Unnamed Memory

No one approaches the rubble tower.

Tower standing in the wasteland of the southern restricted area. It can suddenly be done one day, exposing itself to an unusual appearance toward heaven without any meaning.

Exterior walls made of rocks, sand, broken drone parts or abandoned equipment.

I don't even know what's inside. It was feared as if it were a suspicious conversation from a southern base on border alert.

Not long after they were able to do so, the officers noticed their presence and sent drones and scouts to the tower for investigation, but for some reason they could not even reach the vicinity. He merely lost sight of the direction and returned with nothing to gain.

The southern base, which considered the consequences heavily, may be a form of neighboring country plot, put a report into the Imperial City about the rubble tower, but the Emperor's order returned was just to "leave it alone".

The creepy tower makes its appearance stand in the corner of the empire without doing anything.

Mixed winds of sand. The warmed air was also entering through a window with some in the tower, shaking the hair of the woman living there.

As he lived long ago doing so, a witch living a serene life lifts her face out of the book and looks out the window.

The color of the sky, which will soon shift to dusk, is deep blue, which reminded her of just one person she loved.

Tinasha smiles and closes her eyes, leaving her body behind the back of the chair.

Thus, for a few more decades, if I concentrated on the junction that would protect him, then I was thinking of returning to my original continent.

End of a long journey. The heterogeneous witch traces her memories in a clear mood.

After a long time, he is finally free from his destiny and sends his last raw as a man.

That also meant the end of the time we were together, but she thought this was fine.

Instead, we are lucky to have been together in distracting years until now.

I've lived long enough to fight. It would be about time his soul got a peaceful sleep.

Tinasha looked up at the sky with nostalgic memories. Beautiful blue. My chest is stuffed with gentle memories.

- Even if he doesn't, as long as we have this memory, we can go through time.

That's how you'll be able to fight to the end as a curse. Look for the two left.

Time for the southern day to fall is fast.

When she noticed the chills, she stood up to pick up the shawl. I walk away in a room I'm not sure if it's messy or not.

Door leading to the costume room. I made it out of colored vitreous, and when she put her hand on it, there was something squeaking behind her.

Memories passing through my head. Tinasha remembers the beginning encounter for a moment.

A voice sounded in a different mood then.

"What is this tower... make it as good as the way it climbs?"

Take a breath and freeze.

The thought of being incredible prevailed.

I must be dreaming back then.

But even so, Tinasha looked back at his face.

And there she met again the man whom she had been looking for.

As Alphas looked around in the cluttered room, he was distracted for a moment by the view he could see from outside the window.

But he walks right up to Tinasha, who stands up. The witch asked in a trembling voice.

"How did you get here?"

"I heard rumors. I remembered what you told me."

"But there's a connection."

"Is that a trick that keeps that tower away from you at all? Because of that, it was hard to see.

Curtis drove around in a bullshit drive and suddenly he was about to hit the tower "

"... excuse me"

Because of its size, I set up a simple nocturnal junction, but I never thought that would happen.

There are no decent stairs in the tower either. He probably climbed me up with a lot of difficulty.

Tinasha could tell even over the gloves. When she noticed his cut, she took the hand. Unchanted and healed.

While you're at it, you don't have to look at his face.

When she looked at those eyes up again, she was going to miss them and couldn't look up.

Alphas stares down at her little head.

"You are"

"Yes."

"I don't listen to people. I won't tell you anything. You can leap all you want and be arbitrary, and it sucks as an enemy or an ally."

"... Yes"

Some nostalgic sermon, but I can't say anything back.

Tinasha continued to hold his right hand with both hands, keeping it idle. The man's harsh voice continues.

"And stop asking people questions with conclusions. Don't just format and skip between. Are you restless?"

"Not really...... sorry"

"If you know what I mean, do something."

It is the first time in hundreds of years to be pissed off to fold this far.

He may have accumulated a lot of things in him for the past three years, too.

Tinasha looked up as she toured, recalling that she had once taught her children to "look into their eyes when they were angry".

And hold your breath.

Eyes the same color as the sky. Her scorching eyes were staring at her with serious emotions.

Seeing the warmth of a man who never changes there, Tinasha almost cries without my knowledge. My big hand stroked my dark hair.

Wind announcing dusk. He carefully combed his cold hair.

In a moment of silence Tinasha holds the man's hand tightly.

That's how they were silent for what seemed like a long time.

But when Alphas takes his hands off her hair, he asks in a suppressed voice.

"Where is that sword?

The words, although half expected, caused less upset to Tinasha. She releases her finger from the man's hand.

"Why would you do that?

"That must have been mine originally, right?

"You are not. He's just a human being."

"You used to be, too"

The eyes that look down at her are as if they see through everything.

Strong gaze. Tinasha couldn't help but wanting to look away. I feel exposed to the weakness I want to hide.

"I have been a heterogeneous witch since I was a person. I can't compare you."

"Still, you don't like one, do you?

The heart I wanted to hide.

Tinasha finally lay down her face unbearably.

I thought you weren't supposed to cry anymore, but you're going to cry.

His kindness, which was always kind, was now a little resentful.

Alphas looks down at the woman who leaned down.

A woman who was honest, but a liar.

At the end of the day while obsessed with him, the man saw the woman who let go of her hand, with simple emotions. Makes me want to hold my thin shoulder.

- Maybe he's doing something stupid. Or maybe you're losing her generosity.

Even though he was just so lost, he was already convinced that no matter how he fell, he would never forget her.

Then will you spend the rest of your life imagining her loneliness, or will you share the burden beside it?

I feel remorse will remain whichever way I choose. I can't be ready for eternity.

But still, she loved him the same way that she lived a long time.

Alphas wanted to believe in her and herself.

Touch the white cheeks and make them raise their faces.

Tears seeping eyes. I honestly loved my anxious eyes that reminded me of being lost now.

He hugs the woman's head and slaps her thin back.

"I don't know what I'd do if I left you alone. I'm gonna hang out with you about half of the time."

"It's so... long... really all the time..."

"Doesn't just reborn not kill you, does it? You can handle it if you have melancholy. Besides, it's better than being alone."

A woman's thin arm clings to his back. Trembling fingertips grabbed the clothes and a small whimper zeroed.

Alphas pulls her hair. He felt uncomfortable and whispered in her ear.

"Don't cry. I feel like I'm doing something wrong."

"Bad things..."

Tinasha untied her hand with a bitter smile. Stepping back and taking a distance, she puts her white hand against her chest.

Clear skin. Tinasha's fingertips sank without sound on her soft skin with no ornaments whatsoever.

She slowly raises her hand before Alphas accidentally takes a breath and watches.

A long sword pulled out of a woman's throat as a sheath. He gazed at the well polished double-edged.

The witch exhales deeply and pulls out a wave of uniqueness from herself.

A sword that encloses power, memory, destiny.

Alphas silently received the pattern of his sword, which was still offered with the remaining eyes of the patrol.

When I'm confused about how to handle it, but the sword fogs without sound, disappearing into his hands.

Alphas accidentally reviewed his palm a little.

"That sounds crazy"

"That's what it is."

I smile bitterly and Tinasha pops into his chest. A beautiful voice sang in tears.

"Forever, beside you"

Words that swear the same thoughts. A clear breeze blows in the rubble tower.

That is how Alphas captured the woman in the birdcage on this day at the top of the tall tower.

The view from far above was faintly cold through the exclamation.

Alphas, who was not only mentally cold, but was actually chilling at the strong wind he blows, hugs the woman sitting next to him between his knees.

That's how he asks as he warms up.

"So, what is this creature?

"It's called a dragon. Not on this continent, of course."

"High. Too high. Slightly lower your altitude."

"Uh, this continent doesn't have anything to fly in the air, does it? haha."

"Don't laugh, drop it"

A glimpse of the past. Eventually you start to see the city of destination.

Empire and a state of war neighbor. There they are going to infiltrate and infiltrate the underground with the same technology to remove the control locks as Keys.

Tinasha, knitting her long hair in one, smiled and looked up at the man.

"If it works, you'll be back in about three months."

"I hope so.... Is this even what deviants do?

"I'm in the mood."

Follow the cheeks of a woman who says no evil, and Alphas turns back forward again.

Clear blue sky. A sprawling earth.

Remembering the thoughts of his heart in the world he saw for the first time, he held the woman who leaned against him and lived eternally strong.