Manowa

"Everything, you're gone. Enemies, allies...... all. So this is how I ended up."

Between the king of the castle, where no one is. There was one man sitting on the crushed throne that was placed there. It is the figure of the King's end of the road, once wrapped in white, and finally dyed his whole body red and black.

In those eyes, there is no more light. My heart was finally rubbing off and the king, who had finished everything, was finally returning to this place where no one was. So the king thought it would be good to decay with him as he did, and he got to the occasion.

"Because... who are you?

Those who are in front of the king who uttered the word laugh.

The two looked alike a lot. If there was a difference, would the other person be younger than the king, and laughed at his mouth, and his eyes had light...? And the man said, "I'm the devil,"

"It's what you created. Before I took over the devil, I guess if it was a person's body, it would also be a multiple personality. You know, naturally you do, because I know that if you're a psycho-life (astral) body mixer, you can actually be a divisive being...

"Right... right"

The king nodded slowly at the words of the man who named the devil. Once upon a time, when examining the devil, the king did gain such knowledge. And I also gained an approximate understanding of what the presence in front of me is.

"You're me, and you're the devil. I see... you went crazy again at the end of the day."

That's what I say, the king laughs ridiculously at himself.

The king was a being called a Gentile. Since it was dropped into this world ten years ago, the king has done well everywhere. It was at first a series of struggles, but eventually he became what he called a hero, falling in love with the princess and becoming king, enriching the country. That could have been just a glorious life.

But the king overdid it.

We have used the technology of the original world, we have used our abilities as Gentiles, we have defeated demons, we have increased our territory and we have continued to flourish our country. I felt my limitations along the way and had made a pact with the devil, and the king also thought that it might have called for a catastrophe, but he also thought it might have been a matter of time otherwise.

His reign of the Ravel kingdom was far too prosperous. It was too dazzling (eyelid) for the surrounding countries. It spawned a temper, jealousy and jealousy, and more terror than that. That's enough to make the kings of the surrounding countries think this one will be eaten and killed if we don't get rid of it.

Most of all, it can never be a mistake either. There were many who believed in the king, both inside and outside, and even if they did not want to, they thought that the king of Ravel was the true ruler, and they had actually begun to move for it. They are by no means malicious. It was just a good will to enjoy happiness.

Also, it is one of the facts that the devil burned them, but it also still only speeded up the clock needle. So much so that people had strong feelings for each one, not just for good and evil, against the king.

As a result, there was a tragic war the king did not want, but no matter how much he tried to fight, the king did not lose. And even in the battle, the king showed too much power.

Eventually, all the surrounding countries became enemies. They attacked in unison and slaughtered the people of the kingdom of kings. It was so thorough that it could not be stopped with the power of the king. All in awe of the king. Even so, they couldn't be relieved. But the awe struck them as a reality.

The mad king took away the power of the devil, and gained equal power to God, killing all the soldiers of the enemy nations he had attacked, and wielding every calamity upon the surrounding nations as a retribution. All that was ahead was so much despair that nothing could be done about it. There was nothing left, and nothing was saved.

There are no longer any living people in the Kingdom of Ravel. The kingdom was doomed, and the king became the devil, and only his beloved woman was left with her neck, and the king held it dear. It was only one thing the king had reclaimed.

Before that king, he stood himself full of hope once.

"I want to think it's an illusion... I want to think it's crazy, but are you still there?

To the king's words, the devil nods naturally.

"Yes. I'm the devil. So I'll give you a contract and get your wish. What do you want, Snowman Shirai?

After hearing the devil's words and opening his eyes, the king laughed. Only then did he perceive everything.

"Ha. The way I looked when I was younger... that busy face is what I wanted... you want to go back, I'm sure. That's how it took shape."

With that said, the king held her in his hand.

The king had the certainty that it was the devil in front of him whose heart took shape. The demon in front of me is who I was. Before falling into this world, it was just the boy himself who liked the game.

So the king was guessing. That's what I want.

Open your mouth to create your old self and make your wishes come true.

A desire in himself, a heart torn apart by reality, perhaps created these beings. I divided my mind and gained form to let myself exhale thoughts that I could never put into my mouth. He realized that the existence he unconsciously created, which became the devil, was who Sole was.

Then the king sees the woman's neck in his hand. It was a sight and an unbroken figure, one that had no shadow once upon a time, but was also the last stop for the king to keep his present self. If you throw that away, you can probably be the one in front of you. Abandon everything and live as a new self. I wonder if this is a ritual for that.

And then the king laughs after thinking that far.

"What? What's wrong?

When he sees the demon leaning his neck, the king shakes his neck to the side.

"You can't. Oh, I can't. Abandoning this guy or assuming he's never been this far... I can't do it. Sorry."

That's what the king says and bows his head to the devil.

"I'm not going back. I can't even forget it. Look at this castle. The earth that leads out. This is my girl. This is all mine. It's mine."

Saying so, the king embraces the woman. Even if there is no salvation or there is nothing more to be done but an end, the king was good with it.

"Hey, devil. I worked hard, I worked hard, and I failed in the end. The result is this, and I'm not willing to create a country like this again. Assuming they tell me I can get it back, I won't."

Then the king raises his head and sees the demon in front of him.

"But if that's the way I want you to be... that's fine with you. You bring Snowman Shirai back to his former world. [M] What your mother or father wants is maybe you. That's why you were born. I bet you thought the Shirai snowmen should go home back then, not me."

That's what the king says. I think of what used to be, I think of what has happened so far, and I entrust my thoughts from here forward.

"I'm sure there was a life that wasn't like this. I'm done here, but that wish is if you make it... that's my wish"

"Really, so you're good?

The king nods at the devil's inquiry. The king nodded that there was still agony and regret, but it would not go away until the end, but that thought alone would not change.

"Oh, this is my end. At the end of the day, it was totally boring, but still, my life is here. I'm done with this guy. That's fine."

With his mouth said so, the king slowly brought him to the throne, and once dreamed with him, he closed his eyes with the woman he walked with in his chest. That was his end. He reached different worlds, united with what he loved at the end of his adventure and became king, and finally accepted himself an unbroken end.

And all that's left is one demon.

Being born only to fulfill the king's wishes, without despair.

It had been moving for seven hundred years to fulfill his wishes. In the process of being all ready, he waited for more than five hundred years for the result of the deeds of the heroic king, who might have been able to fulfill his wishes without trying, but with it failing he began to act.

So there's no stopping him anymore. Even if I sacrifice everything, I won't stop until I get my wish. That was the Devil's wish to be fulfilled.

That's how Yukito, the evil demon king, was here now.

"If Daliang had succeeded, that would have been nice."

"What are you talking about?

Yukito returns "Well" to Jinlai's words waving the spear.

Jinlai doesn't know. That if it were, there might have been a future where nothing would have ended.

For Yukito the devil, he thought that the contract would be complete if Snowman Shirai, born as he once was in the new world built by Tarya, could live his life as it was.

But Taryan, who knew Yukito, did not allow him to enter his world in alarm of the Devil King's obsession, and because Taryan was too aware of a player named Yukito, Snowmen from that world, like the wind sounds, were caught up in the player's cause and effect and died.

Therefore, the Demon King had to carry out his original plan. And he is the devil, but therefore does not choose the 'means' to fulfill his wishes. You can wait no matter how long it takes, and if you have any other means, do it. I don't even feel guilty about how much blood I bleed for that. Because he is a demon, the part that is a person is not lost because he is dead long ago.

That's why Yukito can fight Jinlai purely. I can keep swinging my sword, my spear, my axe, and meeting with Jinlai. Jinlai, by contrast, was about the speed of Shippu and how he managed to be mutual with a two-handed spear. But the equilibrium was also beginning to collapse.

"Nooooooo"

"Fast. No, what's this?

Yes, the equilibrium was gradual, but it was beginning to lean towards Jinlai.

Yukito felt his opponent's speed gradually increase. I had the feeling that Jinlai was not the only one fighting. At first Yukito wondered if it was from Jinlai's riding cat. That's never a mistake either, but the signs weren't just one and the same.

"Right. It's not just cats."

Yukito frowns as he exchanges a stepped Jinlai poke. Yukito's 'Intuition' skills have also continued to be activated since earlier. The man in front of me was warning me that it was changing. And Jinlai laughs.

"Oh, yeah. I'm not alone, and I'm not just a sippy. My right arm is barking, too. If you want to make a pitiful poke, you can replace me. Goddamn it, you, the devil, will understand. There's a soul in this right arm!

With that said, Jinlai poked the right spear and crushed Yukito's sword.

In contrast, Yukito grabbed the dagger immediately and missed a further left spear blow, but the next moment Yukito's body is blown away by Jinlai's palm bottom, who let go of the spear.

"Damn!?

Yukito, disfigured, moves his shield forward, but when Jinlai dares to strike a blow to the shield, Yukito raised his voice close to screaming. What was unleashed was the technique of "Jin". That attack, which is a vibration-breaking move, cannot be prevented, even if it is prevented by a shield.

"That's bad. Stay away from me."

Yukito looks bitter and jumps to take a distance,

"Nah!

Shippu's feet won't allow it. The giant cat explodes the wind and thunder to pack the distance, destroying Yukito's dagger as Jinlai waves the spear again in its momentum. And Yukito realized he was definitely being hunted down.

"Alright, Mr. Jinlai. There you go. Kill him!

There, Chinchillin's voice echoed.

In that word Jinlai said, "Answer!" and at the same time protrude the spear, and Yukito's face, who received it with a shield, is further distorted. That was a much heavier blow than earlier.

"Alright, there you go, Jinlai!

"I asked you, Jin-rai-kun!

Hang on, Jin-rai.

Also, if you noticed, Jinlai's people were screaming at you. While fighting themselves, they were exhorting Jinlai. Adventurers are those who have cut the world open that way. It is they who have gathered their companions and kept walking together.

And Yukito was feeling that Jinlai's presence grew louder with that voice. Seeing how Yukito is like that, Jinlai laughs again.

"Apparently, you know what I mean. They did. You're pushing me. The back of the eagle. Besides, my apprentice tells me to win."

Saying so, the spear blade on Jinlai's right arm was stained with red fighting, and the spear blade on his left arm was stained with white fighting. Hagas' double-tooth spear and the spear of the Holy Unicorn (St. Unicorn). The two spears also continue to rise under the will of each other's Lord.

"It's impossible to lose because you've been eaten so far."

The next blow unleashed was inevitable to Yukito.

No skill whatsoever, just, the best poking. Two blades penetrate Yukito's body, and Yukito is blown away without even taking the form of a demon defense called the heart shell wall.

"Gah!?

Then, due to the impact of the attack, he rolled to the ground, and eventually Yukito, who stopped, slowly raises his upper body. There were two holes in its chest. Yukito, who perceives it to be fatal, said a word, "You're strong."

Open your mouth as Jinlai narrows her eyes to the words.

"I wouldn't have won by myself. At the end of the day, Washi and Shippu, the arm in which the other Washi dwells, and his disciples and companions... that kind of power was in Washi"

Then Jinlai says with a little remorse.

"That's probably where you and I decided to win or lose."

I know it's a shame it's not a triumph with pure self skill only, but when I heard the words Yukito nodded with a slight frown.

"I see... too bad. I could finally fulfill Yukito's wish..."

Yukito, the evil demon king who said so, slowly disappears.

Thinking of an unfulfilled promise, he, unfortunately, ends up just like he said. Jinlai continued to nurse the end of Yukito as he narrowed his eyes.

"Of a king who wants to die a long time ago, the remnants of a dream? But you were definitely strong. It will be carved into my chest, Yukito the Evil Lord."

Then the demon disappears and Jinlai and Shippu turn their heels back to the battlefield.

It should be noted that at the same time as the disappearance of Yukito, a change was taking place in one of the rooms of the decaying Royal Castle, far from Mount Shumi. That's probably a trivial thing that will end up intact, without stopping in anyone's eyes, without anyone knowing.

And the carcasses of the men that were brought to fall upon the throne, and the skulls that the carcasses seemed to hold dear, they fell apart, and became a heap of sand.

It was also the moment when a story spanning seven hundred years ended one dream.