I keep walking from that place into the back of the deep woods.
And after a while, I went out to the place I opened it.
Its open location is less humid than in the woods, and if the sun was out, it must have been an easy place to spend.
But there was no sun in the Hate Sky, and it was a Hate Cloudy Sky.
"... I remember"
I climb a sleek slope and bend down under a tree.
From there, there was a view of the meadow on one side.
The grass swings in the wind and plays a calm sound.
This is where I first went out.
Next door, no one.
Both Cyan and Scott.
It was just me, sitting under a tree.
Quiet time flies.
Now that I think about it, it's been a long time since I've had these calm moments.
Everything is different now than then.
I was painfully aware of that.
I look up at my own house.
A house where nothing has changed, as if time had stopped.
But now that I know everything, the house looked very different to me.
... what, shouldn't have.
I've lived desperately to this day.
"Answer me. Tell me, give it to me. Yo...!
Ask in the sky, desperately, softly.
My parents hated me, and at the same time my sister hated me.
And no more friends who understood me.
I didn't like it.
I didn't want to be alone.
But I was alone from the start.
I was afraid to understand that I was alone, and I just kept looking away.
I was born and I was losing everything.
There was only one thing I could remember right now.
Those were my parents, not Cyan or Scott.
My, just two parents before I became a wise man.
"Ah, ah..."
Help me.
Help me, Dad. Mother.
I don't like it anymore.
I don't want to kill anyone.
I don't want to fight anyone.
"Awwwwwwwww!!
The screaming of one man persists.
When I noticed, it was starting to rain around.
"Even me, even me... Huh!
... I don't get the answer back.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!
That's the 'human' thought I've been hiding.
Even Alice, even Alba, didn't really want to kill her.
I just wanted you to admit it.
I wanted you to admit that we're the same people, even our people.
The truth is, I wanted to be forgiven.
I wanted to forgive you.
The rain grains on his shoulders keep his clothes wet.
Cold.
It's cold, and I can't even move my hand to stop the tears.
The truth is, I just wanted to laugh with everyone, fall in love with someone, live those normal lives.
Here, I believed I could take back what I lost.
Here... I must have believed I would be forgiven too.
But it's just reality, putting my nails up on my back.
Ouch.
It's painful and cold and I don't know what to do anymore.
Then I just shook my shoulder and kept crying.
That's when something was softly put on my shoulder.
"... Ferres"
She doesn't say anything, she just sits next door.
... I think I've been seen embarrassed and desperately wipe my tears.
but the hand is contained by her.
"You can cry. I cry, too."
……
"I don't know why you're crying. But if you're just softly close, you can."
That's what she said, just looking at the sky.
Grey or white, lonely sky.
"... just a little"
"Huh?"
"I just want you to hang out with me for a little while"
"... yeah"
"Once upon a time, I had a solid sister and parents. He always scolded me for not being sloppy. So... you've always been there for me, my future."
……
"But my parents were killed, and I betrayed and killed her. I tried to kill him. to survive themselves."
She just stares at the sky in silence.
It's as if the person you're talking to isn't me, he's there.
"So, there was a twist... and I reunited with her. So, it turns out she had a fierce hatred for me. So much so that they're going to kill me now."
"... yes"
"But I'm still alive. If it's true, it wouldn't be weird to be killed. Killed... naturally."
"So I don't know what to do anymore. Maybe this is her revenge. But..."
I grabbed my coat on my shoulder very hard.
"I... wanted to go back to that landscape in my heart. Now it's time to do it well, over and over again...!
"... it is."
"But I didn't change. It didn't change. When I realized... I was also becoming a wise man"
"I couldn't. I can't escape my power. I can't live with everything I've done or done."
"... I'm sure there was no place to be saved. I knew that very well. I knew it......!
When I noticed, my arm holding my coat was shaking again.
And the rain gets even stronger.
"... so I was about to become... something that wasn't human. It was beautiful."
"... why?
"... 'why'"
……
... a simple thing would make a fool of me if someone asked.
But this is everything to me...
"Right..."
"Maybe..."
"I thought I might be able to save someone..."
... I could finally spit it out, my thoughts.
And the warm feeling of holding my shoulder at the same time.
"... why"
……
"Why, what the...!
"Ohhhhhhhhh!
Sounds again, man screaming.
It was thoughtful that I had saved for decades.
I cried for a while and the tears had stopped already.
The rain, which lasted a long time, also became light rain, and the sun glanced at his face from the slices of the clouds.
"... let's go"
I wipe my own tears and get up.
I haven't gotten my feelings sorted out yet.
But... if I run away here, it's a repeat of the same thing again.
'If you didn't run away,' because I don't want to regret it anymore.
I open the gates of my own house and go inside.
Inside it was beautiful for being left alone for more than a decade, maintaining its shape as it was remembered.
But on the desk and couch at the front door, Charlotte... exactly, Sylvia sat down.
"... I've been waiting. Sophia and the others have already arrived."
"... how long are you going to keep doing that little play, Sylvia"
"Yeah, I was aware of that. Looks like you met Charlotte."
At the end of my own arm, I make a blade of ice.
Then, strain your own body and stand to shelter Ferres.
"Oh, there are some dead, aren't there?
"... it's Ferres. Her name is Ferres."
"Name,"
"It doesn't make sense anymore."
She laughs cunt and goes straight into the back of the hall.
I run to chase her like that, but it's also blocked by the golems that have sprung up from somewhere.
That's when...
"... this is my house. Me, Lazareth, and those without our permission, shall we go away?"
Along with that voice, the golems who stood before me are double-crossed in one swing.
Seeing, there was Scott and Charlotte standing.
"Please go. On this occasion, Lazareth is the only one who can stop him!
"Please, Lazareth! We'll take care of these guys!
"Okay!
I nodded at them like that and went into the back to take Ferres' hand and continue.