Desire

Devello opens his eyes at the sound of the blurry water. She presses her hand against the frizzy head and raises her body. I looked at the window, but it was dark outside because the sun wasn't up yet. Devello stares at it dazed, pulling down the blanket that was covering his body. Despite her underwear, Devello gets out of bed unconcerned. The boiler was turned on and the warm floor was relayed to the soles of the feet. Devello wiggles his toes as the soles of his feet are still a little awkward.

It was not a mistake to hear. There was a sound of water. It's not even raining. Devello walks slowly. The room that didn't turn on the light was dark, but it wasn't that hard to walk in the dark because I just woke up. The water grows louder as you open the closed visit. A light and a sound of water were leaking from inside the door of the slightly closed bathroom.

Did it happen earlier than usual? It was never since the dawn of Azin that I washed my body. Devello hesitates to approach the bathroom. The idea that this was not manners was not in Devello's head.

When I opened the bathroom door wide. Warm steam approaches Devello's face. Devello clears the steam away by hand and sees the azine standing in the shower. Azin, who is receiving warm water from above his head, seems to be unaware of Devello's presence.

“Don't you knock? ”

No, Azin turns his head as he sweeps away the steam that covers the walls of the shower. Against the blurry, thin glass wall, Azin and Devello face each other. Azin looks like he's not wearing anything, but he doesn't feel ashamed. It was the same with Devello. She glances at Ajin's face without covering up her underwear.

“What are you doing? ”

“Shower.”

Ajin replies, his dirty growing beard is neatly groomed. Thanks to this, the dark circles that looked like evidence of fatigue and poison looked even more intense. Different than usual. Devello looks up at Azin's face and feels it. During the month we spent together, Azin's eyes, which seemed unmotivated by the light, sank with a clear light that could be seen beyond the glass wall.

“... has changed. ”

“Yes.”

Devello mutters and Azin turns off the water in the shower. He opens the door in the shower and comes out. Azin passes through Devello and pulls out the towel. I spit out the rough water on my head.

“Are you going to stay in this house?” Yes. ”

“Even if I tell you to go away, it won't go away.” Yes. ”

“You got it all figured out. In my house, bringing in what you need. I told you not to, even if you didn't have to, to forcefully feed me.” “Wasn't it good? ”

“Of course.”

Azin nods.

“This should be good. You made it well.”

“It can't be tasty to forcefully eat something you don't want to eat.” “Why didn't you want to eat? ”

“Because you made it. ”

Devello forgot to answer Azin's question. She blinks and sees pain, and Azin does not respond to Devello's gaze. After wiping off all the moisture from the body, Ajin left the towel in the laundry bin and left the bathroom.

“Does it taste different when I make it? ”

“It's a matter of mindset. ”

“Does it taste different if you change your mind?” “Yes. ”

“I made it... it doesn't taste good? ”

“Yes."

“Why?" “I didn't want to eat what you made.” “So what did you want to eat? ”

What I did not answer this time was pain. I didn't want to answer. Ajin walked naked through the living room. He heads to the wardrobe, and grabs what he can find in his hands and puts it on.

“Your ridiculous self-satisfaction. ”

As he wrapped his shirt around his body, he muttered.

“If you're satisfied with what's for me, cooperate with me.” “Collaborate? ”

“Follow me. And do as I say. Can you do that? ”

Azin glances at Devello and asks. Devello blinks at the question with a blank look on his face. After a moment, Devello nods, smiling as he smiles.

“Yes.”

“Come to the Abbey. ”

Azin said so and headed for the capsule. I wondered if there was still a scent of clover. I needed to go and check it out myself. There is Noya in the monastery scent. I didn't want to meet Noya, but I needed to check on the twins who were living in the monastery and the safety of Mungyeong-hee and Ekidna who had been entrusted with their protection.

Mungyeong-hee's doctor did not listen to the forceful taking Mungyeong-hee to the Abbey. Just because Ajin wanted to do that, I took Mun Gyeong-hee there. Since we first met, Mun Kyung-hee has suffered a lot under Ajin. Rather than repaying him, it was because for a few years together, Ajin had become very favorable to Mungyeong-hee.

He protected Ekidna because of Hermione's will. Azin couldn't protect Hermione. Maybe it's right to say, "No." The death of Hermione would not have changed, even if Azin had gone out to save Gracia, given the Demon King and the Demon. Hermione's death in the beginning was suicide. Hermione wanted to die with the Empire as the last emperor of Gracia, and acted accordingly.

That was Hermione's will. I'm asking for Ekidna. How is she... doing at the Abbey? As long as there's still a monastery. Even the Demon King couldn't touch it since it was protected by Noya himself. If you had hidden Camila there, the Demon King might have raided the monastery with too much force.

“Got it.”

Devello nods and answers. When Devello answered, Azin was already inside the capsule. It's been... a long time since I've been inside a capsule. Almost two months. Haven't played this long since the end of the beta service. It was an unavoidable service check period before the full service was opened, but this time I simply did not want to access the capsule.

The inside of the sitting capsule was silent enough to feel that time had stopped. Ajin sits in a chair and closes his eyes quietly. I was reluctant... a little, I heard. Is it meaningful? Can I do it? Is it possible?

I stop thinking. I've decided to stop thinking about this. Right now, time is running out. If it's meaningless, if it can't, if it can't. I have to try it first. That's all he could do now.

[Welcome to First.]

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The area is desolate. The ruins... Died in the Bull 's-eye desert and was resurrected from the last city to arrive. Before Azin went to the Bullysal Desert, the last city was a city of light. Originally a trade route between Gracie and Jinsun, cities that had embraced diverse cultures and evolved greatly were vast, but the current landscape was a ruin. All the spectacular buildings collapsed and the crowded streets were empty. I looked around and walked a little.

The Safa Gate, which was dominating the sheep, was the door with salt. Salt... is. He was the sworn sword of bloodline before Azin reigned, and he was a patron of him. When Ajin became a blood blind, Salt retired from Moorish and stayed in his hometown of Gwangyang.

I exchanged letters a few times. They don't have any special memories or feelings for the salt. But the salt side did a lot for him. Azin didn't want him to, but he used to act like Azin's father... or grandfather.

Salt is dead.

The building of the flesh-and-blood door sits completely still. Azin stands tall and stares at the ruins. I don't know what's boiling in my mind. I don't know... exactly what. However, he was vaguely remembering when he felt this way. When the White Voucher died. And when Hermione died. Ajin felt this way.

Azin enters through the smashed gate. You see the corpses with blood soaking in the ruins. Azin checks the face of the corpse one by one and goes a little deeper inside. The largest and most spectacular building was the most devastating. Azin sees a rotting corpse in the middle of it. The mangled flesh was swallowed up by insects and crows, leaving little of its original face. Azin slowly approaches the corpse.

The packaging that changed like a rag was ripe for azin's eyes.

“If you're old, you'll die alive. Don't talk to me. ”

Azin mutters and raises his hand. The black darkness that rose from Azin's hand hugs the corpse. In the darkness, the corpse of the salt spreads.

“What are you going to do about old age? I'm just gonna die for nothing. ”

Azin mutters and turns away. Azin's body slowly rises to the top as he turns around. There was nothing more to see in the light. Asin, rising from the high air, glances down at the ruins of his flesh and blood. Then I turned my head and looked at the pantemonium rising in the middle of the distant burning desert.

Azin, who had seen it for a moment, plunged into the air. Azin's direction was a mountain that led to the monastery. The distance from Gwangyang to Baek San was very far, but after flying through the sky with electricity, it was not long before reaching Baek San. Azin immediately looked for the entrance to the monastery without a scholarship. A big wave of hands in front of the invisible entrance opened the door of the abbey, cracking open the room.

“Hello.”

Devello has already arrived at the Abbey. Devello smiles and waves his hands as he walks into the crack. Azin ignores Devello's words and looks around. The scent of the Abbey is no different from the last time I saw it. During his journey here, Azin saw many ruins on the ground, but the scent of the monastery remained peaceful as if it had nothing to do with the damage to the outside.

“I thought you quit at all. ”

You hear a murmur. As you look where you hear the sound, Noya stands there. Noya was still standing behind the boy, looking at him. Azin stands tall and stares at Noya's face.

Ajin didn't like Noya very much. It was because Noya intervened at her own pace and took away her innocence when she completed it. All that remains is the grudge. The azin has now completed its innocence. I was badly beaten by the Demon King, even in a perfect trance.

“It's not a blameless mistake. It's your fault. ”

Noya, who read Ajin's mind, smiled. He raises a finger to point to Azin.

“Tragedy is the study of the mind. Also, nonviolence is the first step to understanding the concept. Ultimately, for players who will never realize their minds in their lifetime, the system makes it easier to use their minds. It's up to you to learn how to use it. And... even though it's empty, it's not empty, so if you rely on it, you'll eventually lose. ”

I know about him. Ultimate... for Azin, it was a trap. I thought it would be something if I could complete it without extreme violence. We have to protect Camilla. We can't sacrifice her. Agin was strongly dependent on the non-polarity of such obsession. That's why I was caught. My vision became narrower because I only thought about the non-polarity.

It was as if Azin had buried his strength on his own. The pain has always been that way. When fighting an enemy he couldn't handle, Azin thought about what he could use instead of his own strength.

“You're thinking funny. ”

While reading Azin's thoughts, Noya laughed.

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