Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

"It's called Dr. Frankenstein, her creator. How on earth can you design such a monster?"

Amakusa couldn't help but smile bitterly at Shakespeare's words, and at the same time, he suddenly came up with a vicious idea.

, please materialize. Now I need your 'theater'."

"Oh, that's it, that's it! Then let him whom you love and hate meet you!" A person's life is just a shadow wandering around, just a poor actor. That's when it's his turn to appear. , just shouting a few times on the stage!'"

Like the devil in "Faust", a man in flashy robes appeared. He saluted exaggeratedly and flipped the pages of the book in his hands.

"The show is about to start. There should be thunderous applause from here!"

With such a clean and neat release of the Noble Phantasm, Hong's figure disappeared in an instant, and Frankenstein, who was running through the forest, and the girl in the snow-white wedding dress - met that person there.

"Stop it."

"Ugh...!?"

It was an incredible miracle. The man who could not appear here was speaking to himself with a gentle expression that was not his style. When he was alive, he had never shown such a smile to himself.

Frankenstein, who was still accelerating despite being attacked, stopped now. She had always been reluctant to show her emotions, but now she opened her mouth out of disbelief.

The man who appeared in front of her, wearing a white shirt and a black vest, was the one who created her: Dr. Frankenstein.

He is the man who created himself, his father, and the object of his hatred——

Why? what on earth is it? !

Kenniang wasn't surprised that he was here. What really shocked her was the gentle smile on the doctor's face.

From the moment I opened my eyes, my father's face was filled with a distorted expression of disgust. I thought he would bless me, but all he said were insults.

It happened on a quiet November night.

"Failed, failed, failed, failed, failed!"

"How could this happen? This guy is just a useless wooden doll!"

"There is no emotion! Is it because the wire is not connected!? The tear ducts are not working. If this is the case, let alone the perfect girl Eve, she is not even a human being!"

——Well, it seems that I am a failure.

The reason why I felt sad was not because I was judged to be a failure, but because I felt so sorry for my father who was grabbing my hair half-crazily.

"I'm sorry, Father. I'm sorry, I'm a failure. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will change it. I will make it right. So please don't be angry. Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry -"

I obviously want to cry, but I don't know why I can't cry. It seems that even the function of shedding tears is not functioning properly. Every time he tried to comfort him who drank to drown his sorrows, he was always pushed away, beaten, and kicked away by him.

I don't feel any pain. But every time he was beaten... his heart would feel like it was being strangled tightly, but Frankenstein didn't know why.

Seeing her father still repenting after a few days, the girl felt sorry for him. She thought to herself what she should do, how could she comfort her father? So she made up her mind and walked out of the house.

There are all kinds of things there.

Green trees, clear and transparent pools, and dazzling sun. Maybe if you give these things to your father, he will be very happy. Just as she was thinking this, a wild dog suddenly attacked her, probably reacting to the rancid smell coming from her clothes.

When she saw the dog bite her arm, she immediately broke the dog's neck. In an instant, she received revelation.

"It's so beautiful. It's really beautiful. It symbolizes life and vitality. Because I don't have such a thing, it must be very beautiful——"

She then tore open the dog's abdomen and found the more colorful internal organs. This was something she didn't have, so she thought it must be very beautiful. In the end, she decided to take it to her father as a gift. The peach-colored internal organs were beautiful, and the bright red blood was also beautiful. She didn't feel ugly or dirty at all, and she didn't feel any discomfort from the smell of blood.

...The moment she showed it to her father, her relationship with him had a decisive break. Dr. Frankenstein abandoned everything and started running away just to avoid his own creation, because she was not only a failure, And he is an ugly, inhuman monster - this fact has been revealed for sure.

A living being that thinks blood is beautiful and is intoxicated by the sight of internal organs—that is what is called a monster.

"No, it's not like that. It's true. I'm normal. I just want to make my father happy."

But her father never smiled at her until the very end, and just kept running away in fear. In the end, her father left her with an absolute curse.

"You're a monster! A crazy monster!"

...So, she tried her best to stay normal, determined to stay rational, determined to understand the common sense of the world, and also determined to get a partner.

Why? Because normal people have their own families. Now that he has been rejected by his father, he needs a family no matter what. However, that is not something you can get if you want it, nor is it something you can snatch back. So, she decided to visit her father.

"Please give me someone who is willing to love me, please give me someone who is willing to look at me. If you say that I am the perfect girl Eve, you should be obligated to create Adam as the original human being -"

The father refused her request, and the girl went mad with rage and grief. The anger comes from his father's betrayal. Sadness - because she has realized that she can only live alone until she dies.

She just wants to be loved, she just wants to love others, she just wants to know what love is.

...No, if even this wish cannot be realized, then at least I hope he hates me.

Hate me, this is my only connection with this world and you.

She begins the chase, becoming impatient with her father as he flees and kills his family. Even so, his father was still running away. His heart was broken, and even the thought of revenge against the murderer who killed his beloved would not arise in his chest.

"Why won't you hate me? Why won't you look at me?"

On the Antarctic ice sheet, the desperate girl finally caught her father and threw herself into the fire with him. Thus, the story of Frankenstein ends. In the end, all that was left was the legend of the "ugly monster".

Now, the father who betrayed the girl was right in front of her, looking at her with a gentle expression. This was exactly the moment she had been dreaming of.

Yes, that's all. You don't have to fight anymore, because I didn't create you for this purpose."

"Wu, ah..."

The Doctor held out his hand to his head - it seemed he was about to do what parents often do to their children. That means stroking your own head. That was exactly what I had always longed for.

I really want to be loved and love from others.

I also want to fall in love with others.

This wish will soon come true.

However, because of this——

It's sizzling!

The sharp blade flashed past, and the doctor's smiling face froze, and his appearance disappeared like a phantom. Amidst the flying wood chips, the remains of the two puppets fell to the ground, completely silent.

"Cowards who run away from their own creations and sins and are worse than the villains who sacrificed their children should not come here to disgrace themselves."

The young man threw the sharp blade in his hand away in disgust, opened his palm, and covered the head of the rushing berserker with it. He exerted force suddenly and slammed the girl holding the warhammer into the ground!

Boom!

In the dust, the young man's calm voice continued to sound: "Of course, even if I don't take action, you will hammer him into pieces, right?"

"Black's Frankenstein"

"Goooo..."

The girl groaned in pain, her black robe blown away by the wind, and the image of the assassin finally appeared in her blurred vision.

Her white hair is flying, her temperament is sharp, and her iridescent blue pupils seem to be able to kill anything.

There were still traces of the battlefield on Shuoyue's body, but for some reason, he always held a white flower in his left hand. Even with one hand holding her head, the young man still squatted down and gently placed the flower in front of her.

"We meet for the second time, Frankenstein."

"You're going to die here," he said.

There is no doubt that although it is a little embarrassing, the update has been restored, and the work and rest will take time to slowly adjust back.

Chapter 468 Shuo Yue, leaving the battlefield

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The black robe is like the long night, and the devil's eyes are like the cold moon. When Shuoyue is completely let go, showing the characteristics and violence of an assassin, the nightmare of the black side begins.

The magic bullets whistled, trailing streams of light as they fell from the sky, accurately hitting the rafters of Wallachia and completely destroying them, revealing Vlad III's livid face. He growled and raised his hand, and the mighty torrent whistled through everything in front of it, through the dragon tooth soldiers, the puppets and androids, flattening the undulating surface, and finally disappearing at the end of the sight.

Countless trees and debris swayed and fell down, and dust flew up amid the roar.

But not a single ghost was seen coming out of it.

The new moon disappeared again.

"gone?"

"But Grand Duke, there is another one here!"

Astolfo rode the Hippogriff to dodge left and right, and Spartacus, who was attracted by him, chased him relentlessly. The gladiator, who was almost as big as a cosmic monster, waved his hands vigorously, and a figure fell from the sky amid screams!

"Tsk." Vlad III snorted in dissatisfaction, but still waved his hand and caught the figure with the rafters. He said unhappily, "As a cavalryman, you would be frightened to the point of falling off your horse? You really are..."

"Ah, what are you talking about, Archduke? I can't hear you!"

A powerful shout from Ah Fu was heard from the sky, and Vlad III's face suddenly changed. Before he could react, he saw the rafters exploded, and a black muzzle of a gun was pointed at his face. The trigger was pulled, and sparks gushed out.

boom!

Flanders III felt a tearing pain on his cheek and covered his face with his hands while roaring. He could clearly feel his bones being cut and even felt the deep depression with his fingertips. The pain aroused the ferocity of the archduke. He grabbed the muzzle of Shuoyue's gun with his bloody palm and clenched it tightly, but he felt his hand lighten and he actually pulled the fist gun away.

Shuoyue had already clashed his fists, and with a sonic boom, he punched him in the chest.

Crisp sounds of bones cracking were heard, and dozens of rafters were permanently destroyed. However, even with the temporary barrier, Flanders III still flew backwards amid the crisp sounds of bones cracking. When he stood firm, Shuoyue once again activated the 'Breath Blocking' and disappeared into the endless shadows.

The assassin's 'breath blocking', coupled with Bajiquan's unique 'circle', made the already agile assassin even more ghostly, almost blending into the environment.

How can you distinguish one night from another in the darkness?

Vlad was too busy worrying about the damage to his treasure. He shook his hands vigorously, and the rafters poured out like a torrent. He was not going to launch a large-scale attack - it could not do anything to Shuo Yue. Instead, it was like a sharp sword, stabbing at the red archer Atalanta not far away!

As a commander, Vlad III was well versed in the essence of military tactics. Judging from Shuoyue's previous performance, there was no way he would sit idly by and watch the female archer get injured.

But he overlooked the fact that Atalanta was not a third-rate hero, but a first-class hunter in Greece.

"If you want to catch up with me, then try it!"

Sensing the attack, Atalanta leaped up and swiftly crossed the battlefield, with the rafters chasing her closely behind her, but since Tamiao was determined to run, she easily avoided the ambush from all sides.

In the darkness, an overly burly figure showed a vague outline. A strong wind blew in her face. Atalanta's hair stood on end. She twisted her body desperately, avoiding the rafters while moving to the outside.

call--

A hurricane arose from the flat ground. It was not a natural phenomenon, but a giant palm swung by a rebellious gladiator after he was transformed into a behemoth!

Like a falling leaf, Atalanta was blown up and down by the unstable air currents, and what was even more terrible was that Vlad III seized on Spartacus's "assist" and urged countless rafters to pierce her.

! ”

Realizing that she could not escape, Atalanta asked for support without hesitation, and the black-robed assassin appeared as expected. He grabbed Tamiao's slender waist and gathered her flying emerald green hair. He then carried her through the storm on the rafters in a princess-like manner.

Curled up in the young man's chest like a big cat, Atalanta looked up at the young man's face, her pretty face slightly blushing.

On the battlefield, there was actually someone she could fully rely on. This feeling was the first time for her...

"Are you okay?"

Atalanta was stunned for a moment before she realized that Shuoyue was talking to her: "Yes, no problem, thank you very much."

"Just call me Shuoyue."

As he spoke, Shuoyue freed his hands and fired continuously. The magic bullets cleared a clear area around him. He put Atalanta down and said:

"The battle here is not suitable for you. Go and support others. I believe you can show your advantages on other battlefields."

Just as Shuoyue said, neither Vlad III, whose strength was almost equal to Karna, nor Spartacus, against whom ordinary attacks had no effect, could be defeated by Atalanta with just a hunting bow... There was no point in telling tales.

As for Ah Fu, who is still flying in the sky and has no intention of coming down, he obviously does not need Ta Miao's help.

"I understand." Atalanta nodded without hesitation and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped and her two animal ears trembled slightly.

"Be careful, Shuoyue."

"Ah? Oh." Shuoyue was stunned, and Ta Miao had already left. The rumbling sound not far away was getting closer and closer. It was obvious that the three black players were killing each other and were planning to drag him into the water as well.

It’s a pity that since Shuoyue is taking Atalanta away from the battlefield, he has no intention of going back.

"See you again if we are destined."

Loosening his fist with reluctance, the young man exerted force on his feet and also abandoned this increasingly dangerous battlefield, along with Spartacus's crazy laughter.

——Then, he came to the forest. The great writer in flashy robes had been waiting for a long time, and the black Frankenstein was standing not far away in a daze, like a puppet with no electricity.

"Oh, has the leader we truly serve appeared? Just as you instructed, we have already locked the black one in the treasure!"

Shakespeare winked at Shuoyue and said, "Next, it's time to verify your guess!"

"I know." Shuoyue took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

The reason why he suppressed his desire to fight and chose to join up with Shakespeare was to try two things.

As for these two things, Shuoyue did not intend to tell Altria or Lingxia. However, for some reason, he chose to bring a little guy with him...