I was born as a Son of Villain

Payne's day was repeated. Sitting on a cliff, staring blankly ahead. When you wake up, it's night. Then he goes down to the city to practice martial arts until dawn to get some sleep.

It's been over 20 days since I repeated that.

For 20 days, words floating in Fei's head became more and more complex.

Ow. Tied to what? Who? What is evil? Who am I? Deny what? Am I right to deny it? What do you mean, entangled? Am I tied up?

In the first place.

Is this the right way?

The moment I lost my conviction, my footing collapsed. Fei's spirit falls into the abyss. Fragmented words and fragmented thoughts disappeared. It's not gone. It was left up there. Fei's spirit falls to the ground.

I didn't know if it was down or up, or left or right. There can be no standard for measuring defence in the spirit world.

It's just that the words and thoughts in the surface ritual have drifted away, and Fei's consciousness feels like it's drifting away.

The consciousness is thrown into the darkness. There was no body here, neither in Northwest nor in Southwest. I thought I had to move my hands, but nothing moved. The thought of moving on has melted into the darkness. There were no conventions in the thrown space. Culture is gone. Society has evaporated.

Visible but invisible. We don't even know where this darkness leads.

It's vague even if you think about it. There is no way to confirm that everything is a thought in a melting place. It's vague.

In the darkness, Fei asked the roots.

Who am I?

One question seeps into the darkness. There is a change in the darkness. Sound, thoughts, seeps in from all over the darkness.

Who am I? Who am I? Who am I? The dark whisper returns to me a thousand layers and 10,000 layers of echoes.

My consciousness is fading. I keep repeating and thinking. My head is going to explode. Pei crouches, covering his ears. If he had a body, he would have done so. But there was no body. Fei's behavior was an electrical signal, transformed into a single thought and melted into the black space, causing no change.

That reminds me. Who am I?

It resonates and grows. The black space is filled with noise. However, there is no sign of a difference. This space seemed endless.

The resonance and resonance awakened Fei's fading ritual. Fei looked up. You feel it. Words and fragmented thoughts drift into darkness from above.

The darkness devours all unsettled thoughts.

The resonance of "Who am I" grows stronger with a mixture of noise. The more I did, the more I became conscious.

A space that's separate from everything and free of entanglement. This darkness has no beginning, no end, and it absorbs everything. I'm free no matter what.

Freedom! It was not something that could only be imagined in the vast sky! Freedom was not a relic of the heavens! Darkness can be free!

Look at this darkness!

The Darkness is here, free of civilization, out of norms, out of customs!

The crying noise of the brain urged awakening, striking the brain irregularly.

Deny yourself. Stay out of it.

Two words are connected.

Deny yourself for being entangled. Be free.

Woohoo. Dan's shivering from down there. This time, I could clearly sense that it was down. The consciousness rose from the unconscious to the surface consciousness.

The language and fragmented thoughts in the surface consciousness disappear and my head clears up. Faye opens her eyes.

The sun was setting.

The wall comes crashing down. The dam's bowl grows larger, and its spirit creeps into its body. As if trying to fill a larger bowl, the flow was as rough as a waterfall. Fei welcomed the spirit into his body in a cheerful manner.

The larger the bowl, it was not compared to the time of the seal, and the emptiness of the hem longed for soul.

Yeongdan, he knows his soul.

Fei knows his soul. Freedom from good and evil. Despite its wickedness, it is a direction of freedom. It is nature.

Nature is evil, and the nature of the soul is free. Two things add up to the body, making up a human being named Pei.

Fei takes the spirit into his hands and takes the Riding Ceremony. He opens a free air into the air above the cliff.

Free performer martial arts piece width.

The space in front of you explodes. A silent explosion erupts and engulfs the space. Fei smiles tiredly. Fearless. One of the herbs that can be unfolded when it becomes empty.

I realized that I had become a perpetrator.

“About a week before Athens gets here. ”

It's enough to pounce in front of his disciples. Fei went down the valley with a bright smile.

The one who was sitting in the chair disappeared like the wind as soon as Fey opened the door and appeared behind Fey with a knife to his neck. Then you see the opponent and become a shivering face.

“A ghost?”

I was able to catch up with Fei until morning. However, I couldn't catch it until the moment it opened the door. I heard the door open and instinctively reacted.

“Did you cross the wall? ”

“I'd say there was a performance. ”

“...... Can I move this Dagger a bit? Just one finger. ”

He said with the saddest tone.

“Then it's an artery! ”

Pei quickly removed the dagger from his neck. It's trying to kill someone!

“Monster-like talent and acting. Oh, my God, a little. No. I was just very disappointed. ”

His eyes sank dull. Fei yells in horror.

“You think I just got the gig?! I got this for nothing! The fruits of my efforts! ”

In the case of the red spot, even though it was an unfortunate accident, what happened on Mount Seir really died without Black Lake. If I vomited on the performance I risked my life for, then Fei was also unfair!

Fei's desperate shout brought back the best of his eyes. Fei thought, "I've never asked, but maybe one of his nature or soul's essence is negative, like acid or frustration." Sometimes I don't think I can see it.

“Hmmm. That'll do. ”

The dagger was placed in the lap with the most gently needling residue. What's with Pei? I saw the most with my eyes.

Now that you're in the territory, I see.

As long as we know the nature of the soul, we are strange. How often do two things coincide with social notions, nature and the essence of the soul? If either of them goes beyond what society allows, they become nerds or criminals.

Indus is better, but Young-dae is especially good.

Fei himself did not live a perfectly normal life when he looked back on his life. If you put the past, present and future together as a path, the back of Fei will be a bloody road.

Anyway, that's fine.

“Most of all, do you want to play? ”

“Are you rushing into a new territory? ”

Fei's provocative smile lifted his jaw.

“I've fought a lot with Yongjin, but we've never fought each other, have we? ”

“That, too. ”

I nodded the most. I was right there was no reason to. But things are different now. If you're a master of the same territory, you're full of kicks for a reason.

“Let's give it a try. ”

I felt the most overwhelmed. It's been a long time since I've had a feeling that I'm a hogwash. Though he has just become infantry, he is a great genius who became infantry at the age of 18. A monster in a human hood lacks the words "genius." The target is not lacking.

“Let's move. You can't do it here, can you? ”

Fei said.

“Good.”

The best answer was, they were gone.

* * *

Faye and I entered the forest first. A forest with fog valleys, called the Kedanian Forest, or the Fog Forest.

The two of them stood facing the forest. A dense tree interrupted the two of them, but it was good for them.

The first was an assassin, and Fey was an owner of the senses and had learned many skills from mercenaries in various situations.

The terrain of the place to challenge the two was not a problem.

The wind blows, and the branches move and split for a moment between the two of you. And when the branch returned to its original position, the best was gone.

‘The best assassin. ’

The moment I opened my eyes, I was gone. I can't feel anything when I'm growing my senses. The opponent is the continent's best assassin. I didn't think I'd be able to see the hiding place just now.

Pei's vigilance never slows her down.

Instinct has come to light. This is a duel, a practice, and a duel.

Shoot it. Shoot it. Every time the wind blows, the sound of a branch hitting the tree is noisy. Fei stands still and concentrates his mind. I was unable to move, not immobilized.

I can't see the opposing Pokémon, but I can feel their stealthy gaze. My back was getting cold and sweaty.

A gap revealed as it moves. My senses told me that my throat would fly through the gap.

The saliva that could not be swallowed was stuck in my mouth. Fei was still unable to swallow the saliva. I couldn't do any of those little moves. Is this how it feels to be targeted by a true assassin?

Patience followed. Molly was Faye.

The one that's being targeted and the one that's being targeted. There is a big difference between the two. If you want to attack the target, attack the target. On the contrary, there is no slowing down the guard. Different mental power consumed.

If we keep going like this, we'll lose. My senses foresaw defeat. And ultimately, Fei is a free spirit. I couldn't stand being repressed and unable to move. My body was itchy. It wasn't long since I became young, but my personality has changed. You had to say you knew what you were hiding.

So I moved.

Pei twists his fist before taking one, two, and three steps. At the same time, the neck was protected with palms of the hand. The first thing that appeared in front of me like a ghost was wielding a dagger.

I'm fine!

The tree that was close to the impact was shaken as if it were rooted, and the grass was lying down.

The stabbing rings in both hands. The dagger is halfway through the hand that defends its neck, and its fist is blocked by the hand of the most.

The two of them fell apart at the same time as if they had promised.

Although it seemed to be even, the results were clear between the two of them. The last thing I did was pull the power out of the Dagger.

“You lost.”

“If the messenger had won, I would seriously curse the world. ”

It sounded true, and Fei could not laugh. The first thing I thought was normal was not normal. Does that mean there are no normal people?

“I'll win next time. ”

“If only I could win. ”

I said it with confidence.

* * *

Three days until Athens' arrival. Four old men have arrived. The elders of the dragon dragon dragons and executives of the Black Brotherhood, respectively. All the older people were amazed at Fei in the territory.

“Much more than I've heard of this…..”

“Will you come to the Black Brotherhood? ”

“Well, that's a monster. ”

“Haha……"

“Welcome aboard. And you're here with him? ”

Faye welcomes them. The people of the dragon dragons met when they were eight years old, and the people from the Black Brotherhood met in the Shin Yu-yeon family.

An old man with a long beard from a dragon dragon nods.

“I had something to discuss. ”

I'm sure it's about the emergency treatment of the grievance or something.

“As I said when we first met, What's included in the deal is an emergency. ”

“I know. ”

“That's it. ”

Both sides were reasonable. If you knew what was in there, you wouldn't have so easily admitted it. It was good for Fei.

A simple greeting and time passed.

Three days later, Athens came.

“Ghost, where are we going? ”

“To test my pupil for a while. In the meantime, you should get a beating. ”

When Pei saw Pei preparing to leave, she asked the most, and Fei replied.

“That sounds like fun. ”

“Mind if we join you? ”

“Well, it doesn't matter. ”

The elders of the dragon dragons and the executives of the Black Brotherhood took one step. After thinking about digging up Athens for a long time, Fei's footsteps became lighter.

= = = = = = = = = = Reviews of artwork = = = = = = = =

During the peak of the rental period. And one of my favorite things about noncoherence at the time was that it was an epiphany. And that depends on what it takes, but if you give it what it takes, there's nothing more thrilling than that.

Moving media to web fiction has reduced focus on areas of enlightenment and performance as shortness of breath increases. So I'd like to use this to my advantage. The writer's greed.

The most memorable epiphany, personally, is when the protagonist of the Samaritan Society gets the epiphany.

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