Tower of Karma

"Do they often?

"Oh, now that the times are over. Our stars have fallen."

The black wolf was quietly weeping. I saw the end and beginning of an era behind the dawn. There is nothing more to be done in this land. No, maybe there's nothing more I should do to this world in the first place. Hope was lost.

That hand will never reach him again.

"Until we win! I'll keep chasing you everywhere until I win! You're not lazy because you're dead! I'll still be strong!

The king of wolves barked at heaven.

"Bye. Win, run, motherfucker. Let's fight somewhere someday."

One wolf turned his foot to the desert without a trace. The morning burn stirs in my eyes.

That's all these tears are for.

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The Red Queen looks down quietly at the golden dawn.

"Did you love her?

The queen shook her head slowly at the remarks of those who divided her blood.

"I don't know what to say love. I guess I just keep asking. On my chest, as long as this flame wavers, even slightly. Many times I try, and every time the White Knight gives me something new."

The man sighed when he saw the queen's innocent grin and saw it in tears.

"I guess that's what you call love."

The queen with her heels back pulls out her sword for the first time in a long time.

At the end of the west, he turned it toward those who still had the old night.

"Might be"

I was fascinated by his gravitational pull long before I met him. I don't know why. I'm sure that remains unclear. I don't know. Hold the sword as your heart desires and try. I lost this era, but I don't know it in another era, elsewhere.

"... heavy, dude"

drill for some rematch, timeless challenge.

"Huh, just a little bit, it's burning"

A little, the queen said, but the eye of a man who sees it nearby was visionary of a crimson flame that would not burn down to the horizon. She was the queen who abandoned her ego for the sake of her people, but she said she was unwilling to do so until she died.

"I'd like to show it to everyone. After all, our queen has to be like this."

Let's hold our swords again then. I'm sure everyone will feel the same way.

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LUTES, LORAN, ADAN, ARSENE and other elites that GALIAS prided themselves on waiting with their lives from Lydiane along the border between GALIAS and ARCADIA.

Lydiane, the king's brainchild, told me that if there was a gap when the king collapsed, I could attack him.

"Consolidate harder where the gap is gone,"

"Then you can't get out of this. Too bad the spark was completely rubbed off."

Probably some loopholes in the country. But the formations I assembled for external use. Originally, most of the warring warriors to be deployed near Arkas were deployed outside in the name of a civil unrest crackdown. And they go to the land, 'as ordered', and lay their formations.

The color that burns in its eyes is the loyalty of sorrow.

"... to the end you are, Hmm!

Lütes pulls the spear. With this formation it is necessary to pull out several dead lines, which can lead us to the form of war. Except that there will be a death battle with the faithful knights who will burn the flames of sorrow.

Unfortunately, Gallias has no motivation to go so far.

I guess this is what the guy said after reading all that way. I'm sure Lydiane would share the same sentiment as Lyutes in tears if she heard this news.

It was a complicated relationship to the end for Garias, but it was only certain that everyone on this occasion was pointing a certain spectrum at the king. As a warrior, as a king, Garias could not soil that monster.

If he had been born in Garias, how many times would he have thought to this day? How many times will I think about this?

Lütes also weeps again, and leaves the land.

Her spear never reached the end.

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"That's why I told you, right? There are no gaps. It's all woven."

Along the border of Nederks, just like Garias, Silvi and others were equipped in mountainous areas. King Kunlat's orders are about the same thing as Lydiane's. Until yesterday, this will happen if even the two countries, which were friendly and hand in hand, show a gap.

"... because it is an order"

Back to back with such a tingly mood, the ancestors were painting perfectly. A rare, serious and gloomy painting for that painting. The large canvas is painted with a huge tower, with dark shades.

"Are you no longer willing to go on the surface stage, Master Rudolph"

"Don't joke. I'm not ready to live like him. Hell, I'm sorry to keep you face to face with sin. I'm sorry, but I'm more important to all of my dead men, and then there's Rheinberga. Other than this idiot, I'm not willing to carry my stuff."

"What about the boy you keep at the Valo house?

"That's my enemy. It's not even a kid, it's a lot. Marthus, you like that too, don't you? I'm going to make that mass production. Well, thanks to that, you can have about one more. So I was pushed."

Rudolph was the perfect place to give Dion an unexpected return on his questioning. Go my way, to those who don't say no to anyone but just want to go even further.

And blind women are always leaning in by Rudolph Les Hersburg. It doesn't make sense to talk about which is right or in a dimension that says so. White knights belong to white knights, and blue guizi has a way of life and values.

"I knew I'd be better suited to writing girls naked."

That said Rudolph handed out one last stroke, a white dot on the top of the sky and a brush.

"Good day. You lived a frivolous way to the end. Yeah, I think it's good to be you. I hope your chosen path is uninterrupted, if you will. That people aren't stupid."

The Son of God, Rudolph Les Hersburg, painted the painting at the end of his life without any abstract painting, any kind of landscape painting, and continued to paint girls naked. Timeless as opposed to a white knight with a time and a heart, he lives as he pleases.

When it's also a people's path, it's as if it embodies.

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The White King left with much pain.

Having lost many in one night, Arkas, the king's capital, holds a new king and focuses on rebuilding. With the belly of the white king, Raphael, who has been in charge of many practices, and the extremely good royalty, Airhardt, Alfred was able to take this opportunity to reach out to what was difficult in ordinary times, and consequently to fly up the stairs.

All thanks to careful preparation, but the people will never know it. Those who are left know. The opposite should be done: "Use" those who are gone to the fullest extent possible to bind the people.

Even if that is off the path of men, if it is the king's way, proceed.

As a result, many sins rubbed against the White King and the nobles turned down by 'Alfred', who used it to put their hands on every place and pour innovation.

Thus reborn, the nascent Arcadia shifted its royal power and rebuilt it without showing gaps to the nations. The sin is now unto the late king of White, and his work shall now reign, and he shall be handed over unto the king of gold.

The road continues, it is the mission of the next king, Alfred the King of Gold, to consolidate the foundations and establish the soil to advance.

Times flow.

A hundred years of gold and the reign of the great Wise King Alfred, to be spoken of later. It took as its cornerstone the status of the Arcadia kingdom, which will long reign as the reign of Laurencia, and focused on its development.

He also acts as a connector to the Dark Continent, showing so much intimacy that Eskendereia was transferred to his friend Arcadia as an enclave when he unified the Dark Continent. The bond continues beyond time.

The only thing that Alfred took a clear fall behind was the trading side with the East. King Fenris' great expedition succeeded in making contact with the East without passing through the elusive desert. He promised future interactions in exchange for numerous dangers and many contributions and returned to Laurencia.

Alfred's Arcadia has also been soiled twice, even during wars that were small in number but erupted several times.

All in battle over the Western New Heaven and Earth, one was defeated in a naval battle by the Valhore Navy, owned by the aforementioned Fenris Gank Strider, and on land by the Garias army, led by Rionel and Orion.

The rewind with that hand from there has also been recounted as an anecdote of King Alfred, and it is said that it was just King Xian who did not link his defeat to the big picture, but that the person at the time was speaking of reflection with a bitter grin.

Everything else was a victory, a royal road wrapped in glory.

Precisely the hero among the heroes, plus his plethora of children, was passed on to future generations. Said he married a hundred wives, and made more than two hundred children.

It is also said that the fruit was to compete with many children and sort out the next generation of kings.

However, at the time of the sorting ritual, it was not Alfred's blood that won, but Claudia's, Cornelius' grandson, which was a major incident. Alfred and Charlotte's most prestigious lineage was defeated at the beginning, by the candidate's consignment, and then turned into mud, at the end of which the benevolent clan was crowned.

The politics of washing blood with blood. The last and most tragic incident made by Alfred was curtained by the sword of the next king. The multiplicity of intertwined destinies, the best balls in which to sharpen, polish, and the most radiant things to become kings.

The powerful are the kings. It doesn't matter if it's a sword, wealth, wisdom, power, whatever. But don't just avoid winless things becoming kings. That's how King Xian told the story. After all, the king left the world without ever seeing his beloved again.

No, to be reunited, should I say?

Hundreds of years after that word, the Arcadia kingdom continued to reign over Laurencia as a hegemony. And after it perishes, another country sprouts and blooms. Stacks countless corpses, combines infinitely similar histories, and one tower stretches: the history of man.

Not yet heaven, but surely nearer.

Light, that curse is still engraved in the world.

Until a man transcends God and gets everything.

Because the path to light is the Tower of Karma.

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William stood in thin. I just had an awesome end to it right now. One person agrees that this is the view of the other shore and proceeds with the walk. I'm not going to stop walking until I'm dead. Because if you're not doing something, you'll be crushed by the stuff you carry.

Second, my vision has been broadened.

There are branches. Two women stood in the middle of the parting path. One begins to dance alone to see if he has any leisure time left, and the other stares at it.

"... what are you guys doing"

William spoke to them with a frightened look. As soon as possible, their expressions are gorgeous. The cheeks, which were close to colourless, were dyed red like ripe apples.

"Good day, William!

"Good day, Al."

Victoria and Rutgard, two people with everything in contrast smile at the same time.

"... I thought you asked me what I was doing?

That's what they say, Victoria.

Rutgard opens his mouth instead.

"I've been waiting for you. He's my wife, so I thought it was natural."

Victoria responds pickly to that word, eating and hanging.

"Wah, I was, and if it wasn't for a day, I would have been my wife! He's my fiancée, so he's practically my wife!

She died the same way, and the flower garden was still the same.

"I understood the situation. So from the fact that you've been waiting for me, I guess the road you guys are headed for is different? Did I just say that the branch separates the bad from the good?"

William grasps the situation lightly and smiles bitterly.

"You can choose. You have both qualifications."

"That's a stupid question, Rutgard. I know what you mean."

"William can't forgive himself, can he? I know, we are."

Victoria smiles pathetically.

"You guys head down the road. And one day I'm gonna meet someone who's gonna really care about you guys. What a waste of time waiting for a man like me. I am grateful to you. Enough courtship."

I cut them off with my ego. I don't deserve to be loved. Regardless of his accomplice, Rutgard, Victoria was murdered unknowingly. There's nowhere like waiting for a man who made such a distorted decision.

"I look like I'm over here. Sure, both pull me off, but this one's stronger and more offensive. Then the way forward is self-evident."

William turned his foot lightly ahead of himself. Neither will they try to stop it. Because I don't think I can stop you.

"One day, when the time has come to forgive us, we will come together"

There is a crack in Rutgard's words, in the intentions contained in his place, in William's mask, which was disguised as calm. That must not happen.

You deserve to be loved.

"You two are waiting until then. If you give up first, I can have it all to myself."

"Because I'm a woman who can wait. Aren't you the one who makes the noise first?

"I've been waiting a long time. Surprisingly, I'm a woman who can wait too!

Chest stretching Victoria. Rutgard laughing at that with his nose.

And William...

"Don't kid me! Look, the time of the dead is endless. No, I don't know if it's really infinite, but at least it's not a good timeline to apply to people's lives. How much nothingness do you think you're going to spend in a place like this? Where there's no such thing as a branch, where no flowers even blossom, you guys have the pain of waiting..."

"So wait. If you're guilty, I'd like to share it, but if we're not going back together, we'll have to wait. So wait. All the time, all the time, even when the world is over, wait."

"I'm ready. If you're going down Shura's path to snow your sins, we'll wait for you. If the time has come for you to forgive yourself after the time of eternal robbery, then come with us."

"Fool, is it?

"Didn't you know? Didn't you know?

William, stripped of his mask, stands up. Really, everywhere they are straight, no matter what they say, no matter what they do, they don't shake. They laugh that there is nothing going on. A gorgeous grin like a sunflower, a grin like a wild daisy, turns to me.

The mask doesn't make sense.

"... even if you run out of 10,000 words, can't you?

"It's a waste of time"

"When it's all over, we'll talk about it in trillions."

At the end of the day, I lost again. Dead and lost.

"... one day, now, I don't even think that time will come, but if you still mean to wait, woohoo, let's come back. On this road. With you, let's go to the light. Mine, lose."

"" I won again ""

William walks out. Words are no longer meaningless. One day, if the time has come, just come back. I want them to walk out of here tired of it if they can, but I'm sure they won't, and if they do, I'm sure they'll break themselves.

"With that said, a really pretty guy walked all the way over there, but you can't cheat! He said it wasn't a hobby to wait."

"I don't mind physical encounters. The encounter of the heart is unforgivable"

Really, it's just stupid women. We're going to go all the way to snow sin, but this is too much saved. There's a poisonous woman in front of the road, and two people wait at the end of the road. This will not punish you. It's really, really hard for me.

"Come on, you idiot. Hey, Victoria, Rutgard."

Without looking back, William...

"I love you. See you soon."

I raised one hand in tears and said goodbye. At the same time, we shall exchange the agreement for a reunion.

Two pompous people. My face gradually blushes. After a glimpse of the situation, William carved it into his eyes. At the end of the perpetual robbery, if the time has come to reunite, now it is time to face them without dressing up.

No smugness, nothing to bear, keep your mind at bay.

"That's a big view. It's a cliché, but hell, is it?"

Whatever blame bitterness awaits, I don't feel broken as long as I have that promise.

The load you carry remains as heavy as ever, but wonders and forces gush.

"I have it now because of you guys. Your presence has taught me that you are enough creatures to believe in people. Thank you, really, from the bottom of my heart, I loved you. No, I love you. Someday, be sure."

Their love brought the beast back to man. The sins I committed gave me strength to face my sins, even if I did not return. That's how I was able to move forward.

"I've been waiting for you, my king"

Looking back, my love, and a lot of people are waiting for me. If you look forward, the businessmen will love it, but they say they will follow the fake ones to the end.

There is light in the back of my chest.

"You guys are crazy things too. Whatever you want."

This is the guide, and it is beyond this that there is true Arcadia.

"Come on, it's time for redemption"

Light at the end of a man's life.

William prayed and stepped in about those he had left behind.

From here on out is a place beyond even the imagination of the living. A house of absolution that knows the weight of sin.

The end point of the Karma bearer who took away so much light.

"Someday..."

William von Arcadia's permanent journey begins.