It was sudden.
Suddenly, my parents transformed into something else.
The walls were painted white, windows and doors were sealed with wooden planks, eliminating all the lights called lights.
That's what my mother told us.
"You can't talk anymore. Words make people crazy. Look, if you want to be my little girl, don't say a word."
Young me, I didn't know.
That she's crazy.
Of course, I had no doubt.
I think the first time was good.
Because I couldn't understand the crazy world.
No father, no mother, said anything.
Literally, 'I didn't say anything'.
But naturally, I was living like this, so I ran out of food.
We're hungry, of course. And most importantly, I'm ■ old enough to be Cyan.
At that time, Cyan... broke it. Promise me something that was my mother.
"Mother, I'm hungry..."
I feel a little relieved by the voice I haven't heard in months.
... shortly afterwards, a flat hand was flying at a squeaky speed on her cheek.
I guess I didn't do anything wrong. Her body blew up and hit the wall as it was.
"I told you not to talk!!
A mother who peels her eyes off and screams hysterically.
To the transformation of a kind mother, the appearance of Cyan bleeding from her head was too much to spiritually drive me into the boy's.
"... oh yeah. Right. You shouldn't be able to talk, should you? There's nothing wrong with Cyan. Hey, you, let me burn this kid's throat."
"Right. That's better. Even Cyan doesn't want it to hurt, does he? Then let's make it the last time it hurts. It's okay, it'll be fine when it's all over."
That's what his father said, grabbing an iron stick from somewhere with a thong, and his mother starts searing its tip with flaming magic.
The fact that the two frantic expressions at that time were their smiles that I hadn't seen in a long time had caused me to plant fear and lose my hips when I realized it.
At the same time, I held them.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I don't talk anymore, I don't talk anymore! So stop, Father, Mother!
"Honestly, shut up. Shall I bake it in mind so we can't talk anymore, Cyan? Don't you ever hunt us down again. Never let our hearts erode again."
"Yeah.... I don't know what to say. Still pretending to be the voice of an innocent child, hunting us down, grinning! You must still be laughing!? You hate us, we do!!
That's when the two hitting sounds dull, and the two stop talking about anything then.
The first thing I saw at the end of my gaze was what Zahr looked like.
Seeing it, Cyan begins to cry like confused, either from relief or from fear.
"... ah, ah... zar..."
"Let's run, both of us. Before you two wake up, as far away as you can."
"But your father, your mother..."
"Cyan, you two are dead. Dead, and this nightmare."
That being said, the two are still breathing faintly.
I... I was the only one who knew they were alive.
"... sorry, Zahr, Cyan. I just want you two to go first."
"Why!? ■ ■ ■ ■ also, if you don't hurry up, the two of us will kill you!
"Thank you, Zahr. But I have to go get my things. So..."
I break the word on the way and smile at both of you.
So they're relieved, they manage to break through the wooden planks of the door and go outside.
On the other hand, I was headed to the back of the room... the kitchen.
Near the slab there is a knife.
I'll take you both...
Rainy cobblestones, there were two men and women.
One of them sat down with the wound suppressed, and the other stood and looked down at the person.
"... Zahr, let's go home. There was no one here named Lazareth."
"... well. Is that your answer?"
Both of you, keep talking with your eyes closed.
Like we're talking to each other, keep talking.
"It's not the answer. It's true. That can't be Lazareth."
"Right. Is there such a way of thinking..."
The man, called Zahr, laughs sarcastically while nagging and speaks to her.
"... hey, do you have parents?"
"... what is it, suddenly"
"A little, I just wanted to tell you an old story about 'the guy'. If you don't like it, I don't care if you think you're talking to yourself."
The woman nods, but there is no sign of movement.
Zahr, who confirmed it, began to speak slowly.
"He, his parents, went crazy at a young age. I don't know why, but it was sudden anyway. That fact drove him and his sister... and my life a lot crazy"
"... well, your sister, now..."
"Well. I don't know.... but if he was alive, he would be infected with emotions that are not beautiful."
……
"Let's go on."
Zahr breaks his clothes and begins to wrap them around his belly, the affected area.
Even in the meantime, he did not stop himself from speaking.
"One day, he killed his own parents. And he killed the very existence of himself. I killed three people overnight."
"... that"
"Oh. His nature is close to what you know about 'Lasalles'. But I couldn't stand the fact that his confidence was" Lasalles "raised by his parents."
"But that's... that's..."
The woman shuts her mouth.
Because the very word 'I can't help it' that follows that word has made me realize that it fools him about his own life.
"From that day on, he stopped mentioning his parents. I also threw away my name. And at the same time it became the character of the now...... 'sage'. Don't laugh, then, no one will forgive you. To the lonely, 'sage'"
When he stood up with a curl, he walked along the streets of Forse with his hands against the wall.
At that time, the woman confirmed that the cloth pressing on the affected area was illuminated and that the clothes, which were originally brown, were dyed red and black.
"... is that to Lasalles?
"That's right. … What do you do? I haven't... given up on defeating Sage yet"
"I, am..."
Besides, women shut up.
After checking on her like that, he starts talking to himself again.
"I'll tell you one thing. His" sage "appearance is the very armor that protects his confidence. If you're going to lose it... understand how cruel it is. If we're going to deny Sage half the time, we can't forgive you as his friend."
……
"This is about our 'family'. Understand that you can't step in cheaply. Sofia."
That being said, he shuts his mouth, which was rap, and starts walking all the time saying he has nothing more to say.
The woman... Sofia still couldn't get an answer.