Common Sense of a Warrior

Cancun, and the sword hits each other.

The usual, training landscape.

I watched it from the top.

That day...... I haven't been in training since your brother informed me that your father crusaded the bandits.

It stays stuck in the room the whole time.

Neither your father nor your brother are face-to-face.

... I wonder how many days you've been doing this.

With a pocky hole in my heart, I just have a sense of loss.

The darkness of the night I saw it that day still covered my heart.

I want to stay here without doing anything... that's how I want to stay decayed.

Yes, as much as I think.

Lay your body in bed with a gorilla.

... could a day have been this long?

Morning is coming, night is coming. And the morning will come again.

Whatever happens, the world keeps carving time as if nothing had happened.

Whether I'm in a room like this or not... nothing, nothing changes.

I close my eyelids so that I don't see the view outside while I think about it with the rash.

He seemed to be asleep at some point as it was, and the sun was leaning a lot.

I wake up nosy and heavy.

And I stopped by the window.

... Apparently, the training is over.

Stay like this, alone, stay here. I wonder what I'll do.

... what do you want to do?

I put my hand on the window.

Quite frankly, I looked out at the view.

... the view I saw then, like again.

Oh, I thought so.

And when I thought so, I went out impulsively.

Exit the mansion and run towards the tower.

When we arrived at the desired location, we ran up the stairs.

"... Louis..."

Pompous, I called his name.

But I don't see him there.

Naturally, drop your shoulders.

What the hell did you want to do with him... even yourself, though I don't know.

I'll sit on the spot.

This is my fixed position in this place.

Gently, watch the sight under your eyes.

Unlike one day, city lights float in the dark.

They combined to create a fantastic landscape.

... beautiful.

I find myself in a different sight, but more than usual.

Two, the sound of touching the casserole and something got in my ear.

Touch it with your hands and you'll feel the paper pinching between the stones on the stone floor and the stones.

I pulled it out.

Does this mean it belongs here... to a military official?

But nobody's coming this far by climbing the long stairs, right?

... maybe.

That's what I thought, I spread it out.

'If you've lost your purpose, you can look again. That's all you have. Don't rush to life.'

It was just three lines of sentence.

If I hadn't seen it at this time, I wouldn't have known what you were talking about.

But now I know it hurts.

Potatoes and wet the letter with tears all over it.

... to me, revenge was everything.

I've thrown anything else away and seen just that.

Yet it was suddenly lost.

True, though it did come true... it was completely different from the form I had hoped for.

That's all I saw and said I was moving forward, but suddenly that destination was scratched from the side and lost.

The moment I realized that, I even felt my feet break.

Where the hell should I go from here?

What the hell do I want to do next?

I haven't seen anything else, so I don't know anything.

Feels like you've lost your signposts and been thrown out into the dark.

Vague, fear of the future.

And haste and vanity.

Louis understood the meaning of the word 'beyond' so painfully at first.

"... should I find it,"

Laughs as he leaks his words.

"But you are alive...! He's alive!

Your brother's words come back to life in me.

... Yes, I'm alive.

There is still a future. With your mother, no.

How thoughtless your mother was.

... to me, immeasurable.

I hated myself for causing my mother to die, and I was actually resenting those guys and hitting the world with anger that made me do so.

And pitied myself and my family for losing my mother.

But it must be your mother who felt the most regret and sadness.

Not me, not me.

Your mother took everything from you.

What I wanted to do, when I dreamed of it, when I spent time with my family.

Now I've come to the idea.

Because I didn't think so, because I had stopped myself.

So it is.

I must not be wasted. Throw it out, it won't.

... the future.

It is arrogant for those who possess to renounce it, knowing there are those who do not possess it.

And at the same time, you're insulting me.

Instead of being afraid without seeing ahead, we must be grateful that we have ahead.

If you don't see the purpose, look again.

Even if it doesn't have a purpose, it won't go away until what we've cultivated.

As soon as I thought of it, I felt a little lighter.

Although I haven't decided on anything yet.

However, you should take your time to decide.

So, you just have to move on.

"... Mother. I think I can really send you a mother."

I turned to the sky and squealed like that.