Unnamed Memory

Black skinny sword long enough to be called a long sword.

Tinasha stares down at the grey beetle, letting the thunder shine all over her body.

Already the giant was crumbling everywhere with her attacks, and the bugs seemed to have no power left to regenerate their tails because of the shredding of power.

The witch laughs glossily and raises her sword.

"Well, how many shall I cut it into?"

Words that pronounce an end.

The injury has healed, but less fatigue accumulates in her.

That won't have anything to do with using too much magic, but so far exaltation has prevailed in Tinasha.

She looks down at the remnants of God with a grin like a cruel queen. Strong waves of thought returned.

(O witch, are you not afraid to kill God)

"I'm not afraid. I know God exists but I have long been faithless"

Kick in the sky, she jumps straight down.

A swing as graceful as a sword dance.

It used a sharpened force to vividly amputate the torso of the beetle.

Alphas remained conscious and calm, even as his opponent gradually manifested his frustration, as he continued to silently scowl at the onslaught of Radik.

I guess Radhik has also been exhausted so far. He thought it might be time for Alphas to take it up with a knife that lacked glory. But when he began to gauge the time, a cold breeze came from behind him. An icy woman's voice sounded.

"Radik, stop imitating boring. I'll kill you."

"... Tinasha"

Seeing it, the battle seems to have already been settled strangely.

The witch, who raised the black sword, stood before the head of a bumpy beetle and watched the two of them.

The other parts of the decapitated body become fog of thin ash and scatter into white spaces.

Radhik walked toward the witch, stopping fighting, abominably twisting the Alphas.

He looks at the beetle's head with a creepy look.

"Is he dead?

"You're a dying one. You'll be dead soon."

"That's creepy. Kill him now."

"I still have things to do."

Tinasha waved her right-hand sword gently as she grinned bitterly. The black sword body instantly returns to the original dagger. She put it back in her hips sheath.

Radik stops at the back of her half step.

In the meantime, the witch was pointing her white right arm towards the head of the beetle.

Beautiful fingertips. I don't have anything. It sinks into the body of a bug.

It was a terribly unusual, but mysterious, sight for a thin arm to be swallowed by a gray shell, as if it were a hand in the water as well.

Alphas stops by the Emperor, who remains down, on his knees, paying attention to the two.

Tinasha was moving her right arm inside, which she plugged into her shoulder for a while, as if she were looking for something, but she smiled so bitterly that she finally found it. I slowly pull my arms out.

- Perhaps what she finds now is the "power taken away".

Alphas paid attention to Tinasha with tension and curiosity. White fingers appear in sight again.

What her five fingers held tight. It looked like a sword pattern.

Pattern with some decoration. Ahead, the double-edged blades are polished like mirrors.

When the pattern went completely outside, the witch pulled the sword out of the beetle's head in one breath. The sigh of relief leaks.

"Now we finally..."

"Is that 'forever raw'?

The sight that followed was unexpected for Alphas. At least that must have been true of Tinasha.

A witch poked her back with a knife from behind kneels on the spot with a stunned look.

Radhik looked down with a gloomy smile at his body as it collapsed. Put your feet on a woman's dark hair.

"Don't worry. You'll deal with him later."

The witch does not answer that whisper.

The man gave himself up and reached for her gripping long sword. A faint ambition shakes in the back of my eyes.

"The will and doings of a depressing God are also dead. From now on, I..."

Radhik cut the words there.

Strengthen your body and drop your fingers. An even length swayed and slowly fell forward.

Gunshot wound open on left temple. Red and black blood overflows from the round wound.

Alphas, who killed a man who could have been emperor with a single bullet, asked the old man next door.

"... Are you sure?"

"I don't mind. It was a misprospect."

The emperor opened his eyes thinly, saying so and zeroing a dry laugh.

Tinasha's wounds were off the steeple. I'm guessing Radhik dared to take it off.

With Alphas' hand. She managed to heal herself as she had her knife pulled out. I groan with a bitter voice when I take a breath.

"I'm alarmed. Excuse me."

"Oh, my God, that's so sweet."

"Stuffing is sweet."

Alphas supporting her and the emperor sitting on the floor. That's what they tell me. Witches drip lightly.

Tinasha sighed heavily, watching the old emperor.

"Even so, you're out of plans. Sorry."

"It's no big deal. Even if you know the attributes, you don't know everything about that human being. It's the end of the line."

"That being said, it's my mess. Not for a hundred years, but let's do something about it for a few years."

The witch, speaking, also chanted something in a language that didn't make sense. Place your white palms on the Emperor's forehead.

Keep her eyes closed and she was doing something for about a minute, but when she finally let go of her hand she grinned bitterly, "This is fine".

When she looks down at the white clothes that have been stained with blood everywhere, she picks up the long sword she has removed once again.

Alphas stared seriously at the sword body without a single cloud.

"So, this is what you wanted back?"

"That's right. Power, memory, destiny - it's the crystal of such things."

Beautiful blades similar to mirrors felt the more I stared at them, the more they drank.

When Alphas notices himself watching the sword as he indulges, he releases his face in an awkward mood.

He took a step back from Tinasha and took a distance. Look around a space with no doors anywhere.

"If I can get it back, I'm leaving."

"I'm going home, but one before that"

Dark eyes look up at him.

Deeper spread than night.

Seductive, but somewhere sad, my eyes stared at Alphas. She gives him a long sword supported by both hands.

"I ask you, Alphas Kreutzer"

A clear voice is due to a degenerate fate. Alphas holds his breath and waits for words to follow.

- This is probably the last time.

The question she promised. A curtain down on the back of history.

The witch opened her lips with sincere eyes.

A voice that sounds and unforgettable falls on his spirit.

"Do you want eternal life?

That was emotionless, just a question.

Tinasha's words I had not expected at all.

The first thing Alphas remembered when he heard it was Radhik's appearance, blinded by ambition.

He stares into the woman's black eyes.

One day, she said, "I'm not human," her loneliness. A look reminiscent of loneliness and self-derision surfaced behind Alphas' brain.

Many questions dry and grab me by the throat. He questioned the witch in front of him.

"Why are you asking me that?"

"Please answer me. Whatever you want. I can make it happen if you want. - Alphas, do you want eternal life?

An invitation like water that falls pale.

The witch's question would have been a sweet temptation above all else in some people. Picturesque immortality is available right there.

The privilege of getting people off the hook. How many people in the past have not been able to achieve it because they want it.

If you can imagine it, there's no point.

But Alphas... didn't remember anything attracting him to the matter itself.

He looks Tinasha in the eye and answers.

"Not interested"

A clear response.

Assuming that answer, Alphas tries to utter the words that follow.

I wanted to ask her exactly where her sincerity was once.

But his questioning was to be blocked before he could become a voice.

Body sent over. On the overlaid lips, Alphas is poked at the impression.

Mouth like a girl. Tinasha laughed with her left hand on the man's cheek as she let go of her face.

A clear and beautiful appearance stains a happy smile.

"My king. Please, be happy."

Warm blessings.

Leaving only thoughts behind, the witch kicks the floor and jumps into space.

It was when he realized that was the word of farewell... that she disappeared without sound with the sword, and then it happened.