A Wish to Grab Happiness

Surprisingly, I didn't remember anything called fear in the sense of falling. I even thought I'd be comfortable with the wind hitting my cheek hard. Two, one hunch goes past my head.

- If you fall off your back like this, don't be sure to die first, this is it.

But there may be things that can be done by a person who is thrown into the universe and falls. All I can do is turn around a little bit or wiggle my arms around.

So, what do we do? How can I not die? How can I survive? My chest was amazingly overflowing with raw obsession. From now on, it's very incredible.

The cause, I understood. I knew exactly what was freshly twitching this chest.

My body is still hot as if something had been poured in, and my fingertips are trembling. The back of the chest is distorted and twisted into an unseen emotion.

Or can you stay dead in this place? I haven't gotten anything yet. It is still a little later to taste the supreme pleasure of falling asleep quietly.

To my samurai, wave my legs. Get it, stretch your toes, screaming in your chest that it's supposed to arrive.

- I felt like my ankle was ripped off. The leg bone is broken with a clear feeling and is pointing ahead in a direction that is not supposed to bend.

I didn't understand it for a moment, but I see that if I imitated kicking up the wall while it was falling, I wouldn't even have bones in the boulder. Whatever it is, it seems that this is no longer an exaggeration, but a half-dead man. While I'm at it, I want to cover my eyes when it's terrible on boulders.

But if you are half dead, half alive. As long as you're alive, I'll scratch your feet and show you.

He was struck by a knock on his leg on the wall, causing his body to snap. The impact is already imminent. Turn around. Turn around and wave your hands up. The fingertips were hanging on the pattern of the treasure sword as they were being thrust down.

Purple electricity runs and sticks it straight to the falling point, to the chunk of meat. At that moment, the shock, came.

- Gi, gi, gi, gi.

The sound of a meat beast, like a scream, rings. At the same time, there was a feeling as if the back of the ear had burst. Impact enough to think that the arm that poked the treasure sword would break from the tip.

Mostly, I can't open my eyes. Bones all over your body lift up. Anyway, falling from a place that's tall enough doesn't make any difference. I'm just saying I spared instant death.

I heard a crack in my spine. The taste of blood runs over my tongue. All over the body no longer complains of screaming.

But it's strange. He said it seemed so unbroken. This body is oddly, full of vitality. That's what fills your body with heat so that you can be poured into something.

I see. Is this the magic of Fialert? Is it because you feel strangely expensive and hot from earlier? I see. Some impotence. While this magic continues to pass, it is the devil who becomes his own blood and makes up his flesh.

Plus, what, everything is scheduled to be harmonious. Just as I thought. There was only one way to get closer to this beast than to me. Naturally, I just made it.

Oh, not at all. I almost forgot my purpose because of the unnecessary intrusion. Now, just stop this beast's breath root, diligently, with all your might.

At the tip of my finger, which is even suspicious if my nerves are going through anymore, I cage my powers. Fortunately, it seems the power is being passed on somehow. Keep your hands on the treasure sword, deep into the meat mass, piercing it. Come on, enough standing up.

The magic that seems to be the immense of the fialert is now in this body through the pledge. And now this body stuck to the beast, and devoured the sword.

If so, there is only one thing to be made of anymore.

"Fierlato!"

I call that name, clouding my throat with blood. No, maybe I no longer needed that either.

In a moment, the immense amount of heat, energy that was pouring into me becomes a thin green membrane, and it flows straight through the treasure sword and into the beast itself. That's what turbulence looks like.

Moments, sounds no longer sound, sounded.

The back of my ear was going to be crushed by that volume. It is indisputable, the screaming of the beast, it is close to the severed demon. The sound descends on this body, no longer a wave of heavy pressure. There's no way I can block my ears. If you do that, this body will be shaken off the back of the beast, and you will only be miserably breathless.

Then if it's enough to have a crappy ending, you'd better have your ears crushed or something. That's just how good it is for this guy.

The beast's body moves, shaking off this body that keeps pouring magic, bouncing. Each time blood is spit out of your whole body and your consciousness is skipped many times. The face of the Reaper seemed easily reflected in his eyes. Only the calories of magic flowing through my body connect my consciousness.

Are you dying? Are you dying? Is it something you give up? His eyes, almost blinded, opened. Deep in my ear, that voice left me with a grinning voice. Just be aware of that voice, your guts are hot and burning.

- How dare you, well, in Arueno's appearance, it's what you proclaimed. By the way, against me.

What was that? I still don't know what was going on in the end. When I suck, I even feel like I've been dreaming about it. Anyway, Arueno is now giving himself up to the cathedral. I don't think it's that easy, coming out of there. Therefore, if it is possible, it would be reasonable to assume that there was someone who cheated on it rather than Arueno himself.

Therefore, there is only one thing that is certain. Yeah, just one thing. That woman, someone who deceived Arueno, is undoubtedly my enemy. Excellent. Whatever, it's pretty good.

I have a purpose to reach out to, and that's how I have enemies to defeat. Oh, what a fulfillment. I don't have anything to say if all goes well with this. Yes, that's what makes the thread of destiny so light that it fits into this hand.

Of course, that can't be happening.

Have you ever been able to do even one of the things I've walked on? The road up to this point is covered in tsubaki and you can hardly move, and that will surely remain the same. No, maybe even sink further down than this. But whether it's sinking to the bottom of the earth,

- Be sure to reach for your purpose and your neck. Pour the sludge down your throat, for example.

Oh, I suppose so. So we can't do everything we can in this place.

That's how you magic the meat chunks of the beast, and go on. At the same time that its very existence became exactly a piece of meat, consciousness, let go.