Star Slashing Swordsman

It was burning.

Everything was on fire.

The blood tide boils badly and I feel the illusion as if it's burning. Emotions, souls, everything was probably burning at this time. The thirst burns itself, and the struggle burns.

"... ha ha"

This, poor condition.

My whole body is screaming, and if there's a limit to it, I guess that's way past the old days.

I'm on the ground now, lighting red flags clearly and ignoring information indicating a crisis that could be sued from my brain.

Stand in this land, be there.

Why is that? Why not?

It is decided.

The answer had already been decided, and I was more aware of it myself than anyone else. I fear everywhere. It's "frightening."

To fail to fulfill the thirst that has been raised.

To let go of the longing I had.

So I could ignore even the critical signs of life that my brain emitted. I'd rather thirst than ignore that signal, which should be accepted without question. I was more afraid of dying without being able to make Star Slash.

"Uncomfortable. Oh, I'm sorry."

I used to live every day just waving my bars out. I was aiming for 'star slaughter' and was constantly waving it. One day, I'll slash the 'star'. Just to make that wish come true. Towards vague aspirations, the act of continuing to wield had always led to such small doubts that even he could not realize himself.

If I tell you, it's far away.

"Star Slash" is too far away.

Located far away from me now, there was therefore some anxiety as to whether I could really reach it.

Because the whole process didn't exist. The whole part that hits the growth process leading up to "star slaughter". So.

That's why I felt uncomfortable.

For the first time, the walls that I could cross met each other. That was, above all, unpleasant.

…………

Auga was staring at me suspiciously.

An orga in my eyes is a kind of battle freak who finds value in living on the blind line of an instant. So I guess I've instinctively understood. Me and Auga are decidedly different in nature.

In spite of this, this is how I say it. At the bottom of my heart, I was just saying it was fun and I couldn't help it. There, be surprised. Why do you think you are?

"It's easy. I'm laughing because it's fun. Why are you wondering what's normal? Hey, hey!!

Dominated by exhilaration, he screams and inspires as much as he thinks.

In the meantime, the fierce attack continues, and my eyes, narrowed like the eyes of a cat's, capture the blow of an orga, spilling a spark as I recieve everything.

"'... Kuha, hahaha'"

Distorts the corner of his mouth, and Auga makes him try to breathe like he laughed. Its appearance, painted with joy, was something I didn't really think I was in pain, even though one eye was crushed and my right arm slashed off.

Shake, shake, keep shaking.

I don't know how to stop a sword attack that keeps slashing and tearing the atmosphere down endlessly.

Life companionship.

In spite of the fact that this is a killing, me and Auga were. He said it would be fun. I just said it wouldn't be fun.

"Really, I'm glad it's you. Because if the one standing in front of me right now wasn't Auga (you) I'm sure I wouldn't have gotten here!!!

Because I met Auga, I grew up. Let me raise my voice and say that I grew up because of the Auga.

I'm sure, because without this struggle, there wouldn't have been a 'sword' in my hand if I had been wrong. It was the orga in front of me that kicked my ass. So let me scream. Let's thank you. Be thankful ——— let's wave the sword. Because that would be the biggest payback I can get.

"In order to form the 'Star Slash', you must always keep challenging the standing wall!! You're not the only one who made me aware of that!!

From that moment on, when I saw the "Star Slash" yume, I aspired to be a swordsman. I envisioned "star slaughter". With a thirst that no one would understand, I continued to work out foolishly. But I can't. To that extent, it doesn't go far. It's not enough. Everything is lacking. Everything is missing.

There was only one thing I needed.

All I did was keep pushing myself.

Walls that would not have arrived, your limits. Even common sense was all about smashing and surpassing.

——— I want to prove 'the strongest'.

A lid letter that appears stale by the time there's nothing you can do about it in words. But it's heavier than anything, far away.

It's not easy. The lid. That lid is never the only one.

"So --uhh!!!

I've already admitted it.

Instinct had acknowledged it since we first met.

The orga in front of you is superficial. He says he is much more upward than I am.

"So I go beyond you!!!

I hit my head against the wall to be exceeded, and I distanced myself from the orga. Already, dozens of swords exchanged. But no matter how temperamental he behaved, the end was coming right to the side, trying to look good. Each other, the limits are beyond what they used to be. Still it was the will or the obsession that kept you waving.

"Ha-ha-ha."

Thoughtfully inhale the chilled air and take it into your lungs. And then I gave in and ran my blood through my eyes, which I was getting accustomed to in the dark night, before stretching my strength all over my body.

The sweat that erupts. The next one doesn't exist to me when I'm standing there with my energy. Really, this is the last time. Cry or laugh, this is it.

"Slash--Ruh!!!!

Desire. Desire. Hope.

Put all your thoughts on it, and I'll start fleshy again.

Your right arm stays droopy. Therefore, only the left arm depends.

One step. I stepped strongly on the earth, being struck by the feeling that the further I proceeded, the shredder my life span.

Fantasizing the sound of something being destroyed.

Even though I understood it was not an illusion, I put my strength into my left arm.

And crossing sword lines.

Recirculate it and strike a blow that could be a definite kill as a counter. That determines the battle. That was the plan in my head. But...

"Ah, guh...!?

In a moment, I screamed bikily.

It resonated clearly to the brain before it could even be confused that it was the fault of the mind, and the originator immediately understood it. He came here and said that not only his right arm, but also his left arm, which had the sword in his hand, had been destroyed.

I can hold the sword somehow.

But the blanks of that moment were now too deadly in this moment. I guess it's because I couldn't successfully absorb the power that was being directed at me and put into my sword.

Likewise at the same time, the boneless sword that was in his hands cracked and his sword body was broken into two pieces.

Part of the sword thrown out into the universe. The emotions held by the orga who saw it. It was a joy.

A grin as a winner emerged clearly.

A full, creative body that has lost even the means to prevent it.

There is only one way to escape the impending sword attack left to me.

——— Avoiding. That was all.

Pull the body. Jump back. Run, Lo.

Faster than sending such instructions from the brain to the body, fortunately in misfortune, the limbs were moving.

My body falling back trying to jump off the spot.

However,

"'Tanoji, Gatta'"

Auga was sure.

Whatever you scratch, this blow.

Only this blow, carried out in suspension, is inevitable at the earliest opportunity. So I just got the mouthpiece that this was the last time.

"--Huh, Gu"

Exhausted and desperately trying to overcome this predicament using a torn body until it wears out. But still, there wasn't enough time.

And ————— a red splash went up in front of me.

Blood gushing from your body. Distant consciousness. Because of the sight in front of me that I was slashed, I understand without a response. Falling body. Shaking vision.

And you lost interest or you turned your back on me. Oh, no. I can't do that.

Because I'll kill you.

So I won't tolerate you walking away from me. I can still fight. We should be able to fight. So, so.

In my fading consciousness, I even repeat those words. Move it. It's gonna be over here. I have to slaughter him. So, move. Come on, let's go later. So ———

——— Move it.

Za.

When I realized it, I was making the sound of stepping on the soil.

I didn't think so, and Auga, who would have turned around, was stunned to open her eyes. It's like, just saying that reality is lying.

Even the ghost was surprised as if he had seen it.

(Until the gut, it hasn't arrived...)

Fortunately, I jumped back, but the first wave didn't reach my organs. Confirm it and exhale in relief. Pain dominates the whole body, and the body is already insane. I could barely feel the feeling anymore.

(From here, will it arrive?)

At a distance of about 5 m.

With my sword, I thought it would arrive from here. No, that's how it was disconnected.

"Now, I won't let you get away"

Tell with a diminished voice of hegemony.

On the left hand, a wave of sword that was at some point newly built. I swung it up slowly.

I can only use it once.

That's what I thought it was, but somehow it's like I can use it now. That's what I felt. So, I...

The particles gathered, and he breathed out, blind to the broken sword that was forming the shape of the sword again.

"--Huh!!!

An orga in a hurry to erect a great sword.

But such things don't do any good in front of me (...). How could you?

Isn't that natural?

"At the end of the day, you lost your breath by not trying to stop it for sure."

The blow I'm about to take is the swordsman's move for "Star Slash". Helplessly scattered as much ash as is blown, such as a half-livable defense.

Oh, oh. Take it. Take this blow.

Not with such a broken bar. As a swordsman, take this move that will be unleashed with the Sword in your hand.

Next time, I don't need it.

That's it. So let it go without thinking about it later.

Both arms and legs. Everything's broken. But shoot away.

Spirit all over you, take the blow of 'Star Slash' ---!

"Slash and tear ------"

That's just a substandard move with a broken bar and letting you amputate an arm like Round Tai. It was the only 'star slaughter' move that terrorized Auga's instincts.

Deliver this blow to the stars.

"--Shooting Star--Shh!!!!