Dungeon Defense (WN)

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The word is home.

It always gave me a feeling of hunger and humiliation.

By the time I was four, I realized I was from the lowest place in the world. The people of China were wanderers, not belonging to any country or city. There was no settlement and stay somewhere in the life of the peasant who had to live with burning the forest.

It's a world of glimmers.

I called my village that in my heart. Looking at the endless vast expanse of forests, I felt that way even if I didn't want to. Especially in winter, when the snow piled up on all sides, the village became calm indefinitely, sometimes I thought that every human being died.

Winter.

Winter of the Firefighters.

Cold and hungry ― the season when you have to do whatever it takes to live.

“It'll only take a minute. ”

“Yes, Daisy. This is nothing. ”

I had long known that the elders of the village had strange feelings for me.

Now that I think about it, I think I'm being overly mature. Strangely, physically, mentally, I had a corner ahead of my peers. He was already better locked in his eyes than he was eight years old. Maybe it stimulated the adults' conscience.

An isolated village from the outside.

A girl born in such a place that is too beautiful.

Whatever the outcome would have been, it was already decided.

I could resist. Whatever.

But if I replace one, I have more to go back to my parents or to Luke. My head was full of calculations and profits to simply ignore that fact. I let the adults play with my body.

“Daisy's really pretty. ”

“Maybe the skin was so white. ”

If it was time for Luke to go out to play with the local kids after his parents went out to work, a courtesy joke was made in the corner of the village or in the corner of a cabin. I looked down at the men who were stuttering around my body.

“ ……. ”

I thought, like a wild dog digging up his shadow.

In particular, I never considered myself unhappy. Just every time the cold winter wind knocked on the outside of the hut two by two, two by two, I had no choice but to question.

Why do people not die but rather live?

Someone's tongue patted my skin. As if it were the most delicious fruit. According to the village elders, my body smells of peaches. No poor people like us have ever eaten peaches, so they must have said whatever they wanted. They're all liars.

For example, the wife of a family member died.

During the day, she was a woman who went to pick herbs. It was found in the mountains three days after it disappeared. Torn apart by wolves. My husband was desperate and cried, and the villagers comforted him.

In fact, it was taken care of by men.

The gang proudly chatted as they played with my body. He assaulted a woman who was wandering the mountain alone and committed suicide. They didn't seem to feel any guilt. Evidence of the existence of morality was clearly placed before the eyes of the world.

“Hey, you. ”

One of the gangsters approaches if you've noticed my gaze. Albert. The most violent man in the town, a secret gang forming a lump. The man slapped me on the cheek.

“What are you staring at? Thanks to us, we're barely a winter prostitute. Let's spread the silver around. ”

“ ……. ”

“You're a bitch. ”

He spit on my chest. It didn't work because it was covered in adult spit anyway. But the man returned to his colleagues to see if he was satisfied with the fact that he had insulted me.

Absence of guilt.

Skill in justifying your own evil deeds.

No matter what happens, people are blaming each other and trying to take responsibility for their disappearance.

I convinced them that humans were meant to be. Perhaps their shameless treatment is an indispensable tool to lead a life of miserable oppression. Looking down at the men writhing their genitals hot again on my thighs stained with saliva, I felt relieved in some sense.

And...

This bizarre twisted world, called the Fire Nation, was lightly crushed.

Raid.

Carnage.

The golems surround the town for the first time, and someone walks out quietly.

“I am the Lord of all the Horses. 72nd place is the Demon King Andromalius. ”

His whole body was a black man.

Your hair covers your eyes and your body is covered with a black cloak. The eyes slowly glanced around as if they were testing us. It wasn't true until later, but he was hiding his name.

“Why am I threatening you? Why did they attack you? Put down all those questions. No questions are allowed for you from now on, and you should only answer what I ask you. ”

The villagers were horrified by the sudden intrusion. Eight men died, so it was worth it. I remember their names well. Rene, Alber, Jean, Toby, Abel, Bruno, Tibo, Lucien…….

Of course I had to remember.

All those men who used to toy with me.

“Wicked, great being. Please have mercy. ”

The chief said.

I thought it was stupid inside. A moment ago, the black man instructed me to answer only what I ask. The chief just disobeyed a direct order. It was not a wise choice.

A man's man throws a dagger. The chief was slain in the middle of the neck. The villagers scream, but it's not their fault.

“I'm warning you one last time. You are not allowed to ask any questions. You are solely responsible for answering the questions you ask. If I do not answer correctly, I will kill one by one as an example. ”

The man said calmly. Then everyone kept their mouths shut if they understood the man's sincerity. Humans who were slow to understand had no choice.

“Is there a boy named Luke? ”

Somehow the man was looking for my brother.

The villagers resisted at first. Everyone was silent, trying to overcome the crisis. However, the man was much more cunning than them, and simply broke the villagers' plans.

“How dare you put your own commands in my ear. ”

The man laughs lightly.

So far, I've been watching the situation with some indiscretion. I don't know why the man is looking for Luke, but the only thing that is certain is that he has no power against us. We didn't beat him. Instead of unnecessarily resisting, it was beneficial to remain silent.

But soon after, I opened my mouth.

“Humans who burn the forest. I will tell you why you must die, and I will tell you why a boy named Luke must die. ”

The man respects the villagers despite his overwhelming power.

I told him why you had to die, why I had to kill you, again and again, slowly.

“Therefore, I have come here to kill a boy named Luke. It will be unfortunate for you. I won't add to the army. You, and the other Demon Kings, will die here for the future of the Horsemen. ”

It wouldn't have mattered if they killed us without explanation.

Just as a humble life like ours needs a legitimate reason to die, the man said honestly.

― ― I didn't understand.

Even the bum living in the Fire Nation didn't hesitate to swing violence at a young girl. Even it was simple for people to treat others as livestock. The man standing in front of us could simply slaughter the villagers, but he could think of us as garbage - he treated us as humans.

It was only I who noticed it here.

The villagers are still less terrified. The man's words didn't go into his ears. I was astonished. No country or city recognized you as people, but you cursed your lives for it, and now no one knows.

“ ……. ”

I stood up.

Do you live in a different world?

Is someone who knows that the evil he commits is his responsibility, and that he should be responsible for it forever?

Is someone who can look straight at himself?

“Great one. ”

I empowered the sound. The man's black eyes look this way. Even though the child talked to me, there was no mood to look down on me or come at me. The man was staring straight at me.

The moment I looked at him, I felt something. I haven't said anything yet, but I'm not sure what's going to happen next. It became clear from one encounter that he could not refuse me, and that I could not refuse him.

“I dare to rely on that tolerance. ”

I talked carefully without flirting. I assure you, I never paid as much attention to my tongue and lips as I did then. I carefully observed the man's atmosphere. I also felt my opponent staring at me with fear.

I beat the guy with my voice.

The man replied with a voice.

And as time went on, our convictions became firm.

“I rely on the king's generosity. If there is one Luke who speaks in the prophecy, you do not have to kill us all. Please bear with one Luke. ”

If you're what I imagine you are.

As long as he's who I want him to be.

He definitely reacts to this.

“But Luke begs you to allow me to kill him with my own hands. ”

The silence subsides for a moment.

The man said in a loud voice.

“…… let me ask you a question. ”

“Whatever, Great One. ”

“Killing a relative is the greatest sin. Why do you bear the sin? ”

Why do you bear the sin?

The question was the point.

I smiled. because it was a test at the same time. If a man had treated the villagers as dogs, he could have slaughtered us much easier. What great reason would it take to slaughter a pig?

However, the man treated us as human beings. The slaughtering of the pigs has been turned into an evil act of self-slaughtering humans. Between them was an awkward gap. Why must they bear their sins? It was also what I asked the man.

“For thou art great. ”

There was only one answer.

“Because I need to remember that I am the scum who brought death to my brother. ”

That was the truth.

Grown-ups treated me like a whore. I committed a 10-year-old girl like a child. They made excuses, saying, "I gave you mercy," saying, "You're alive because of us," but the truth was that they abused a girl mercilessly.

Perhaps you are a man who cannot make excuses for himself.

He is the one who makes excuses for everything and draws a line with ordinary people who live.

“…… the head. ”

The man said.

“Look up. ”

And we made eye contact for the second time.

It was as if there were only two of us in the world.

One winter, I met a Demon King ―.

I met my people for the first time in a grey-colored life.