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Warrior Needle Holy Gate (Micado).

He was born into a mediocre house that has never changed anything in particular.

The family structure is father, mother and sister.

Although the warrior needle fits in a type of human being called 'genius' that most things can be done without effort, it does not particularly distort his character, and he has grown up as a good person.

The first reason he was so distorted was that when he was in middle school, my father had a severe illness. My father was hospitalized and had multiple surgeries.

My mother, whose husband's illness had destabilized her mind, wanted to get into something, and began to get her hands on something called religion.

He attended monstrous meetings every day and paid high bills for water and bills that the illness would heal. The warrior needle and my sister have also been taken to many meetings by my mother.

Was that what caused it, for a time, my father's medical condition getting better? The doctor also seemed surprised at my father's recovery. My mother was making noise that it was a "miracle of God".

But the year the warrior needle went up to high school, my father died a short while ago.

My mother indulged more into religion when she "didn't pray enough".

The warrior needle told my mother over and over again, "It's pointless to do that" and "There's no god or anything like that". But my mother didn't lend an ear to it.

The more painful it was to eat, the more money it poured into religion, and my mother almost stopped coming home. By then, the warrior needle had given up on my mother. I thought I should take it personally already. My sister was desperately trying to convince my mother, but the warrior needle knew it was pointless.

One day, my sister suddenly didn't come out of the room. We're gonna be late for school, and the warrior needle went into my sister's room.

There was a figure of my sister hooking a hippo to the ceiling and hanging herself.

The warrior needle will probably never be able to forget the figure of his sister, who is hanging and shaking.

My sister had a suicide note on her desk.

It said there that the man my mother had brought me to say 'purify' and that she had been offended. The warrior needle said to ask for my mother.

My mother just threw up the words "not enough purification" when she said she created a cause for my sister to kill herself.

And it was when the warrior needle became a senior in high school.

The top religious groups my mother was haunted by were caught by the police on charges of fraud. As a result, religious groups will be dissolved. My mother killed herself when she lost something. Just like my sister, hang yourself.

The Warrior Needle Holy Gate would say "No" if asked if there was a God.

Because if there is a God, there is no way to end this without salvation.

With assistance from relatives, the warrior needle was able to attend college.

At this time, the warrior needle, the Holy Gate, was completely distorted.

"There is no God. There is no God. There is no such thing as God. It's just a being created by some people to take power, to devour their own personal greed.

"There is no God, and there is no salvation.

"Crap, crap, crap.

"Why, my sister, my mother had to die. Why, I had to be alone

"This is crazy. Weird. Weird. Weird.

"This wouldn't have happened if God really existed. If you had an absolute God, this wouldn't have happened.

"If God had reached out to me, no one would have had to die

"Nobody had to be unhappy.

"If God had me.

"Then. If God doesn't have an absolute God

"If only I could be God"

Then a dozen years later.

The warrior needle created his own world.

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The white coat, which was wrapped in a warrior needle, was turning into white armor the next moment, wondering if it had emitted for a moment. It's that armor I used to wear when I fought.

As if I had signaled it, the countdown to the start of the duel was zero.

The moment the duel began, he bounced forward in Steps and stuffed it with a warrior needle in an instant. Twist your body wide to the left and shake the machete gripped with both hands. A thick blade shining in silver prevented the machete from attacking and sparks scattered.

!

Keep the blade crossed and push it up, blowing the warrior needle backwards. You didn't think you'd lose with force, the warrior needle slightly changed his expression.

Stuff your hair in between, slap the machete from the right diagonal. Again inhibited by the Great Sword, he used the impact of hitting the blade to put the Great Katana back over his head once, twisted his wrist and waved the Great Katana again from the left diagonal.

A warrior needle strips his eyes and tries to defend him, but it's slow. A machete clashed against his shoulder wrapped in the armor of a warrior needle. A heavy metal noise sounds and the HP bar on the warrior needle decreases gleefully.

Striking into the raging momentum toward Grali and the melting warrior needle. From all directions, swing the machete at full speed. Dead Lew, Lynn, and his buddy's face crossed his head. Hatred like a magma erupts and explodes. A warrior needle tries to prevent it with a big sword on the way, but the attack hits at a rate beyond that.

"Rahhhhhh!!!!"

The HP of the warrior needle shreds gallantly. The warrior needle is just to be hit from the way in. No matter how much you slap a machete in, the hatred that springs up in your chest doesn't diminish at all.

When I no longer knew how much of a machete I had wielded, the response suddenly changed coming from the blade. At the same time, I could hear the sound of the glass breaking from in front of me.

"Chip."

Stop waving the blade and jump forward with "Steps". Breaking through the remnants of the warrior needle, he took a distance from the warrior needle that appeared from behind him.

I guess I used The Aftermath. But I am familiar with the skill because I used it. If you refer to the response of some of the people you've fought for, you know how to react when they've used it.

The warrior needle has cuts all over his body, exhaling rough breaths. HP is under 60% now.

"... I heard the story, but I didn't know it was faster than him"

"We've come this far with our lives at stake. I'm not gonna deal with you guys who've been spending time in a safe place."

The warrior needle in my words erased the look on his face.

"In this world I am God! So you guys are big and you just have to move the way I think!"

A clear, angry emotion, unlike the unpretentious grin I've been floating around. I feel something unusual in my vain eyes.

"I'm not a god! He's just a scumbag!"

I yelled back at my unselfish remarks.

"How many people do you think have been tormented by you people! God? Don't be ridiculous! Don't think that self-centered logic makes sense!!"

"Self-centered? ha. hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!"

The warrior needle laughs like crazy, seemingly crazy.

"This world revolves around me 'center'. Self-centered? Of course not!"

Shouting so, the warrior needle lifted the great sword. Red light gathers at the tip. Seeing that skill I recognize, I rush to run around trying to dodge it.

Red flashes of blood fired from the tip of the sword, passing where I was until earlier, hitting the wall and fogging.

"I am God ah!!"

I used the flash to blind my eyes, and when I realized it, the warrior needle was looming right in front of me. A silver blade wrapped around the light of skill is swung down from overhead. Defend with a machete, but it does not kill the impact and takes heavy damage. Exhausted, out of balance and ready. HP was taken nearly forty percent. The warrior needle is about to fall. He grabbed my chest and pulled it back, knocking his knee kick into his belly.

"He died and returned authority."

Slap your fists in with your open hands as you approach your face. It conveyed the feeling of beating the bone. The opponent's HP was not greatly reduced, but he was still able to create gaps. Put a kick in the belly wrapped in armor. It's more of a kick in the pushing procedure than a knock in. I slammed Overlay Thrash all the way down here on the warrior needle that backed me down.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, warrior needle!"

A blade wrapped in black and silver light is knocked in with momentum beyond the earlier rush. At a rate at which my hands are about to blow, black silver, as if it represented my hatred, is slapped by a warrior needle.

Did the warrior needle also use some kind of defensive skill, wrapping the light of skill around his body? Defending with the Great Sword goes hand in hand, and the amount of HP that decreases is small.

But that's not what I found out.

The hateful blade draws the black silver light to its tail, while it reaches the warrior needle. Uninterrupted, heavy metal noises and sparks scatter. There is black and silver light scattered around them as if they were blinding.

Whenever the tip of a sword is tapped by a warrior needle, its HP decreases visibly. Soon I have been screaming and the warrior needle is leaking a groan with a painful look on its face.

The last twelfth shot hits the left chest wrapped in white armor as it slips through the Great Sword's defense. An awesome noise sounds as if it exploded, blowing backwards at a rate as if the warrior needle had been hit by a car and crashing into the wall.

My breath hurts because I forgot to breathe. He exhaled a rough breath, inhaled it again and again, and managed to get out of close proximity to suffocation.

When I calmed my breath and looked at the warrior needle, I was standing up with the wall in my support. HP is stained bright red. If we can put in another strike, we'll be able to kill him.

End it.

Killing a warrior needle, trying to take the last blow, something wrapped around my body from behind. At the same time, the body becomes stiff and unable to move one finger.

"Ha... Looks like you made it. Asakura-kun"

A warrior needle looked behind my back and distorted my lips. I can't turn around, but I guess there's a ponytail woman I just saw behind me.

Got hit.

But authority must be sealed.

"Ha ha. I have that grudge. Don't look at me. Did you think I was going to do a grand duel? If I could fight from the front and win, I would, but unfortunately, I don't think I can beat you. I managed to buy some time and have Asakura restore my authority. She's good, isn't she? If you take the time, you can unlock a certain amount of it."

Now, and the warrior needle cut the words, he grinned convinced of the victory.

"Pay for death."

Lift the Great Sword. Red light gathers at the tip of the sword.

The tip of the sword can be pointed at me.

Damn.