It's all one flower.
0183. Just for the truth.
Farkill had no anxiety when he walked in a dim tunnel by himself.
This place is magically protected.
You don't have to worry about getting attacked by demons or breaking down. There were no branches and I didn't have to worry about getting lost.
As you approach the exit, the outside light increases.
Seeing the light, I thought without a recap.
Even in the Republic of Artel, secular police, courts and prisons properly capture and punish criminals.
However, the human rights groups of Kirkurusian fundamentalism forced the victims to fall asleep crying.
'Cause I just made a little mistake.'
"Don't blame others because anyone makes mistakes"
"I'm narrow-minded to tell the police about that"
If there are fundamentalists in the body or in the neighborhood, they unilaterally blame the victim, obstruct (and) report the incident or damage.
Any murderer or recidivist (Ruihan), collectively, will continue to operate everywhere, seeking to set him free from the wild from secular justice as a "clean people with unspoilt souls unspoiled by magic".
Although some of the Kirkulus communities once operate reorganization facilities in line with doctrine, the effect is uncertain.
Online and television news reports of murders, robberies and other heinous incidents day after day.
On the continent of Alton Gaza there is a sanctuary of Saint Kirkulus and there are many believers. Many countries have more human rights advocacy than Artel and have no death penalty system.
I realize my transgression, and believe that the day will come when I will repent, and I will never abandon them.
Building tolerant societies where people forgive each other is the ideal and goal of fundamentalist groups everywhere.
Farkil did not know what thought those groups would have of "the human rights of the victims of recidivism". No matter how much research you do, there's just a beautiful line of sites for Kirkurusian human rights groups.
There are also support groups for crime victims, but mainly run by secularist volunteers and by another religious group.
Can the human rights of people who are tormented by the sins they have committed before repentance be trampled on as a stepping stone for criminals to realize their mistakes?
If you believe in the rehabilitation of criminals and wait for them, do you say that it doesn't matter how many lives, possessions, and various rights of good people are taken away from them and made to contempt them?
"Do not blame others for offending anyone."
Farkil was run by insect spit whenever he saw or heard such words.
Not everyone commits theft or murder.
Only a handful of bad guys do that.
Most humans imagine their pain and even hesitate to hit others.
It is because those who end their lives without dyeing their hands at evil make up an overwhelming majority that the rule of law can function and maintain order in society.
Farkil was nauseated when the bullies remembered her nigga laughing face in the classroom.
Is he who rejoices in seeing others scratched, fulfilled and "a clean people with an innocent soul unspoiled by magic"?
At least to Farkill, it's impossible to give forgiveness to the bullies or to the hiccups who hospitalized the grandmother next door.
I grabbed my fist and looked up at the tunnel. Stone with spells and curses engraved supports the ceiling.
The wind blowing in from the outside was cold.
A spellmaker and a hauler.
The two people of the lake are wizards, but they guided themselves to the first-person Farkill.
Farkill paid only a one-way critical amount. I thought the change was change.
The manager gave me an expensive sale in the name of "change".
That's what Farkill told me not to worry about.
The haulier woman also refilled the [crystal] with magic.
Both were generous without business.
At least to increase the likelihood that Farkill will survive. On the contrary, I even tried to hold back with advice.
The friendliness of the two out of business is completely denied in the Kirkulus community simply by saying they are wizards.
In the name of faith, racism is openly practised against the people of the lake and the people of the powerful land.
If all wizards are evil, this Lacus region, where wizards make up the majority... No, which country on this Chinukalkl Nothiu continent would be called a lawless zone.
In practice, the order of law passes with each country.
It has also been argued that there are few human beings in areas where there are many demons to protect themselves from Ning and Kasei.
The Seven Kingdoms of the Lake Lacus North region will not join the United Nations. Never in history, however, has that army been directed at the surrounding countries of both wheels, or at the countries of scientific civilization.
In this Hunan region, the Lacus Lacrimalis Republic compromised by dividing the country after fifty years of human indulgence.
The history textbook said that at the time of the civil unrest of half a century, the Kirkuls of a powerless people were unilaterally ravaged (carved) by wizards.
Farkil kept questioning the discrepancy between what adults in churches and faith-based organizations said and the real image of society.
It broke through online censorship by illegal means and visited sites in neighbouring countries.
There, the killings by the Kirkurs are disclosed to the rest of the world.
It was also accompanied by photographs and videos not found in textbooks, such as the use of chemical weapons and indiscriminate attacks by air raids.
In the history of the neighbouring countries, half a century of civil unrest is described as "both fighting and losing".
I know I can't confirm whether that's true or not.
If you want to, you can make up (twist) as many images and videos as you want.
I didn't want to get on the rails laid by adults like this and assimilate them into a society where they went to school, got a job, and were painted and consolidated with lies.
... As long as I live in such a life, I will risk my life to establish the truth.
After this wish came true, I didn't even think I would spare this life.
Nothing passes through the tunnel except the wind blowing through.
A cold breeze slips through Farkill's body and heads to the wasteland in the southern part of the island of Negna.
The wind smelled slightly burnt.
The exit approaches and the light fills with vision.
Underneath the slopes, the ruins were spreading as far as I could see.