Egret

Age of the elderly: 92.

The lifespan of a human being could be considered to have been enjoyed.

The old man was a spiritual master, the great contemporary Igret, who ruled all four attributes of nature.

It was a life that lived like the wind, not knowing where it was born or where it lived.

Igrett, who became an old man, was still a wanderer. The culprit and other extraordinary powers gave him freedom, but the most basic needs could not be fulfilled.

He was a thousand orphan from the time he was born to me, and he grew old alone without getting married.

I have lived like that for a lifetime as a friend of nature's spirits and as a family. There was no regret because I was alone from the beginning of my life.

Spirits were clear and pure beings, and communicating with them was enough to calm them down. Mansa was comfortable and fluent in everything.

I only stayed for a little while, leaving my body in the water for many years.

But at the last moment, I thought,

‘…… What have I been living for? ’

The spirits who had intuited Igrett's end flocked to the translucent body and guarded his side.

Spirits that filled their surroundings like waves gave comfort and greetings in a sound different from human language.

It's okay, Greg.

You were the cleanest man alive. It was the best we've ever seen!

You can't have a good, pure soul for almost 100 years. I don't think Igrett is really human.

A little smile hangs over the old mouth.

“Huh. Kids. I close my eyes soon. ”

Igrett called the little shaped spirits‘ children ’.

In fact, although nature has existed for many years that would not dare to catch up with human life, Igrett found them adorable and sweet.

Even though it looked like a child with only one thumb, the spirit's way of thinking or speech produced such an image.

He also expressed his love for the spirits who guarded Igreth in the same way for a lifetime.

Igrett, are you sad?

Crying?

There were no tears. But the spirits were quickly noticing his emotions and worrying.

Igrett is powerless and sweeps away the broken spirit in front of his eyes.

Even though it wasn't good enough, the index that touched the spirit's head slowly touched it.

“I don't know…… Huh. Kuluk Kuluk.”

Blind feelings, not knowing if he was sad, filled his heart with frustration. I felt a lack of something and regretted it.

Igrett lived his life as a 'contemporary', building on his achievements, and enjoying riches and honors that others would never have dreamed of. If it wasn't enough for him, it was a very simple thing.

‘Family, friends. ’

In a way, he was a loner who did not fit among the same race. Born strong, but abandoned by his parents.

There were many who lured his strength into covetousness, but no one really wanted to be friends with him. Even if he was, he ended up spoiling towards using him.

The human he met was like that. It was like a shackle eating human relations.

However, Igrett has long aspired to live as a human being without giving up.

He realized that he had been betrayed, stood up and repeated a few times, until the stab wound was scratched and the tear marks were hard to dry.

I knew I was coveting something I shouldn't covet.

Life is fair. If you get something, you don't get it.

Stained in a treacherous gullet for more than half a lifetime, he turns his back on his destiny.

But only after the end of my life did I see a change of mind again.

“I was... foolish. ”

What are you talking about, Greg?

There is no man as wise as you.

Wise igret. Lovely igret.

Spirits generally do not follow humans. So it was very rare for magicians to contract with spirits and learn spiritual skills.

Among them, there was only one spiritist who received 'love’ from the Spirit from the past to the present.

Hyundai Igret.

A four-attribute spiritist, Igret, who is loved by the Spirit.

A man who was more powerful and noble than anyone else.

The spirits truly loved and cared for him. Igrett, who felt sincere, sent out tears of gratitude with a dry smile instead.

“I shouldn't have given up. ”

What do you want?

“Cough! Cough!”

I coughed and my body rotted. My whole body felt stiff as a stick of wood.

Igrett gives up his blurred vision and closes his eyes. Poor breath flowed out as though it were thin.

‘Living with people. ’

The ear growled as if it had entered the water. I was able to understand what the spirits said after psychiatry.

Igrett!

Don't forget us, Greg.

You need to get some sleep.

And when I wake up…….

‘Believing in humans. ’

Why is regret always late? Why is there so much courage and foolishness left to really be the last?

Igrett felt crunchy. The body died of old age, but the passion and defeat that burned in his youth still seemed to be alive in his heart.

If I live again, I'll never run away like a coward again.

In a flashing ritual, the whispers of the precious were last resounded.

I'll always be with you.

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