Kawaranu Mono ＜Kirameki no Gōremu＞

My name is Haku.

It's an important name that God gave me for helping me. God jerks off what he calls God. That's why I've been told so many times to call it a golem, so I try to call God a golem when I put it into words.

I was born into a family of wolves on the beast continent. The name given at birth was the word meaning "fourth white flower". But I can't name my name then. The reason they named it is simple. Because the color of my hair and tail was bright white.

Both my father and mother have black hair and tails and have black eyes. My older brother and sister all have black eyes with the same black hair and tail as my father and mother. Only I had white hair and tails, my right eye had a bloody bright red, and my left eye had a light red.

My father and mother raised me in such a literally different color, just like my brother and sister. I had a brother or sister under me, but my brother or sister had the same hair and tail as my father or mother.

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One day when I turned 5, I casually asked my friend's boy when he had a successful hunt. Because in my right eye I could see that the boy had a new [New American Hunter] title.

My friend said, very funny and how do you know that, absurd. I was surprised by my friend's voice and replied, 'Because I see the title'.

Afterwards, my friend looked at me with eyes that looked at the very creepy, backwards, and went home. I asked my other friends, "I wonder if I did anything wrong" and they all went home without saying anything.

When I went home alone and blushed and told my father and mother what had happened today, my father and mother changed their complexion.

Others, like me, say they don't see the strength, title, or weakness of the other person. My father and mother told me not to look at anyone else with my right eye anymore because I seem to know how strong they are when I look at them with my right eye.

In our clan, which determines the boss of the flock with strength, we were taught that it is a very rude and disgraceful act to examine the strength of the opponent at will. So I found out that my friend's boy was so angry.

I don't think that boy was allowed to see his strength because he was the boss's child in the current flock.

I thought I'd apologize tomorrow.

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The next day I tried to apologize to the boy, but when I saw what I looked like, the boy and everyone else turned away and went somewhere.

The next day, too, I tried to apologize, but if everyone sees me, they turn away and go somewhere.

When the adults of the herd looked at me too, they started to shitty and run away.

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My father and mother treat me as they have always done, but my brother, sister and brother. My sister has come to avoid me. If I talk to you, you won't tell me anything.

Then I got scared to talk to people and stopped talking much.

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If my father or mother hates me, I don't know what to do. I can no longer speak as I have before, trying to talk to my father or mother, trying to figure out what to do if they hate me.

Fathers and mothers worry about me, not much more from home. But I didn't know what to do.

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One day when I was 10, my father and mother were talking in a difficult face at night.

That the beast man, called the Red Lion, is waging war on different flocks to unify the beast's continent. They say red lions can use more magic than we can possibly be beasts.

We, the beasts living on the beast continent, have a territory for each flock. Rarely does it vandalize the territory of an approximate flock. Will war be waged on our flock as well?

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Three more years went by and the red lion united the continent of the beast. I heard that those of the flock who lost the battle, the rebellious, are sold off as slaves.

Those of the herd who follow quietly are forced to offer sacrifices once a year. The Red Lion needs sacrifice to maintain its power to use its powerful magic, but I don't know as much as it is true or false.

Even my flock has decided to offer a sacrifice.

My father and mother opposed me to the end, but the general thrust of the flock had decided to sacrifice me. My body is also small, weak, and above all with cursed power, I have nothing but because everyone hates me.

I also know my father and mother are having trouble treating me. So it's best for my father and mother that I be offered as a sacrifice.

I was named and sacrificed to the Red Lion.

When I left the village where I lived, the relieved face of my father and mother entered my eyes. I thought I shouldn't be alive, and I've naturally been overflowing with tears.

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Being taken in front of a red lion, I was frightened by the sharpness of the red lion's eye and accidentally looked at it with both eyes.

Then the red lion rose from the throne and cast his magic on me. Its magic strikes me with a burning pain in my right eye. I hold my right eye and nod.

My right hand holding my right eye is also very hot.

The red lion said, "I don't want anyone like you. Disappear," he murmured in a horrible voice. And you've put your right hand against me and unleashed another magic.

I was dressed in a magical light, and when I realized it, I was being flown into a strange meadow.

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I was caught by a human being, who couldn't speak the words well, and whose body was gradually eroded from my right eye by the magic cast on the red lion. I soon found out that I was caught as a slave because there were other people in the cage.

At first he was treated as a rare beast man with white fur, but as magic slowly eroded my body, man began to trap me in a cage by himself.

You will be given a meal once a day, but that is all.

In the cage, I'd already die here, I thought I'd finally run out of pain, and I was lying quietly.

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Suddenly, I wondered what it was because the collar that was worn around my neck had come off, and when I slowly opened my left eye, which I could still see, I had a silver glittering clean doll in front of me.

I still give my moving left hand to the doll slowly. I don't know why I offered it. Maybe it's because I just missed dying alone.

The doll gently took my hand.

Rubbing the doll's hand relieved only a little physical pain. The doll's hands were like metal and cold. But it felt like a very warm, gentle hand to me then. Tears spilled out of my left eye at the mud I hadn't felt in a long time.

I tried to say thank you because I just wanted to say one last word of thanks, but I don't have a good voice. I haven't talked to him in years, and he's weak, so I couldn't move my mouth well. I closed my left eye again without force.

This silver doll must be a god who came to watch my end. It's the last god you've come to give me pluck.

Slowly open your eyes to see God, who gave you the pluck at the end. I don't know the look on your face, but I felt like God was staring at me very worried.

"Thank you, Kamisama," he finally thanked God and I closed my eyes. My consciousness slowly sank as I wondered if I could thank you well.

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My consciousness was soaked up from the bottom of darkness by the warm light. Even though it was very cold, I feel my whole body is getting warmer by the warm light now.

I open my left eye. There God was holding my hand just like before. I can't believe it myself, but I could wake myself up.

This must be the life God has given us. I felt like God was telling me that I could live.

I looked at God and thanked him, "Thank you, God".

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Then a slave who was caught as well as me was helped by God. I was able to stand and move on my own feet like I was lying that I was dying so far.

Going ashore by boat with God. God worries about my less liberal right hand and gently rubs it.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in my head when my heart filled with gratitude to God.

"I will be a golem. Can you hear me?

I look at God very, very wide with my left eye open. I can talk to God now!

When I told him I didn't have a name, God gave me the name Haq. I felt like I could live, and I was happy, and I snorted firmly towards God.

God introduced us to an emergency food rat who brushes God's body once a day in his porch. Rats were properly named. I've never seen God eat, so maybe it's not an emergency diet.

I introduced myself to the rats.

When I told God I had no place to go home, he told me if God would come with me. I'm happy to say, "I'm going with God!" I replied.

The words I say from my mouth just don't do what I think they do. Sometimes my face is scarred and it doesn't work, but maybe my heart is afraid to talk.

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After that, I traveled with God to various places. In Port Town, Asua was nice to me. In the Kingdom of the Desert, I could also have people who could call me a new family.

I thought I should die, but I think I met God and I'm really glad I'm alive.

From time to time, I remember the fathers and mothers of the beast continent. But I'm afraid to think about what's going on, and I can't face the past. The last time I saw it, the relieved face of my father and mother would come up behind my brain, and my heart would really reject it.

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I was able to win a militant tournament. God apparently wanted the pouch off, and he wanted Canaale, a prize.

I won for God, so God tells me to use my freedom when I try to give Kanaale to God.

I would be happy to use it as God thinks it is, so I handed God a Canaale. Then God used Canaale for me.

I thought it wouldn't heal anymore. All the right eye and burn-like scars healed nicely. And I feel like the wound in my heart has healed as well as the wound in my body.

To that proof, from my mouth, which I had never been able to speak well, I was able to speak the words as I thought.

God just gives me everything from what to what, and I can't thank you enough.

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With no more scars, I can now remember my father and mother properly. My heart will not refuse even if the relieved face of my father and mother comes to mind.

Now I may be able to face the past. I don't know what's going on with the beast continent today, but with God, I'm sure I can get over the past.

I told him the next morning that I wanted to be brave and go to the beast continent. I blocked my words trying to explain why, and God said, 'Let's go!' And he agreed with me pleasantly.

Seeing God happy to start preparing to leave, I said thank you while smiling a bit.

With God, I'm sure I can do anything! God is a bit out of it, but I love God, including that!