Tower of Karma

Look at Alfred back. Yelena stands still. I wondered how much of a heart pressure this would be in just one night, and he was so transformed that he thought so. The cheeks are scorched, the eyes are vain, and the vivacity is slipping away from the body, and the earthy skin is as if it were the dead.

Yelena tried many times to open her mouth. But words don't come out. I can't find the words to call. She will never forget this helplessness. There are things that can't be saved by using all of the doctors who should heal people. Because that's the day I realized it.

"... thank you. You're a big guy."

"... is too late. If we're going to kill him anyway, if we can use this means, no matter how much, everyone in the settlement is going to die, we can take it. It was my choice not to, and the stupidest one was me. Always, to do anything, too late!

Tears that tell the cheeks. Yulan held Alfred in silence, distorting his face in remorse.

"I felt like I could do something! I tried, I got stronger, I got results, I felt different. I can't forgive myself for being such a fool! I haven't changed a thing! In a position of spare time, with a figured out windy face, the fruit of which I have not chosen anything myself! It always is! I've always been afraid to choose, rubbed against people, and stood around well. It's cowardly, clever, and crumby. And I always take it away -"

The crying boy had an age-appropriate weakness. That's not a bad thing. Even though it's natural, the boy's power won't allow it.

"I killed a man. Three people who don't even know their names. If I had no choice, that's all I had, so I killed him. I wanted to help, and I killed him. Next, take the four archers. ground interest and killed to take the bow and arrow. Next, the person behind you to stop the leg, at the end of the day -"

You've been putting it up with what you remember, Alfred retreated just a little and vomited to the ground. Over and over again, throw up, throw up, and the result is now. There was nothing solid mixed in the puke. Just stomach fluids - they should also sprinkle cheeks.

"Yelena, get him something warm. You had dried the squid sow the other day. Mix that up, too. Feel free to make any fine adjustments. Look at the patient, think."

Yelena, who nodded silently, left the scene to flee.

"You can rest now. This result is not a bad thing for the settlement. I don't know if it hurts, it's human too. They learned, the pain. They weren't intact, were they? I'm sure it will be peaceful. If we wanted that from each other, it would have made sense on the day we say today. Your hard work is not in vain. Without knowing it, they may return the favour with vengeance. Still, I'll keep it in mind. that there was a kid who stood up to people's malice by himself."

Yulan knew. Once, he won't come back any more than he stepped in. Whoever kills a man carries his business, not just his size. Kill one and you'll have one life. Kill two and you'll have two. If you kill three people - the spiral will fall to the bottom of the earth.

The boy, no longer speechless and crying, stepped in. To a world of killing and killing. Man is a creature to be used to. At first everyone hesitates. The second time it just gets a little easier. The third time, the fourth time, people get used to and fall even though the things they carry are the same, but only increasing.

(That's the same as dislocation. Once it's become a habit, there's nothing I can do. It's best not to, but be careful not to recur. But relapse rates are high. So, it becomes a habit)

What will happen to this boy? As a mistake today, don't let this happen again. It is a straight path. Yulan wants this to be the case. But at the same time, Yulan knew he wouldn't take that path, that he couldn't.

I'm sure he'll kill again. Stories gather around the powerful. And the story is accompanied by life and death. If so, there will be times when he will be compelled to make similar, no, more obscure choices. And what he chooses, what he thinks at the end of it...

If I may, I pray that it is a gentle solution.

(... you're a terrible guy, I am. A gentle understanding is heavier than anything else.)

Still, I can't help wishing. Because it's hard to see a fallen beast.

The world of war should be over by now, why are people still in places like this? Yulan thinks. I wonder what slowness innovation is. The world is so behind and people are so far away. The road to Ideal Town was too far away to dream of.

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Two days after that, Alfred healed his body and mind at the Yulan's mansion. In the meantime, all I can say is thank you to Yelena for taking care of me by my side so persistently. You wanted to do something for what she couldn't do. Even if it was empty, the feeling was enough.

"Oh, you're going"

Alfred getting ready for the trip. Yulan called out when he saw it.

"Yes, thank you so much for your help"

"Master. Mmm, you don't have to leave that. The sword is a farewell. I got it for protection when I was traveling, too, but I'm not talented. Times are times, and that would be useless to me now. Momo."

Yulan may have given him a cruel choice. Having an undrawn, unbroken sword means always having the option of killing. He says to have a choice. On top of that, he told Alfred to choose.

"… choose a path you won't use as much as you can"

Drawing his intentions, Alfred took the sword he tried to leave. The first sword to kill a person. It feels familiar but invites nausea.

"Right. Come on, Al."

"Mr. Yulan is well, too"

Yulan Keel, a slightly cruel and very gentle border doctor.

"Just one last piece of advice. From now on, you will see a more tragic sight. Look, this place is filled up pretty well. What was at their root was boredom and fatigue, curiosity about the unknown: battle, and, in any human being, fighting instincts. Man is a contending creature, yet it is not filled, and it does not disappear. You know what I mean."

This is what Yulan says. So how ugly are unfulfilled, hungry humans? A beast hungry enough to undo a man's goodness, he said, be prepared to see it one day. Mind your own business. Still this is a story that has salvation, even if it's stupid.

The eyes said that there are stories in this world that have no salvation.

"I'll see. the world."

"Whoa, beautiful, dirty, look at it all. The world is full of things you don't know. Good or bad, yeah. So beautiful. That's what I think, Al."

Alfred walked out after a gratuity. Strong, he stretches his back and walks to show that he's okay now. Don't make me worry. Don't even give them a little anxiety about the people you like who helped you with your stranger self.

Alfred walked out.

"He's gone. What are you gonna do?

"I want to be a doctor. All of it, I can fix it, to the doctor."

She emerged from the shadow of the aisle.

"Then you can't stay with me. I couldn't even cure your mother. Even on the journey, you may not remember, but you've taken it back many times. A man who escaped to such a periphery in despair. You know that, don't you? Now, there's your way to go."

I was wearing Marcia's cheerful clothes. It is a protective clothing and travel outfit originally conceived to fight infectious diseases like hell, from city to city. That, for the first time, she was putting it together in a meaningful way. I decided to go with the clothes when I was ready.

"I will be. I'm not running anymore."

"... well. Go on. I'll be back in a little bit. Too much time off."

"Bye, competition"

"Ten years, yeah, kid."

He carries a big load and Yelena jumps out of the shaking cage again. I'm sure he will continue his journey with this effect on someone. For better or worse, that is the way the mighty walk.

"Well, if you do what you have to do, I'll fight you too."

The doctor is also a fighter. Yelena won't know yet. But I can understand if I don't want to go around the world. That there is only a battle for the number of despairs.

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"... is, is, is, is, is, is tough. There's a slope. Another route, I wonder."

About three hours after the trip, Alfred already had his physical limits coming. I've just been following Ark's walking path, which I'm used to traveling when I think calmly until now, and I haven't done what it means to choose my own path. Alfred mocks himself as to whether it is so tiring to make a choice and go wrong.

"This one is sloppy. Relatively easy."

"Really? Thanks Yelena...... what!?

"Al is a bad traveler. I'll teach you."

"No, but"

"I've run away from home. I can't go home for a while."

"Yu, what can I say to Mr. Yulan"

"I am me. I'm used to traveling. I'm useful. Still, no?

I can't see the look on her face because of the outfit, but I can still tell Alfred what she looks like if she spends the whole winter. Besides, Ark said it too.

"Take the journey, huh?"

"Yes, yes. My dad used to say that too."

That's how Alfred and Yelena decided to travel together for some reason. They didn't know anything about the way to go or the way to go, but they take a step forward anyway. Their encounter, it's still a story ahead that makes sense there.