Star Slashing Swordsman

What came up in the back of my brain was --a scene I once had.

in memory.

"--Your sole is the earliest illness." Star slaughter "," Star slaughter ", both the day you come and the day you come. Have you become an idiot? Am I? '

Endless wilderness.

The battlefield sky, where the roar was busily pounding until a few minutes ago, was closed to dark clouds and dyed by creepy oblique yangs.

Right on the side, the other swordsman's man just laughed, saying 'Right,' even though he was poked at the words to do it with provocation.

'This is not the earliest reason.... and there is no means or place to prove my sanity in trying to penetrate this act anywhere'

So --proclaim it to your liking.

I don't remember asking for anything to understand. That has always been the case. The swordsman's man says he will remain unchanged in no way.

'If I tell you, that's the one that's gonna hit me. Even I don't know. I may or may not be insane enough to show my obsession with star slaughter in your eyes.

He just said it wasn't a reason after all.

I have decided that I am right. Then that is enough reason to martyr on that path.

I don't need empathy, and I don't need understanding.

Neither sympathy, let alone cooperation, requires everything. So the swordsman's man concluded that it doesn't matter what people think of him other than me.

"... hey, it's totally too late for you."

"I Know"

"So, what's the deal?

"Regardless."

That's what I'm going to say without even a blink of an eye.

I didn't feel stubborn just saying that I wasn't even willing to listen to the other person's opinion, and the guy talking to me was looking up at the sky.

Still no hand application, spilling stupidity.

"... of a child, that's the big mouth when I was suspicious of even fully understanding the logic of things. I know I'm being ridiculous too, but I still have nothing else to fulfill, right? That's the only promise I've made to a dead guy. '

"You're too disciplined for anything."

"You'll find out someday, too."

————— Even if I die like this, I'm not afraid.... because I have * * * * on me. So I'm not afraid. I'm not scared. Even if I die, I just become a star and see the bravery of * * * * * * in my special seat.

"With those straight eyes, oh, I can't say no. You can't expose yourself. So hang on for the rest of your life, but I'll try to kill the stars.... No, not for the rest of my life. If this raw doesn't work, the next raw. If that still doesn't work, that next raw. If it's definitely me as a matter of course, I'll spend it '

She said it was childhood bullshit, but she believed it all foolishly and honestly.

... Even though that would be the law story, you would have to be true if you were to be shown that way as you approach the end of your life.

That's the backbone of a swordsman who won't be understood anywhere. It's just bullshit. "Why don't you stop talking when you form a star slayer?

'... I knew you were insane. With a straight eye, a man who preaches a crazy cut word as he deserves is sane. "

--Your sole is the earliest curse beyond sickness.

From the other man's point of view, the swordsman's eyes were straight everywhere. The determination and readiness to be held in the back of my eyes was undoubtedly authentic.

But the brilliance of living there was irresistible and dangerous, and I couldn't even tell you that it was insane, even if my mouth was torn.

"Oh, I don't know what you're saying, but I don't. Sure, to slay a star is bullshit, sanity is impossible."

But I've already decided to make it.

Whatever he sacrificed, he decided to slash the stars and prove them.

I took an oath. At that time, in that place.

The swordsman's man affirmed.

Her, that word. There was also the option of making a denial and living the way it has always been. As a mediocre swordsman, there was certainly an option to stay alive.

But the swordsman's man chose to look good.

He crushed the option of mediocre.

So I can't turn my back no matter what.

'But I have no choice but to slash. That's everything. "

"Is that why you're bragging to push yourself? Like one of the idiots, I said," I'm a star slayer, so I'm a star slayer. "

"Well."

'... Ha, me and you. How many years do you think we've been dating? "

'... is that true, too'

They were best friends.

It was a pattern that could also be called childhood friendliness.

So, for the most part, we don't have to run out of words to understand each other.

Therefore, the swordsman's man, as he perceived

'... just fine. The word "star slayer" is just as good for me as it is for me. The word becomes a blade that beats reality on me that is floated by heat over and over again. It slashes and rips my confidence to bits. That's why it's just fine (...)'

Yes, mouth it.

"" If you call it star slaughter, you will inevitably be laughed at. The dreamy man and the majority of humans will laugh. You'd make a fool of yourself. Anyway, that's all the act is a great feat. But that's why I have to call myself the Star Slasher.

Being laughed at means nothing more than the fact that your martial arts don't have to kill the stars and are still far from the "strongest" everyone admits.

"After all, what did you say?"

"Well, I slashed the stars, so I'm not a" starslayer. "I'm a star slayer.

'... shit. I don't care what you say. I don't know.'

To put it more plainly and succinctly, the man sighed at the throw.

But a man breaks up without any difficulty.

Because that's how he understood a swordsman exchanging words was who he was, and he was acting together like this. So it always makes me laugh when it's like you in the end.

There's only one reason a man acts with an idiot who keeps naming himself "the star slayer."

Because it simply could not be left alone.

Never speak.

Because he promised. Perhaps he won't just say the word when he dies.

But I'm sure he understands it as thin. I'm sure it's impossible to make a "star slayer" on yourself.

But I will dedicate my life desperately for someone else, and I will do it for someone else.

It's funny, ugly, pathetic, much more than a luxurious arm to put your heart into it and scratch it everywhere -- and it was irresistibly honorable.

"Eh. Looks like you picked me up while I was saying that?

This is a wilderness with no burning ashes. Battlefield earth.

Conflict is not over yet.

Apparently, they know about us. If I didn't think I'd step in, I wouldn't have let a wizard lurk behind me like a jerk. Proximity isn't a battle, is it?

The distance is a few hundred meters in total.

Enough to recognize the bean-grain-like silhouette and the fact that slightly larger magic formations are depicted in the void.

What are you gonna do? Hey ----" Star Slash "

I don't mind worrying, but the man says with a nervous grin that there's no time left for you.

Sometimes you say, "Have you ever seen a night when the stars come down?"

"Am I?"

"I'm an irrational chunk. They descend abruptly knowing that the speed of the stars will never be followed by the human foot."

He says I want to slay him somehow, but I can't slay him with that.

"I thought I'd slay even the falling stars for the shoulder habit of slashing the stars that float in the sky, but this is hard to do again. If you know where you're going to come down, even though you don't know it, you've realized that it's impossible to kill a star from the sky properly. '

"Ho? That's a decent opinion for you."

"So, against it, I decided to set the stars down, too."

'... a correction. I knew you were you. I can't even feel the dust. "

"If the sword does not arrive, until we have somehow delivered the means of attack of slashing, which is not the sword"

'... what are you going to do?

'I'm telling you. When I descend the stars too (...)'

"... the stars descend, night?

"That's a beautiful thing. At a speed that doesn't go unnoticed, countless stars descend in the dark at night."

I've never actually seen it with these eyes, but I still remember it. Fantastic sights of the night when the stars descend.

"... what the hell is wrong with that?"

"It's a simple story. If you can't get close, take them down without getting close. Nothing. If we don't get close, we're not gonna tear it apart. There are no rules anywhere."

So --I decided to cut and tear the target apart by descending the stars, too.

"... enough to be done. But why didn't you do it from the beginning?

"It hurts."

"Naturally. If I'm in your shoes, I'll shift to it right after I feel uncomfortable approaching you the first time. Definitely."

".................. n"

And a moment of silence to pinch.

Eventually,

"Truth be told, there's no such thing as confidence in the moves as hopelessness."

Disclose the truth.

Keep going, I don't know what's gonna happen, but since I prefaced.

"Well, I won't dare. Anyway, this is where you use it, whether you're a parent or not, whatever it is you can use -- the city of Minaura. I know it's an unworthy memory, but there's no such thing as an exception."

"Ah, hmm?

What's this all about? and Shiva wrinkling between her eyebrows. But without being stupid and honest about it, I blocked his words.

If I were to explain, I would definitely be a feather that would take a lot of time.

"So, what, I have to apologize to Shiva for one thing."

This is a move that mimics the night the stars descend.

It is a "star slashing" technique knitted out of the standard by one person who knocked down countless flowing stars and hoped that they would not slash and tear them apart.

"Because if it goes well, there could be less damage to Shiva"

So I decided to apologize in advance.

"... Oh, my God, I don't know. Then I don't mind. I don't want to fuck around a little bit."

"You know what?"

Shiva's strength is already to my knowledge.

If it was a degradation imitation I roll out, I laugh softly wondering if I was worried unnecessarily.

And.

"Well, I'll give it a try, sweet as you say"

One decode that comes to mind shortly afterwards.

To create the scaffolding, I said it.

"----" Sword Creation (Creation)"