I Was Sick of Loving You

96 – (Side story) Wind

Shortly after Master passed away, humans started calling us fallen ones. I didn’t care at first. I wasn’t the type to care what other races called us.

After ignoring the change of humans, those who served Armis declared that Kaian was a heretic and sent a subjugation force.

The brothers and sisters were very angry at that situation, but I didn’t think anything of it. It’s not that my faith in Kaian-sama was sincere, and the sincere Master didn’t give any revelations or blessings even while suffering. It is natural that I do not feel anything when I hear the insults directed at Master Kaian.

However, I couldn’t wait to see Master destroy this place he loved, so I prepared for war.

The entire Holy Land prepared for war, and tension lingered. The tension reached its peak on the night of the full moon.

Human figures were visible on the horizon. A crowd of humans densely filled the horizon. Even with the naked eye, the number that seemed to be dozens of times larger than ours was accompanied by tension and anxiety.

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Looking around, everyone seemed to be thinking the same thing, but no one said it out loud. Just swallowing saliva, warming up for the coming war.

After looking at those brothers and sisters, I pulled out the two swords that Master had given me and waited for the flames that seemed to devour Master’s traces in the heavy wind.

The moment when the twilight of dawn illuminates the path ahead of the sun as time passes. The crowd of humans spewed horns and shouts and advanced toward us.

The shouts of humans that make the air tremble and the sound of our footsteps on the ground make our ears ache and our heart beat fast.

The sound that made me do that gradually got closer and I saw something I shouldn’t have seen. No, I saw something I didn’t want to see.

The people I saved while traveling the world with Master. They came to burn down the place Master loved.

My heart, already empty and full of scars, aches at such an unbelievable sight. The pain gnawed at my heart and dyed my heart red.

My reddened heart cried out not to forgive them, and I obeyed. With the sword Master gave me, I cut down the humans Master saved.

The sword that saved people took people’s lives, and the brilliant memories of saving people and feeling proud were stained with their blood and lost their light. And I cut out memories that have lost their light.

As he cuts it out again and again, the good will he learned from Master fades and disappears, and in its place, greedy human eyes and the blood of his brothers and sisters come in.

They begin to turn into hatred of humans, and the empty heart burns with pain.

Grabbing a burning heart, he cuts down the endlessly influx of humans. To protect the place Master loved, to punish those who tarnished Master’s good intentions, he cut them down.

Cut, cut, and cut again, and the nose no longer smells blood, and the body no longer feels pain. I just move according to the sound of my burning heart.

After cutting for a while following the sound, the blade of the sword broke off. Another trace of Master disappeared. It hurts unbearably.

Feeling that kind of pain, I grabbed the sword that was scattered and cut the fruits of Master’s good intentions. Even though it was cut endlessly like that, the heart is constantly thirsty and wants to kill humans.

I tried to move the sword as I wished, but it didn’t move. The body is out of will. The body escaped its will and the blade lodged in the shoulder.

The blade cuts deep into my shoulder, but I feel no pain, only thirst. I couldn’t do anything because of that thirst and glared at the humans. Then, what came into my eyes were monsters with dirty eyes, not humans who were smiling and bowing down to say thank you.

Those who didn’t even want to think of me as being of the same species as Master pointed their swords at me. The knife moved sluggishly, and my life passed swiftly.

Happy times with my brothers and sisters.

The time when I lost the will to live even after being saved by my teacher.

The days when I slowly opened my heart while seeing Master’s good intentions.

The days when I felt Master’s warmth and wanted to become like Master.

The time when I was happy to be Master’s disciple.

The days when Master and warmth were shared with the world.

The painful time of losing Master until now.

All those moments passed by and the longing came over me.

I want to go back to the days when I was with Master.

I want to say that I am grateful to my teacher, that I am happy, that I love you.

I want to call you father.

I know that wish won’t come true, but I yearn for it.

Together with such a wind, the memories that were happy but lost their light are scattered. Those memories dissipate and a chill penetrates my stomach.

I realized that the end had come to that coolness. Realizing that, I had one wish.

After I die, I hope to open my eyes where Master is.

If that is my next life, I would like to become Master’s child.

no, anything is fine Anything related to Master is fine.

It’s good if it’s just a fleeting fate.

So just once… I want to see Master just once.

With such thoughts, the coolness turns into heat and the world becomes blurred.

The clouded world shakes and the sky is visible.

Unlike the noisy and blood-stained land, you can see a calm sky.

I hate such an indifferent sky. I’m resentful.

As I was thinking about that and feeling my eyelids getting heavy, the sky suddenly darkened. A blue light descended from the darkened sky. The wind blew with the light.

The wind blew, the human voices disappeared, and the world became quiet. A light enveloped me in the quiet world. Then, along with the warmth, the heat began to dissipate.

In that situation, only one thought came to mind.

“Death is like this.”

“It’s not like that.”

A familiar voice came from somewhere. The voice of the Elder, whom Master relied on a lot. I turned my head to the voice. Then I saw a human wearing blue light, not the elder. And behind that human, I could see my brothers and sisters wrapped in blue light.

“You will be tired, so get some sleep.”

I heard that sound, and then I fell asleep, and the darkness was thick. It wasn’t long after darkness fell, and I saw Master, whom I had longed to see.

I tried to approach Master, but I couldn’t because my body didn’t move. I tried to call Master because I couldn’t approach him, but my voice didn’t even come out. I can’t do anything but look at Master.

I thought it was enough to see Master once again, but when it came true, I regretted it.

I’ll be a little more greedy.

With that thought in mind, Master stepped in front of the huge stone statue, slashed her wrist with a dagger, and sprayed blood on the unsightly pendant. When Master’s blood touched the pendant, the pendant began to emit a slight light.

“I will dedicate all my karma, body and half body.”

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Light came into the stone statue’s eyes, and a vague voice was heard.

[Tell me what you want.]

“Please connect the link between my soul and the soul of my wife, Bianca, who left first.”

[You can connect the link of fate, but it is a small wish for the sacrifice you made. Would you still?]

“It doesn’t matter. So please do it.”

[i get it.]

At the end of that conversation, light emanated from the pendant and wrapped around Master. And after that scene, the darkness dissipated and I saw a familiar ceiling.

The abode of the Holy Land where Master and I lived. I could see the ceiling there and heard the high priest’s voice.

“Are you awake?”

When I turned my head to that voice, there was another person other than the elder. I saw an old man clad in a dim light, not a young man who ran like earlier.

Seeing that human, he hurriedly touched his waist, but he couldn’t hold the sword. Then the old man laughed. Then, as he gestured, his appearance changed and the old man took on the appearance of the elder.

“I should start by introducing myself to you. I am the elder you knew, the teacher of your teacher, Daniel, and the warrior Kaian.”

That word makes my head complicated.

“This is not important, so think about it later, and listen to me.”

I glared at Kaian, who said that it was not important after saying something that would make my head complicated. He ignored my gaze and opened his mouth.

“It’s about your teacher, so throw in your thoughts.”

At that moment, I put all my thoughts into a corner.

“Your master put everything down and surrendered himself to the flow of reincarnation. I gave you a dream as before I left it to the current.”

“Is that important?”

“It doesn’t matter. It means that your master will one day be reborn in this world. Would you understand if I said this much?”

At those words, I felt as if my heart that had stopped beating again.

“Yes!”

Do you answer while feeling a blooming hope? As Kaian-sama circled her body, the dim light disappeared and the surrounding space shook.

“Ha, it’s like the rules for zombies. You won’t allow this much.”

Kaian-sama said that and looked at me.

“I’m sorry. You will forget everything you just said.”

“Yes? what is that…”

Before I could finish my words, light emanated from the shimmering space and enveloped me. And consciousness gradually faded.

——–

My eyes opened with a dazzling sensation. When I opened my eyes, I saw the elder.

“The elder?”

I called the elder, but he did not answer. It’s a bit strange to have such a leader. He always responds gently when I call and smiles, but he doesn’t answer and his expression is somewhat dark.

“Elder, are you having a bad day?”

“No… nothing.”

After saying that, the elder stood up and was about to leave the room. I was puzzled by the elder’s behavior and opened my mouth.

“Elder, won’t you say hello this morning?”

The elder suddenly made a puzzled expression. Perhaps you are joking.

“Good morning! You stroked my hair every morning as a greeting.”

“Since I’m getting older, I often forget these days. hahahaha.”

The elder smiled awkwardly and patted his head. I felt a little clumsy warmth. It’s a little awkward, but I like the warmth of the great priest who gave me the will to live again after losing Master.

But why was that warmth awkward and questionable? But those thoughts soon disappeared.

Those strange thoughts disappeared and I followed the high priest as always.

I hope there are many happy things today.