1000 nin no Homunkurusu no Shoujo tachi ni Kakomarete Isekai Kenkoku

The girl said her name was Abneil.

I don't even know when I was born or how alone I am anymore.

The basic knowledge was often imprinted in the manufacturing process in Homunculus, but the first experience is the sight of humans being driven away by sticks or something when they were fishing for garbage.

I resisted them then.

But the humans attacked in many times as many people as they did in retaliation.

When I managed to escape from town, I fell through various places.

But you get persecution wherever you go.

Only when did she start living in unpopular woods.

Life in the woods was quiet.

But still, from time to time, there are people who get lost in the woods on foggy days.

Usually she distracted her hunger with the blood and fruit juice of the beast, but it was not a satisfying thing to go.

Always hungry, she couldn't resist temptation, often attacking people with an impulse to seek blood.

Of course I didn't kill him. Instead, I was polite enough to carry him to the front door of the forest.

But the man who returned to the village was a bloody demon who lived in the back of the woods about Abner. i.e. vampires (vampires), he said.

That's how the crusaders will be formed again, and she will be pursued for her residence.

Escape made it extremely difficult.

Rumors chase her everywhere she goes, and the fearful spirits are immediately unleashed.

Abunir's mind and body were broken and worn out.

Eventually, she began to suffer severe high fever from the wound.

On the other hand, about ten years after her birth were about to pass.

Yes, he was experiencing life expectancy as a homunculus.

Diseases and life expectancy.

My hands and feet were not free at all, and if I tried to move them, the pain ran.

She understands her period of death with the feeling that her body will be split apart.

(This... makes it easier)

The girl was rather at peace.

Severe pain runs throughout the body and high fever persists for days. Eventually he lost even the power to open his eyes, and his consciousness faded.

(You won't open these eyes again...)

So convinced, he let go of consciousness.

But...

"Why am I alive like this... Homunculus has a life expectancy of about ten years..."

Abneil wasn't counting his exact age either. But still, fifty years is surely alive.

It was also thirty years ago that we entered the Ragganite Castle Fortress.

It used to be less secure and I had a chance to get into it myself.

I snuck in behind the ceiling of the pantry by then and have lived there ever since.

The feeling of boredom does not boil. Waiting for time to pass wasn't painful for her. Maybe it's because it's a doll.

But I'm looking for something. I didn't know what that was.

Sometimes I wanted human blood. But strangely enough not to forget me as I used to.

Sufficiently tolerable. To date, I have filled my stomach with dullness so that I can't sprinkle the fruit from the food storage.

"At all, I thought you lived quietly... I tried to escape to a sudden commotion, because I hadn't seen blood in front of me in a long time, and I followed... Oh, I haven't had to look for a bunk in decades."

girl grumbled like she was infidel (fluffed), at that time,

"That was bad. But soon this will be our castle. So it's okay for you to stay elsewhere. Vampires."

Suddenly, Abunir hastily distanced himself from the voice he heard from behind.

There's a girl there with brown skin when she turns around.

"You, the color of those eyes..."

Those are golden eyes. Abunir immediately understands that he is the same homunculus as himself.

"Looks like you surprised me. My name is Nahat. What's your name?

But she doesn't try to open her mouth vigilantly.

"Yeah, not really. Uh, I don't know, I'd like you to come with me. I'm really interested in the phrase" for the first time in decades ”I was just saying. If it's any better, why don't you take that long hair off and show me the color of your eyes?

Nahat approached the girl to make sure her opponent was Homunculus.

But for Abneil, who has had no choice but to flee in his previous life, whoever he approaches inadvertently is nothing but a threat.

Not once or twice has my brother Homunculus betrayed me.

And the eyes of Nahath were of the mighty hunters of prey.

Same eyes as the spirits who once hunted themselves down...

"To me..."

"What?"

"Stay away from me!!

"Wow!?

The moment Abneil screamed, the blushing hair increased all at once.

And when it hardened as sharply as a knife, it struck Nahat.

"No way, gift!? It wasn't even made by Master Sayram!!

When Nahat fisted off the attack, it smashed and scattered along with the sound of balin, as it did when he hit glass with a circle.

Destroyed. It just goes back to hair again and dances the universe.

"A gift? About what. This is the power that has been with me since the day I transcended death!!

She shouts hundreds of hairs like arrows as she screams.

That attack skewered Nahat's limbs and pasted them on the wall!