Unnamed Memory

Thin arms with nothing.

Alphas watched as it fell to the floor. Together a room of slashed hair dances into the universe.

It would have been at this time that he had the most clearance since this battle began.

Tinasha had a flat look and picked up her fallen arm.

The dagger has already been returned to the hips sheath. She left in front of the man who stood still. Head towards Radik, who is continuing the shootout.

Radhik looked bitter when he saw her and her arm cut off as she ran, but Tinasha jumped to his nostrils, regardless.

Bullets bounced by invisible forces. The woman looks back on the throne.

The emperor smiled and looked back at his dark eyes.

A moment when each other's gaze bumps into each other. Tinasha tells him with her eyes down.

"It's time. I'm leaving."

"... I have no choice"

Radhik flattered the emperor in color, but what the emperor gave him back was an obvious mockery.

Waldo raises his voice toward the man who manifests his anger.

"You think you can get away with this!

"I think so. - Your lords, too, will change their minds if they learn of the deception of this empire"

The man who speaks out exposed his neck muscles when he put his hand on his collar.

Where the "key" is supposed to be buried.

There, now, there's no "key" or one of the scars. Waldo and the others unwittingly stiff.

"Stupid......"

"This is the truth"

Words indicating engraving limits.

Tinasha kicks the floor with her heels.

To cut it off, something like a water mirror appeared in their present.

Of the remaining raiders in the hall, a similar one appears before those who are still alive.

And the next moment, they were swallowed by a water mirror and neglected off the spot.

Blanks come in the rough halls.

All that was left behind were blatant soldiers and unspeakable bodies, and fragments of columns and walls with cracks, all in vain silence.

Just as I admire the end of the curtain, only the laughter of the emperor echoes on the spot.

Nightmare-like enough. End of confusion I don't even know if it's a comedy or a tragedy.

Alphas, alone, stared at the floor in front of him.

There remained a vibrant accumulation of blood of the woman he slashed - Alphas chewed his tight back teeth when he covered his face with his left hand.

"I don't like women."

It was those words that Radik uttered pompously after the troops involved in the raid returned to their former military base, where they were based.

When he arrows and sorts out reports of palace raids and positive results everywhere, the damage done to his army and the movements of the Imperial Army early, he stares at the woman over the iron desk.

Tinasha was sitting in a chair in the corner of the command room, magically inheriting her own arm. She returns the wound to the man as she looks at it.

"The emperor's reversal would have been your role.

I also came out because my hands seemed blocked, but I was holding back the most annoying person in my life, so I don't want them to complain. "

"No. That's what made him slash his arm."

Tinasha raised her face to a voice with mixed criticisms. A cold eye captures Radik.

"What's wrong with that? It won't be a big deal."

"You let him kill you deliberately after killing your pain." so that he could make a gap. "

"It's hard to make up a structure while slashing off with that guy. It's faster this way."

"So I'm saying she's a nasty bitch"

Tinasha shrugged her shoulders to the story of her return to her original place on a grand tour. While supporting the arm joint, she gently moves her left finger to see if there is a problem.

Radhik laughed with his nose as he looked sideways at the display where one new report would enter after another.

"If he was the kind of person who'd be scared to kill him, he'd feel better."

"What a man who can't do what he has to do when he has to."

"Horrible is the woman who sticks it in there"

Compared and criticized by euphemisms, Radik returned sarcastically, but without any fright.

Tinasha, who erased the joint wound, rises from the chair.

"Please don't take yourself as a criterion. He's not that weak."

Tinasha left the discarding room "sleeping a little" when she paid off the dust on both hands.

Military base abandoned a few years ago.

The man who remains in the command room shudders with a poisonous voice.

"You think a strong person wouldn't suffer at all?

I'm simply hiding my strays. Especially not in front of women like you. "

Thorough advice does not reach the woman's ear, however.

When Radik zeroed his dry laugh, he switched consciousness for what was to come.

The first rebellion in the long history of the Empire.

The first blow left a number of shallow wounds on the Imperial City.

The installations in the palace were destroyed 60% of the total, including recording and communication equipment, and 70% of the drones that were silent were severely damaged by explosive bombs.

Of course, there have been many human injuries, and the deaths and serious injuries have been recorded as three hundred and twenty-three combined.

But it was the people's consciousness itself and the foundations of the empire that would have struck them the most.

"Rebellion" that we all thought couldn't happen.

But it happened - and in the empire stood those who differed and flipped against the emperor's rule.

Curtis was apparently off duty when the Palace raid occurred.

"It was tough," he told Alphas the next day.

In the back seat of the idle café, Curtis taps the table with his fingers while drinking honey milk.

"I don't know, you know there was some noise at Western Base?

"No... it's my first ear"

Alphas himself rushed around in the aftermath of yesterday's battle and everything, and it wasn't until after midnight that he was released.

Naturally, there is no reason to know anything outside the courtroom. To such a friend, Curtis dived into his voice and said:

"Sounds like you've got a warrant for this one. Apparently, there was a little riot at the Western base yesterday. So, there's something about it, and a fair number of officers and soldiers have escaped," he said.

"What? Escape?

"Yes. Most of them look like young people without wives. So, actually, I can't get in touch with Kestner."

"It's..."

Alphas put an end to it there.

He wonders if his friend was caught up in the commotion and injured, but remembers something else.

The last time I saw Kestner, he was about to say something with a bad tooth cut.

But Alphas didn't hear it in the end. The anomaly had probably already begun then.

It's like a bug-eating hole is empty all over the place.

Alphas, bewildered, talked about when he met Kestner.

Curtis, who had also behaved badly and was drawing a glass of water with a straw, heard it and nodded.

"Oh, you said something to me, too. Weird things."

"What's weird?

"Sure... 'Why do you think rebellion is being seen as an unlikely matter?'... was it"

"Why, the rebellion?

That's what Alphas himself was caught in the corner of his head from yesterday's raid.

I thought "there can't be," which is why I got flirted with like a good one.

But this common sense has been overshadowed.

Then why was the "impossibility of rebellion" penetrating deeply into the people?

Alphas tried to hold on to his cheek wand, and he remembered another thing. Touch your own "key" from the top of your clothes.

"The key..."

Keys to managing each and every imperial subjects throughout their lives.

But Radik didn't have it then. That's certainly what Alphas sees.

It couldn't have come from the beginning. As a nobleman, as a soldier, he had always undergone a physical examination.

So now that we don't have his "key," and even though Radik isn't dead by "id," i.e. -

"Are we being deceived?

Alphas squeals words that have fallen zero out of his thoughts.

Inference of all the missing fragments.

He managed to assemble it in the back of his brain when he asked the woman who smiled drenchingly.

Kestner was positioned as a "missing person" in a riot at a western base.

But I guess he's really a "deserter". The mantra, which is also laid multiple times within the military, indirectly tells the officers that what is happening must be simple.

And the sudden gathering of troops to the Imperial capital also made them expect another larger-scale raid.

Imperial troops concentrated like border guards and other things that don't matter.

Over 37,000 drones have also disappeared from bases everywhere in the process, making the military noise.

Perhaps the raid ahead was just the tip of the iceberg, that it was moving under the water.

Radhik has been working all over the place for months, or even longer, to draw allies and create anti-emperors.

While ready to fight the Empire from the front, why has he launched a forceful attack on the palace?

Maybe it was because he wanted to take over the emperor and see an early settlement, or maybe he wanted to favor a later dispute by destroying equipment and data in the palace.

But that would have been impossible without Tinasha's presence.

That's what Alphas concludes the other day while secretly investigating the Keys.

The "then" thing makes him hold a dark heavy stone in his heart every time he remembers.

Tinasha didn't have to, but I could understand that.

But from there on out, his thoughts, as if they had been anointed, I'm not sure for myself.

Why did you slash her? Why couldn't it be stopped? - - Why are you so upset by now?

I don't get that answer. Asking myself was painful. Every time Alphas gets there, I don't know, he bites his back teeth.

Birds don't go back to bird cages.

After all, she had nothing to teach him. I was just about to drip.

Or he said, "I'm going to ask you something important," will you tell me everything when you promise?

Alphas' thought, stops there.

If he'd taken her out of the birdcage sooner - he couldn't think that way right now.