SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

3.

Drums ring in the dark.

Two-way...

No, it's not a drum. Thud. It sounds like footsteps, but it's not footsteps because no one moves. Thud, thud. Knng. Actors who have already fallen off the stage in seclusion - swoop, turn their heads toward the direction of the one-eyed, one-armed, deaf, and heard the sound.

There I am.

I crawl off the stage with my whole body on fire.

- Wagarh...

Salt salts 24093;.

Actors shrug.

- Kar...

-Ke.

- Karcasa...

Fearful tremors. They whisper in the void, like snakes in the shade.

- Shh.

- Larc.

- Gourd.

It's not just a language. A long time ago, I was picking acorns under a primordial tree. The whisper of a time when the voice and the voice were not yet distinguished, actors muttered. Shh. Larc. Gur. Shh. Larc.

-.......

The audience closed their mouths one day because of the uncomfortable whisper.

The Hobgoblins couldn't understand the language mumbled by their ancient ancestors.

But I just don't understand it.

The audience breathed. I could feel the unpleasantness and anxiety of their vocal cords vomiting most naturally, and the beasts of green skin.

- Shh.

- Larc.

- Gourd.

Actors roam around me in fear. Shh. Every time they make a step, my error resonates and plays music. Larc. When you slow down, the music slows down. Gur. As I get closer, the music gets more intense.

- Wagarh.

My flame spreads on a dark stage.

[Yes.]

I am as long on four legs as a beautiful barbarian.

[I am the salt.]

Grrrrr, the streets are groaning out of my mouth.

The actors who are approaching stop and become flawed.

[I am the fire of the world.]

The voice is corrupted by error.

The roar of an animal growls from his jaw.

[I am a successful man.]

The floor of the stage shakes and the air in the dark audience trembles.

I'm bleeding to death.

The tune is strange and the rhythm is strange. Shh-lack-gur. there's a musical melody. Sh-lakh-gur. Mocking and mocking the world, the audience in the front row shrugs their shoulders.

[Be jealous of me. Sick. Worship.]

What comes out of my mouth is the sound of my tongue fluttering at the most. There are more words than that. I do not speak in words, but speak out in errors.

[The world is only a firewood to burn me a little more.]

Shhh.

[I annoy your jealousy. I want you to recognize my annoyance. Fire cannot burn alone. You trivial beings will have to live around me as endless firewood.]

Larc.

[I laugh at my success. So I laugh at those of you who cannot succeed even more loudly. I mock your attention. Therefore, I mock those who are not interested even more loudly.]

Gur.

[I am the humble one.]

[I scrutinize everything with my careless eyes. I examine life with a bold look. Even my success loses that fever in front of my eyes. But since I am more successful than anyone else, I constantly remind you of my success.]

[Unwary eyes.]

[With a bold face.]

[So your success will not be a success. Your struggle is worthless because you have not succeeded. From your greatest hardships to your smallest successes, everything is insignificant and insignificant in front of me.]

Put your front foot out.

The flame burns.

Actors are shocked and scattered. He ran away.

- Wagarh!

My teeth are killing me.

[You're acting like people.]

[But there is only one person in the world.]

[The only person's name, it is‘ me ’.]

The fire is ignited.

Fire engulfs the stage and swallows the audience.

Hic.

I hear groaning in the audience.

Some audiences instinctively blew errors against my fire.

I smile deeper - the music is louder.

[Only I am a person.]

My flames simply catch the error of the audience.

and gently stroke the neck of the audience with a six-branch flame.

- Ugh.

The audience sitting in the front row convulsed. The number 21 warrior. He lets out a cold sweat with his eyes wide open.

The theater is already hell.

[I introduce my success and say 'nothing’.]

[Then, what are you that have not achieved anything?]

Not even nothing.]

[It will be nothing but dust.]

The laughter of salt.

The movement of the salty arm.

Look around the stage with a smile of salt.

The one-eyed actor, Arika, winks at me.

[I love the beasts who reveal their furrows.]

We run.

The one-eyed Arika runs away screaming.

[Purely trust someone. Self-expressive naivety.]

[These are soft enough to swallow in one mouth!]

There is a fire where Arika tries to flee.

The one-eyed Arika turns around and runs away.

I will once again stop him with the veil of fire.

Drive out prey.

- Help me!

Arika's got a big mouth on her.

It's just tingling, and it's not actually ringing.

It can be silenced as if it were made out of error.

I grab Arika's scream and snap her neck.

[Why run away?]

- Help me, please...

[Don't run away. I am your father.]

Arika shouts for a neck rest.

- Please! Help me, don't kill me... Don't kill me...!

But his voice doesn't reach the audience.

When viewed in the audience, she just frowned and frowned.

-.......

The audience watched the silent terminals while killing their breath.

[Baby.]

He prowls towards Arika.

[I'm not hurting you.]

Lock up Arika with the Veil of Fire.

Push to narrow down the chasm.

Arika settles down like a child trapped in a small cubicle.

- Don't kill me...

[It's okay.]

- Please...

The one-eyed child shed tears.

- Help me, Mom...

Then.

Open your mouth to slit Arika's throat.

My fangs don't dig through the skin.

Instead, the error sinks into the flesh with murder in its hands.

- Aaahhhh!

Arika takes over.

Roar in agony.

I don't trap sound anymore. Let the screams explode and resonate in the theater.

- Aah! Aah!

Until now, the audience who had watched the silent struggle suddenly shrugged by the sound of a burst scream. There was an incantation that could not be seen as‘ smoke ’in front of their eyes.

- What the...

- Is that...

Some swallowed saliva. Some groaned. Some of the back lines were actually mistaken, and got up in the audience and ran outside the theater. However, the majority of the audience stared at the stage dazed by the flames.

[I am the fire of the world.]

Hunting never stops.

In the middle of hell.

I became a bloodthirsty beast and ran to find my next victim.

Yumar the one-armed man and Sakum the one-armed man scream and run away.

- Help me!

Music is flowing.

- They're coming!

I'm innocent.

If I'm wrong, it's the fault of the world that gave birth to me. It's the world that made me this way.

Humans only bend their heels according to the shape of the world.

I'm supposed to live the way it was made, but where is my fault?

[Dance!]

Shh, Larc, Gur.

[The world is my stage!]

Shh. Larc. Gur.

[Don't blame me. I'm just like you. The world was born just like you.]

[Only stronger than you.]

[It is natural for the weak to be eaten by the strong. You should blame me, not the world.]

The blazing flame.

I run wild.

I puke fire all I want, and I pick my teeth all I want.

- Aaaah!

Yumar, the one-armed man, falls. Defeat Sakum of the Outer Ones.

It's okay. They're animals.

For man, the beast is nothing but meat, so it is not murder, but slaughter.

Two o'clock!

Drum roll.

Two o'clock!

Bloody flames set the theater on fire.

Even after all three actors have fallen, my roar doesn't seem to stop. Larc! The audience trembles. As I tremble, I see Orion's dance son-in-law boiling on the stage.

- Town...!

A young audience dozed off. He slumps over the side man's shoulder, foaming at his side, and his whole body is stiff. It doesn't help.

Two o'clock!

Finally, the music reached its peak.

A large crowd bursts through the theater door.

- All units, halt!

Good Hopgoblins have surrounded Ur's audience.

- All units, halt! All stop!

- We've been informed that a genocide and arson is in progress here! Anyone who ignores the warning and moves will be arrested with impurity molecules! That became the starting point.

The air that was pulled taut by tension snapped like a pick and a rope.

Then the audience barely breathed out the breath that had stopped so far.

- Huff.

- Huff... huh, huff...!

The audience sat down as if the fault had collapsed everywhere.

It even loosened the lower back and slipped off the seat.

"Hmm."

I also glanced at the guards with frowned eyebrows because the flow was broken. I don't know how serious the report was, but Hobgoblins from the security guard were on all sides.

- Rescue first!

- Where's the arsonist?

- There's a man down on stage!

Hobgoblins rushed to the actors. A one-eyed arica, a one-armed yumar, and a one-eyed sakum. When he saw three people lying on the stage, he mistook them for "dead."

Of course, there were no fatalities in the performance.

- No... wait.

- Rich, you don't have to carry him. I'm fine!

Actors stood up one by one, slapping their hands.

- Are you hurt? How's your head?

- Uh, nothing! It's totally fine!

- I hear there's been a massacre. Where did he run off to? Were you held hostage?

- Well...

Arika, the one-eyed woman, looks eccentric.

- What massacre and hostages. None of that ever happened.

Yumar, the one-armed man, cries out.

- We're acting! You bastards!

The guards have stopped.

-... smoke?

I'm in the middle of a show! We're in the theater! This is a theater. We were in the middle of a play!

-.......

By the way, I was held captive by the misguided security forces. I was able to relieve the oppression as much as I wanted, but it was ridiculous, so I followed him gently.

The guards slowly turned to me.

- I got a report of a fire...

I nodded.

Bloop.

Errors bloomed from the tips of my fingers.

“It's my fault. It's like fire.”

-... an animal bit and killed innocent people.

“I played the puppy, and there were actors playing the scapegoat. I took them down during the play, of course. ”

That is.

"Someone reported it because it was too realistic."

-.......

At this point, the guards realized something was wrong, too. Instead of being alert, embarrassed, rather than living, embarrassment appeared on the faces of the security forces.

The audience has already begun to rumble.

- What is it?

- Who reported it...?

The reaction was rapidly exacerbated.

- What about the show?

- You didn't kill her, did you?

- What's going on?

- Those stupid security guards!

- Another habit of sneaking in and seeing things!

Waggle, waggle.

When I hear complaints from everywhere, the head of the security guard's expression rapidly deteriorates.

I smiled and approached the head of the party.

“What do I do, sir? This looks like it's ruined the show today. ”

- Ugh...

“Sorry! Customers! Today's performance is over for nothing! Our extreme bullshit has stopped following the warning of the guards' [POWER OFF]! Please follow the instructions of the security team to leave in an orderly fashion. Oh, by the way... ”

I smiled at the security guard.

“Are you responsible for the refund of your performance? ”

-.......

The audience exploded.

The city's theater system also exploded that day.

[drama that was too realistic and reported]