The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

The little bird was ringing.

There is a blue sky with no clouds that goes on everywhere if you look up out the window.

Its sky, pale everywhere as if it were a child's graffiti, also seemed to embody somewhere 'peaceful', with a sigh leaking out of his mouth unexpectedly.

"What are you doing, in here"

Second, my voice sounds from behind.

I put my mask back on that voice I could hear without having to look back.

"... it has nothing to do with you"

"Doesn't matter, hey"

So he shrugged, and the red-eyed man slightly walked into the room, dragging out the chair that was nearby and keeping his hips down.

"It doesn't mean it doesn't matter. I (...) was (...) before (...), (...) before (...) was (...) me (...)

Turn your gaze to that word, little by little.

- Gin-Crashbell.

He once died doing nothing, and he created me (Gil).

He was visiting me.

When you distract yourself from the guy who sat back with his hands on his back, he opens his mouth so that he doesn't feel emotions.

"So, what can I do for you, executor? You didn't come to see me for nothing."

"Sort of. I'm not insensitive enough to come here for nothing."

Insensitive, huh?

Sure, it's insensitive in and of itself that this guy, who's got a buddy and nothing, is visiting me with this guy with a place, but I can't help but say around there.

Anyway, it's Gin-Crashbell.

That alone is the reason for all the action.

- Um, the story of the ash paint is over.

It's like a dream last.

The fire of salvation failed, and the fiery demon Ifried descended, and this I defeated, begged for help, and this man and that woman appeared.

And defeated Ifried, the fiery demon, with one hassle.

The result was countless people who had risen from death and painstakingly regained consciousness, as well as a few who were still unconscious. And finally, only one man lost sight of everything, purpose, will and justice.

The chaos and the demons disappeared within the blind standing, and people were taken to the headquarters of the ambulance created in the kingdom by the gates of transition created by this man, and those still unconscious were brought here - to the Kingdom Hospital.

And in the middle of it, I was brought here again.

"... why did you let me live"

If I had noticed, that's what I was asking.

If you look at him, he was about to start talking about something, and he was staring at me with his eyes round, and for some reason, he had himself getting annoyed by the way he looked.

"I... failed. You can't save, you can't exchange something, you just scratched the world for nothing when it comes to what you did"

That's right, squealing, looking up out the window.

I see it for the first time in my life, pale skies.

For the first time in my life, I see a colored view.

I see it for the first time in my life, people's smiles.

I know that they are all hypocrisies that have hidden so much misfortune behind them.

But I don't... I don't know what to do with it anymore.

"What is justice? What the hell is right and what is wrong? Did I keep making a mistake? Is this the best we can do?"

I kept going, and I turned my gaze on the man.

There's a Ginn looking at me in silence.

"Is this world - right?

To that question.

The man answered this without getting lost.

That, a little later.

I was in a hospital room.

……

In front of me, one man is asleep.

This man had no talent.

He's retarded, naive in skill, inferior in power to the devil's me.

But at the end of the day, this man killed me and showed me.

If it hadn't been for that man's resilience, he would definitely have died. They wore my heart's heart without regard for the dimensions, and I was dead.

"Discuss…?"

When I won, I screamed once.

But that doesn't mean I beat the world to death with this man.

My purpose is to execute salvation.

The purpose of this man is to kill me, but to defeat me. The emotion of stopping salvation in him was dusty.

It was just then that I was in him - a strong desire to win.

It was just a pure thought that you wanted to beat me at any rate.

I won the battle.

It was my victory to the point of summoning salvation, even though it didn't end well.

But if they ask you if you've beaten death, it's...

"... Justice, huh?"

Potty, behind me leaking words, I heard the door open.

Looking back to the rare signs, there was one woman standing there.

"- Elsa, the king of phantoms."

"Yes, it's Elsa"

She opened her mouth so whispering without showing any upset that I had been read the signs.

"When I asked Mr. Ginn where you were right now, I came because he said he was here... Am I interrupting?

"... what, until I thought I'd see the face of the weak man still sleeping in the habit of 'beating' me"

the weak, and.

Elsa opened her eyes small to those words of mine.

"... what"

And, when asked small, she put her hands on her mouth and zeroed a grin when she creaked, but quickly regained the calming atmosphere, she smiled and opened her mouth.

"After all, there was no madness in my eyes."

I had a slight bad feeling about the words.

"What are you talking about?"

"A great sinner who acted in accordance with his own justice, abandoned his place and tried to destroy the world. That sin, which caused a great war between God and man and the devil, must be punishable by nature."

…………

I couldn't return anything to that word.

Yeah, you're right.

Why am I alive?

I did all that.

I trampled on all those lives.

Despite that, why am I standing here?

I'm not supposed to deserve to go back to that place, of course, to live.

"- And you'd think it would be normal."

But I looked up to that word that Elsa continued.

"To be honest, you're not a big sinner."

"... what are you talking about"

When asked about the words, which she did not understand, she smiled and said:

"- 'Cause nobody's dead, right?"

I accidentally opened my eyes to that word.

Lots dead, lots killed.

But all of them are back, alive.

"I did do a lot of things. But that's, like, an attempted murder, or an injury offense, or something like that. You may not be able to return to your place, but still, you deserve to live and create a future."

To the words, somehow, I held the mask down and leaned down.

If I was looking directly into her eyes, something, because she was about to stick up.

Elsa's voice echoes again from the front as her eyes hold the mask feeling curly hot.

But that word totally exceeds my assumptions.

"So, Mr. Gill. I'd like to triumph over a job with no place to live."

"............ what?

Such a dumb voice leaked out of my mouth.

- There, it was a small church.

The city 'Pasilia' was travelled and reached by using the transfer gate from Wang Du.

That, in the back of an idyllic city somewhere.

A little more than enough to keep walking back through between homes and dwellings.

There was a small church there, a light coming from above.

"This is..."

I felt like I knew.

I don't have all his memories.

I just felt like I knew the place.

One day, a long time ago, I felt I had visited.

"This is an orphanage I run. Well, Mr. Ginn's only been here once, but Mr. Giln's never been here before, right?"

With that said, Elsa walks out, who was walking next door.

Finally, under silent pressure, I walk out again.

The orphanage had a large garden.

On a young grassy carpet, walking down a path paved by stone and reaching the front of the orphanage, Elsa opened both its open doors without hesitation.

- And what I saw in my eyes was countless smiles.

"" "Welcome back!!" "

"Yes, I'm back now"

There were countless children there.

I'm in an orphanage - that is, abandoned or sold by my parents.

Either way, you wouldn't have a 'good past'. What those kids were floating about was an uncontrolled smile.

"Ko, this is..."

"Ah! Who's one of those masks -!

"Wow! Oh, my God!

"So, Dasa...!? What are you guys!

When you yell unintentionally, the silence spreads as soon as possible.

The children, who had been in good health until earlier, were clenching their lips and clenching their fists as if they could indulge in something, and their eyes were filled with large tears.

- Shit.

Having been so sure of that 'decimation' before, I managed to stop it, but Elsa's voice echoed before it.

"Yes, I don't cry. I don't cry. If you cry, some fake brave man will come."

As soon as, tears disappeared from the children's eyes as if the word had become a special effect.

Who the hell is that 'fake brave man'? There were a lot of things I wanted to ask, but before that, I would yell at the words Elsa said again.

"You still had the introduction. This man's name is Gil. As a matter of fact, he was seriously injured when he had a nasty, rumbling illness called tundelle. I brought her here today to work in this orphanage after she was rehabilitated."

"Oh, hey! I didn't hear that, you piece of shit!

That's what I shout at.

But it seems that the word was meant to prove Elsa's line, and I feel the atmosphere of the children who were looking at me with some frightened eyes shifting from 'fear' to 'pity' and 'curiosity'.

"Kamen's brother...... poor thing"

"Girlie! Don't screw it up!

"Ugh, shut up, you clutter!

Yelling so, but the children just ran out to scatter with pleasure, and there was a pleasant grin on those faces.

"Pfft. Mr. Gill is still a good babysitter. I asked Mr. Ginn to tell you, didn't you hear?

"Ko, this... ugh"

When I glanced over the mask at Elsa as she was embedded, I felt Elsa's eyes, laughing, take a serious taste.

"... to Sakura-cho, fake brave... not Armour, and Zero. They say you're all alive."

…………

The words stuck my breath unexpectedly.

"Sakura-cho was quite seriously injured, and he rushed right after that...... or he hasn't regained consciousness yet, although he was treated by Gin, who apparently was watching him out for signs. But still, Mr. Armor, and Mr. Zero almost healed the wound."

That's what went on. She peeks softly into my eyes under the mask.

She relentlessly spoke of the fact to me as I distracted myself from trying to escape those golden eyes.

"- Why didn't you kill anyone?

To that word, I did not return the answer.

- No, I couldn't give it back, should I?

That time, that time when I shook the Great Sickle of Adams to zero.

By the time I realized it, I was waving a big sickle right next to her.

"Hey, what... so"

As Zero's bewildered voice sounded, I shot magic into the seal of a Mediterranean city and destroyed it, rushing toward the world tree without saying anything.

The reason I floated at that time - even if I didn't kill him now, I didn't think it would change my destiny to die in the flames of salvation.

But now I think.

The truth is, why didn't I stab them then?

"- Well, I'm not going to ask you more about that answer."

Elsa, who continued to do so, turns her gaze to the children.

There she was, laughing joyfully, staring at the kids, and seeing them smiling, she did say this, mouthful.

"The world is ugly. But even these kids can't seem ugly."

To that word, the word the man spoke passes the back of his brain.

I don't know if I'm right. But it's also true that I'm pregnant with what you call [ugliness]. So keep thinking. How can I be at peace? How can I create happiness?... Well, in the end, we just have to keep scratching our feet so that the balance of happiness and misfortune is pointed in the right direction '

Remember that word and think.

The man, after that, said:

- It would be a waste not to believe in the future, he said.

Believe in the future.

That probably means believing in these kids, who are going to create a future.

"The world cannot be changed by itself. There's no guarantee anywhere we can change, even if we get together a lot."

Though.

That's what went on. Elsa laughs.

"We guide these kids through the future they make. I think that's the way to go."

to that word.

on that newly presented path.

I just laughed and told him this.

"- Just a little scratch."

Thus the story, which began with despair, closed the curtain.

Though my place isn't there anymore.

Still, I keep thinking about those people, about the world.

To a world full of happiness.

To a world where they can live happily ever after.

Lead the future to such a world (children).

Think about it, I think.

- And that path, well, it's not bad.