It’s a shameless end.
For some reason Arya didn’t push me away.
I wondered why, but it was because her body was shattering like dust.
She doesn’t want to lose her strength against someone who disappears anyway.
I was taken aback by her indifference.
With all my strength, I lifted her arm and touched her cheek.
You stared at me with expressionless eyes without saying anything.
However, I found a trembling in those eyes.
“Good job, you stabbed right in the heart.”
“Be persistent.”
Does it mean that my persistence is getting boring?
Or is it that the mudslinging has gone too far?
Laughed bitterly
What can I do to be a human being like that?
“Isn’t it nice that that tough string will break now?”
Her white cheeks turned red from the blood on my fingers.
The pure white hair and her crimson blood make a strange contrast.
Even if you dirty it, even if you dirty it, you are aloof.
Does not bend
So are you happy?
I.
“You overdo it, Arya. You will need to recuperate for a while.”
Arya didn’t say anything.
Utter disregard and coldness.
Her heart must have hurt, but it didn’t hurt as much as she thought.
Is it really because you think it’s over?
There were no regrets like last time.
I feel sorry for Gina, but it was enough for her to see Aria grow.
Even though I came back to life, my lingering feelings were still you, always you.
It was only you
“To be forgotten is a very bitter thing.”
Arya’s hostility is so clearly directed at me.
She sometimes imagines her losing to her, but when she actually shuts up, she’s not very pleasant.
Still.
It’s okay to have this ending.
I close my eyes.
And think of you
Perhaps you are the starting point of my story.
No one remembers you
* * *
I was born into a wealthy family as an only child.
There was nothing materially disappointing.
My parents were great personalities and always respected my wishes.
… Did I tell you before?
Since it is the last time, I believe that there will be a tolerance to listen to it one more time.
Anyway, I regretted the flat life with no obvious curves.
He thought that a life like a flowing river, a daily life without stimulation, was really boring and unsatisfying.
So, as if possessed by something, I only searched for stimulation.
Bullying or killing those smaller than themselves.
Looking at it now, it was nothing more than a trivial act of masturbation, but back then I liked it.
As usual on that day, it was one of those days when I acted in search of new stimuli.
The purpose of my plan at the time was to kill a child of my age.
Naturally, it was carefully investigated.
You can’t kill people the way you kill small animals.
It is a problem that cannot be put on the same line.
Unlike animals, humans have to consider many factors.
Even after making all the preparations, there is still room for the crime to be discovered.
Finding someone worth killing is harder than you think.
So I asked for prudence.
The conditions are also difficult.
First of all, I had to be physically weaker than myself, and I had to have no close relationship with anyone, including my parents.
Also, I thought it would be good if it was a guy who rebels or has strong resistance based on personal taste.
It was my first murder, so shouldn’t it be special?
After subdividing and searching for categories like that, it was not difficult to find the right target.
Should I say it’s fortunate, or should I say it’s unfortunate?
There was a child who lived up to all of that.
A girl who lives alone in a deserted forest.
The girl met my criteria.
Because he is an orphan, he has no family and no close friends.
To the villagers, it seems that they are being ostracized.
After confirming this, he immediately went into action.
She is ready to kill her.
I carried her strange anticipation in her heart and headed to her remote cabin where she lived.
If there’s one thing I’ve misjudged, is it that the night in the forest comes soon?
Stupidly wandered
Unlike now, he was an immature and inexperienced child, and the deep forest was dangerous, so he was controlled by his parents and never went in and out.
So, how well do you know the forest road?
The evil thing here is that while wandering on the road in the woods, she met a woman who was her target.
It was just a coincidence.
Turning to the sound of rustling bushes, isn’t there a girl you’ve chosen as your target?
Facing you, you narrowed your eyes and took a step back.
“What, do I have to live and live and receive death threats from such an asshole?”
Hearing her words, I couldn’t help but be in shock.
What you said meant that you understood at once what my intentions were in coming here.
It is nonsense that information is leaked.
It’s something I planned alone, and it’s something I established alone.
Even that girl and I are meeting for the first time.
I opened my mouth and stared blankly at the girl.
“How…”
“Okay,” She said before she could even utter her words.
“It’s written all over your face, you idiot.”
I caressed my face inadvertently.
It can’t be.
I was good at managing facial expressions.
Haven’t you ever heard of your black feelings from the villagers?
I couldn’t have made a mistake.
With that thought in mind, he stared at the dark-haired girl in front of him with disbelief.
“You shady bastard, just get the ax out of your backpack. I’ll break the cob.”
As she said, there was a hatchet in the backpack I carried on my back.
That only I know
“Why, is it strange that someone is on top of your head?”
“… It does.”
“It’s insidious because he’s handsome, but all the young masters from rich families seem to be suffering from mental illness like you?”
Despite the obvious criticism, I felt cheerful for some reason.
Responded calmly.
“I guess so.”
I put down the backpack I was carrying on my back.
It was to get out the hatchet.
Then the girl’s voice rose.
“Oh, look at me proudly trying to kill you. He’s really crazy, this one.”
Even so, he was watching this side, as if he had no intention of running away.
“Why don’t you run away?”
Shouldn’t it be common sense to run away?
“Why should I run away?”
“Are you thinking of dying?”
“Did you turn?”
“… Then for what reason?”
A girl strides forward.
She clenched her fist and hammered it down on my head like her hammer.
“Would I die to a kid like you, idiot.”
I saw a star.
She never thought that she would attack.
I grabbed my head and protested.
“Aren’t you too young?”
“I’m not a mentally immature child like you.”
It was the first time I heard that the mind was immature.
“Yes? Looks like there are only idiots around.”
I was so surprised that I wasn’t even surprised anymore.
That girl seems to be reading my thoughts.
Wait for a sec.
“Are you reading my thoughts?”
The girl raised an eyebrow and smiled.
“What then?”
Seeing that, the desire to kill this girl disappeared.
As if that feeling never existed in the first place.
For the first time in my life, I was glad that I had found my understanding.
This girl was Arya’s biological mother, Ea.
