A Wish to Grab Happiness

Life is a bundle of experiences and memories.

Everyone builds a lifetime with a bundle of actual eyes and ears, feeling with the skin, tasting with the tongue, and smelling the scent of life.It is the experience and memory that make up the earth for rising on its own.

So, if there's a foreign object in your own past that you should believe in,Can a man stand up?

"It doesn't mean that we are allies who have forgiven each other."We just happen to be next to each other. That's right.

What Lughis said was a callous voice that I had never heard before.It was a little close to the impression I had when I met him, but Fearart hadn't seen his eyes turned hostile.I could easily get close enough to eat my throat whistle.

Fierce, sad, almost trembling. Memories I can't remember.

To that Rougis, Fiarat, not Fiarat, says.Don't. Don't tell me.Fearato's lips whispered in vain.

It doesn't matter, I don't care about you.

My feet are dazzled. I don't even know where I'm standing or what I'm doing.He must have eaten Arueno's sorcery in the Garleist's palace.I must have exercised my magic too.

But is it true?Perhaps he is now really turning his gaze to Lugis.What is true, what is false, what is wrong, and what is right?

I don't know anything.

”No, ahhhh, ahhh!?”

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Your soul is biting. Your consciousness is falling apart.

But it wasn't all about Fearato.Both Kalia and Eldis, even the gem Agatos.My soul is devoured by memories I can't remember.

A sight that I had not seen many times rolled in front of them.

The memory of slaying a loved one.Caria saw the insulting memory.

I remember killing them even in hostility.Eldis saw a sane memory.

I remember crushing my own jewels when I was still young.Agatos saw a memory that he didn't even think was beautiful.

I saw it. I saw it. I saw it.I've seen it. I already know.I understand now. These are the worlds that existed, the worlds that might have existed.

A world in which none of them bite. A world full of cruelty.A world that only shows tragedy. It is because of the women who are standing here now that their strange memories try to devour their souls.No matter how much I deny it, strange memories scratch my heart.

…………

Alueno no longer wondered when he saw the girls who were about to lose their will.

Rather, it was a matter of course.

Altia and Oufl repeatedly created countless tragedies and destinies in numerous worlds in order to determine each other's sexes.

There is only one tragedy that can be taken care of.But dozens, hundreds, thousands.There is no soul that can take in all the repeated tragedies and history of malice.

So Alueno -- he looked at her and tilted his head.

His face was pale and his fingertips were trembling.Yet she stood, as she sheltered others.For a moment, all malice caught her attention.

Wonder. Are you all right?

"... I'm in a terrible mood, Holy Mother."

At the end of Alueno's gaze, Brunder's pale brown eyes clouded.Point the needle at Arueno.I knew long ago that it would not work, but I had to do it to keep my sanity.

Ironically, it may have been because of its mediocrity that Blooder stood here.Compared to other heroes and demons, some of the tragedies inflicted on her are simple.

However, in the mercenary city of Belfain, my parents and sister are taken from me, and I die without reaching my dignity.All she was prepared for was such a tragedy.

"You don't know the other thing, do you?"I wonder if there's anything you need to do to make this happen.I mean, not really. You can live in either position.Is that what mediocrity is? "

Alueno's words were accompanied by Brunder's heart.A sweet expectation ran down my throat.I instinctively feel that Arueno is not as hostile to himself as the other heroes.If we pull back here, Alueno won't go after Bluder.He doesn't touch his teeth, he just tears up Kalia, Fiarat, Eldis, and the others.

Alueno is right, there is no chance of winning against her here.Then it would be wisest to back off quietly and follow the results.

After all, you can't control your own destiny.Wouldn't it be good to be happy, or unhappy, or to leave it to others?

Moments. Blooder understood on the spot why the people around him couldn't recover from their malice, and he got back on his feet so quickly.

--because I was giving up.

Embrace humiliation, compromise that hope will not be fulfilled, and swallow that it can't be helped.Because like them, they never stood up on their own.I gave up because I had no choice but to be unhappy or tragic.Until then, Luigi can take my hand.

Blooder shook his teeth.Tears fade from her pale face.Everything was blown away, even the strong words of all time.

"... oh, let's..."

Hey?

"-That's bullshit. That's bullshit!" I'm, I'm finally.I can finally stay with Ves.You don't know this shit!Eldis! The swordsman and the sorcerer!Are you kidding me! "

There are tears floating in her eyes.The breath is constant. I'm not dressed for it.Rather, it would be pitiful to have to shout at powerful enemies.

But still, she says, wielding a weak weapon.I took a step forward.

"What was the worst possibility?"I'm happy now!Until now everything has been unfortunate, but I'm standing here! "

I was unhappy yesterday. Today and tomorrow may be unfortunate.Maybe even the happiness you have at hand will disappear in time.

So Brunder decided to fight.I knew that just praying would not make me happy by just spending days.

Those who admit their defeat cannot be granted the right.There is no way that a voice without strength can be recognized.If you want the happiness you desire, you must fight knowing that you are reckless.

“Yes, I don't mind.”

Seeing Bluder regained his grip on the needle, Alueno said so. My fingertips move.

"Goodbye, friends of Roogis." After all, you can't save Luigi.In any world, no matter what. "

Malice, stupidity. A man-shaped malice advances to cut down the Blooder.The worst end came to her eyes.I saw the worst shape.

Malice in the shape of a human being is what you say.

"Goodbye, stupid mercenary."

Blooder's arm holding the needle suddenly stopped.Brown eyes stiffen without blinking.The figure of the man who appeared in front of her was that of her sister Vestaline.

The battle axe swings high.Aim for Blooder's neck.To kill her.

Vestaline had cold eyes, a contemptuous gaze, and a murderous intent.

I felt that the mockery of the humans who had sinned against themselves was visible to Blooder.There is no way she will win.

"Damn, ohhh...!"

A voice resembling the blunder's accent resounded.Large grains of tears fade away. As if the blade of the chopper had fallen, the battle axe was swung down on her head.