Desire

“What? Why just the kid? ”

The ones that came through the open door were the open doors. Of course, their appearance was unbelievably clean. Festive street vendors. I haven't mastered the art of skilllessness, but the nuns who came out to watch for snow. That was the impression.

Camila crouches in the middle of the room, looking at the open gates coming in with her dull, sunken eyes. She doesn't scream, doesn't ask questions. Instead,

Camila understands the situation quietly. I've been kidnapped. The assassins who committed the abduction were hidden, but they must be the ones who commissioned the abduction. What happens next?

‘You're hurting my father. ’

That's for sure. Even if they don't want to do anything to Camila right now, they're going to do it to both of them in some way, as long as Camila's in their hands. Understanding the situation is over. So what's next?

“Stop him!"

One of them shouted, noticing Camila's strange attitude. When he rushes in, Camila opens her teeth and pushes her tongue over the bottom. As you try to cut off your tongue, the sudden rush of openness grips Camila's jaw.

“You crazy...! ”

I never imagined it would come to this. A little boy, less than fifteen, tried to kill himself by biting his tongue without hesitation. He looks down at Camila with a bored face.

“That father must be his daughter... Tough.” “Education must have been good. Did he teach you to kill yourself in this case?” “A bloodthirsty monster would do that. ”

That's how the open road talks to me. Even though she was stopped, Camila only stared at the opening of her chin with her cold eyes. The eyebrows of openness twitched in his gaze.

“... the gaze is arrogant. ”

“Hey, wait...”

The opening sound in the back makes a surprised sound. Kwaek! You hear the bones ripping out. Camila's eyes widen. Screaming is blocked by the hand pressed against your lips. Openness looks down at Camila with annoyed eyes.

“What, what are you doing?! ”

“I just made it impossible for you to do anything stupid. If you ever want to chew your tongue again, you'll be bothered. ”

So I pulled out my chin. The opening raises the body as you pluck your hands. Camila seizures and grabs the plucked chin with her hand. My jaw sagged due to the joint being pulled out.

“Ah... ahhhh...”

“And you don't have to look at me like I'm a child. This bitch is a bloodthirsty girl. Even if the blood didn't run, that monster was a cute stepdaughter. Have you forgotten how the tide went down by him and how the others died?” “But... a hundred boats, courtesy..." “Really? I have other orders. I got a letter from our ark, who doesn't know where it is. ”

The eyes of the opening narrowed. His outstretched hand grabs Camila's neck.

“The biggest insult a woman can go through and break her mind. Spare me, please, let me beg for forgiveness. I've been asked to do that. ”

Boo-ooo! Camila's shirt is torn. The opening glances at the man behind her, throwing his body roughly.

“Aren't you going to do it? ”

“There's no such thing as... hobbies. ”

“Well, it doesn't matter. I don't have a hobby like this. We're just following the orders of the Ark. ”

He looks down at Camila with a slow smile. She no longer screams. I just stared at the ceiling with a blank eye. Though it was a bit unfortunate, he didn't care much.

“Then where...”

It was the moment I said that. Thump! Camilla's body shakes violently. At the same time, black blood began to flow from the eyes, nose, mouth and ears.

“You crazy bitch...! I reversed the blood flow...! ”

You find Camilla's pulse frightening. I felt a slow pulse. He distorts his face and starts blowing internal air into Camilla's veins. However, the internal air did not flow properly to the torn blood from the inside.

At that moment.

“Ah.”

I heard that voice behind my back. Openness shrugged his shoulders as he trembled. Something unknown hung over his body. No, this... had to look back, but he couldn't look back. It was because I was afraid of what I would see when I looked back.

“Tongue... bloodshed...”

The openness in the back groans. Finally, he couldn't say any more. The dark darkness envelops him, and his body disappears without a trace. It was at least a better death.

The opening in Camila's veins still doesn't look back. I didn't want to look back. The crotch wets wet. I wish I could turn back the clock. If that were possible, I would never have come to a place like this.

Azin stands behind his back, not saying a word. Ajin doesn't look at the man who pissed his pants. I saw Camilla with black blood pouring out of her... lying in front of him, her chin falling off, her clothes torn. The moment I saw it, there was nothing left in Azin's head.

It creates a peculiar sense of camouflage. You have mastered the art of non-violence, nothing. Mental education, not physical. The blameless answer that Azin found was to believe in himself completely, and it was an absolute self without doubt.

The self destroys. Something breaks in my mind. Azin couldn't figure out what was broken. He takes a step, and every time he walks, his body trembles stronger. Azin's hand is stretched out.

I understand the situation.

Rather, there was no anger towards the situation. Instead... he pushes the man to his side. There's a lot of anger lost where to go. It quietly flowed into the man's body.

The man's body explodes with a bang. No blood, no flesh. The explosion inside erased a man's existence from the world. After arriving a little late, the King of the Underworld and the Swimmer, Raw Snow, and Persian Persians saw Camilla lying in a pool of blood and opened their mouths.

“Ka... camila. ”

Raw snow groans and gives a voice. Persian was also silent. They were also quietly desperate about the situation, rather than screaming. I sat down staggering with the smell of raw snow.

“Oh, my God.”

The female king mutters. This is the worst. Even though I came at my own pace, Satan has already abandoned me because of the distance. The female king stares at the no swim with a stiff face.

I'll kill my family every time I get one whip of life. Azin's words float in the head of the King of the Cancer. He literally spit it out. Even though azine was powerless in this world and not in this world, around it was a perfume of raw snow and Persian persuasion that could exert a supreme power even in reality.

“Camilla.”

Ajin calls out Camila's name. He kneels down and grabs Camila's wrist. I can't feel a pulse. Azin's hands tremble and tremble. Azin knew exactly what it meant.

Camilla is an NPC. She's not as immortal as Hiddenpiece. If you die, you die. You can never live again. Her trembling lips opened.

“Camilla.”

Once again, Ajin calls Camila. Camilla still doesn't answer. I can't answer. Azin's eyes are closed. I felt a dark tingling in my head. At the end of the shattered self, Ajin sees something. Feeling what I saw, all over again. Azin's body thunders and trembles.

Later that day, Azin realized what this feeling of disguise he was feeling. It was a great hatred and murder. The intense hatred and flesh of wanting to tear apart everything visible, everything invisible, and crush the whole world. It has reconstructed the shattered ego of Azin.

[No.]

I heard a voice in my head.

[This is a variable that Noya couldn't calculate. I didn't think it was going to happen, and that's how polarity would be completed.]

Azin's body stopped, throbbing. Huaaaah! Ajin's mind is pushed to the other side.

[Excellent.]

Noya's voice echoes in her head. My body is out of control. The overwhelming emotions freeze.

[But not yet.]

The closed eyes of Azin flashed and opened. My emotions stopped, and my intuitive realization disappeared. Azin looks down in a dazzled expression.

[But now is the time.]

Noya's giggling laughter goes away. It was at that moment that Camila's pulse, which stopped, began to jump strongly. Camila's body trembles and slowly rises to the top.

“Wha... what is this? ”

Ajin raises his voice in embarrassment. Camila's figure rises in the air, wrapped in a white light. The beating heart sounds loud. Camila's skin begins to split in the light.

“It's a dislocation...! ”

I shouted in a surprised voice, the stunned smell of Raw Snow standing there. Camila's dark hair returns to its original golden color. The cracked skin is torn off, and it disappears into dust. A few tablespoons in Camila's body scatter into the air.

“Oh, no. ”

Later, Azin realized what this was like. He hurriedly reaches out and tries to pull Camila's body out of the light. However, it is a swarm. As soon as it touches the light, Azin's hand is pushed into the fractured spark.

Awakening...! ’

Azin's face turned white. Camilla is awakening as a saint. Azin hurriedly raises the hammer. Camila tries to dip her divine power into a weaver's hammer, but Jean didn't invade it.

[It's no use.]

The voice that resounded in my head was not Noya, but Adim.

[I didn't think the Demon King would awaken. To resist the fate of death... either way, this is the worst situation for you. The Awakening of the Holy Spirit means that she may become a vessel of God and die.]

The light begins to fade.

[The ideal flow you would have hoped would have been that your adopted daughter would never wake up. But it's already failed. Your adopted daughter was awakened as a saint.]

Camilla's body floats down in the air.

[What are you gonna do?]

Camila's eyes are closed. There are no wounds left in her body, and emotions are faint in her open eyes. She blinks her blue eyes and looks up at the ceiling dazed. After looking at the ceiling for a long time, Camilla looks at the pain with her eyes shifted.

“... Father. ”

There were hardly any emotions in the voice you were calling.

On that call, Azin recalls Devello.