As a commander, I will never meet a heavy female ship girl

The sea of ​​sand hangs upside down in the sky, and grains of sand slowly fall down one by one

That is the grave of time

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Lorraine didn't know where his destiny would go, but at least he could look back and see the path he had taken.

Just like his monologue once: the path we "take" is "automatically blocked" and "extends into the unknown."

From the beginning to the end, it is all "us" who struggle in "society", outline our own "dreams", and yet hate this kind of "performance" inexplicably.

He himself could no longer distinguish between performance and struggle.

It is said that before a person dies, there will be a revolving lantern in which he will recall his life.

But when Bai Ying raised the gun, only one word flashed through his mind - agreement.

After all, he had imagined his own ending countless times—although he had never thought of dying of natural causes, but...

Maybe he died of brain death at his wedding with Burgundy, or he committed suicide because he couldn't bear the chaotic memories and pressure, or he died in the Siren's artillery fire like a soldier.

In short, the world is just a huge makeshift team.

When Bai Ying pulled the trigger, he closed his eyes.

If the word "fate" could be easily understood, would everything become boring?

Lorraine was too lazy to think about it. He was not the kind of person who would try hard to figure out his fate and try to control everything in his hands.

"Will I bring shame to the group of time travelers by doing this?" He smiled bitterly.

I'm like a machine without any emotions, always abusing the feelings of Burgundy and the others towards me...

Go do your own thing and let them worry about you.

That being said, I'm pretty pathetic.

What's that saying? Really high and mighty, a jerk who only thinks about himself.

But to be honest, it seems that no one can be blamed for this accident.

A small sneeze from fate is like an unstoppable torrent for all living beings in the world.

Anyway, with everything coming to an abrupt end, Lorraine also became relaxed.

Fate had played tricks on him two or three times, but this time was a bit bigger.

In fact, life does not necessarily have a predetermined ending at the beginning of the story, and not every story has a predetermined ending written by fate.

There are many stories that end abruptly, and his may not be the only one.

But the play ended abruptly when it reached its climax, which was not right in any way.

I feel a little guilty towards my dance partner and a little sorry for the audience under the stage.

This is probably why Lorraine doesn't like reading stories very much, but also likes reading stories.

but……

From the moment you understand the first page of the story, every time you move forward a page, you are one step closer to the end of the story.

It is the same every day, the difference is getting farther and farther away.

but……

Why do I not want to leave when I am walking with the story?

A shocking white light flashed, followed by an earth-shaking movement.

Lorraine felt like she was being shaken by fate, and then was gently pushed by this guy.

He turned around.

The night and dusk faded away before him, meeting the pale light.

It's like announcing the end of everything.

Quiet absurdity.

He felt like he had forgotten something.

I forgot something that was very important to me.

This feeling made him feel nauseous and a little nauseous——

Standing, yet seemed to fall down.

The world is upside down.

The light entered his sight.

Above my head is a vast upside-down sea of ​​sand, with grains of sand falling down one by one.

Slowly, a pillar connecting heaven and earth formed in the distance.

There is a door there.

The door is open, revealing green grass and cheerful sunshine.

It is Eden, free from the guilt of death.

Lorraine took his time to calm down and gradually adapted to the dry air and lower air pressure here.

It's really strange how these two things are combined.

While complaining, completely confused about the situation, he involuntarily took a step towards the door.

Then gradually started running.

The sea of ​​sand above was undulating like water, but the pillar did not change at all.

Weathered crystals gradually appeared on the left and right, slowly increasing in number.

But Luo Lin had no intention of observing, he just wanted to go there.

"Snapped!"

He tried to support the crystal in front of him, but because he had not exercised for many years, he suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Looking up somewhat embarrassedly, he cursed under his breath at his own carelessness.

But...his face was reflected on the crystal.

Those eyes were not the familiar color at this time.

But it is as black as ink.

My heart felt like it was tied up by something.

He took a step back and fell to the ground, then hurriedly got up and ran towards the door.

But the crystal fragments are getting more and more.

As he got closer, Lorraine discovered that what was falling from the sky was not sand, but colorless crystals.

It turned out to be a sea of ​​debris above my head.

The glass shards appeared dim under the dim light.

They framed my face.

But among them, all the eyes are black.

Lorraine suddenly realized why it was black.

Because there are no Kancolles in that world.

He stopped.

Oh right, Kanmusu...

He knew he had forgotten something.

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Look at the door inside the pillar.

He walked over slowly.

He sniffed the long-lost scent of grass and felt a little dazed.

It has been a long time since I enjoyed such cheerful sunshine.

It’s a pity that there is still something missing around me.

He reached out and gently closed the door.

It has already become an inseparable part of you, what are you still running away from?

I have lost so much, so many things, that now I seem to have almost nothing to lose.

and so.

Lorraine turned around and ran wildly in the opposite direction, towards the pale area.

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The ceiling was unfamiliar, but the nose was filled with the familiar smell of disinfectant.

Republic opened her eyes, but the sudden bright light made her unable to open her eyes.

Until a long time passed.

She stared blankly at the ceiling.

Another sad rainy night.

I tried to move my body and it seemed that I had been treated.

So she got out of bed...

A stagger.

She found that she was unable to support her body at this moment.

But this body is so strong.

Yes, his spine had been pulled out and then shattered on that rainy night.

She felt dizzy and wanted to vomit.

But she hadn't eaten for many days, so she just vomited out the acid in her stomach.

My throat was burning with pain, my vocal cords were completely unable to function properly, and I even choked on some liquid that entered my nasal cavity.

I am so incompetent.

"Ah! Miss Republic..." exclaimed the goddess of the kitchen.

The Republic raised its head, and the broken look in its eyes made even the Kitchen Goddess, who was used to seeing life and death, feel heartbroken.

"Gone. Everything. Is. Gone..." Republic repeated dully, his voice also sounding like it was about to break.

"We are trying to rescue, please don't let go..."

She seemed to hear it, a familiar voice that seemed to echo from her memory.

"You can't do it, so why are you here!"

"You can't do what you promised!"

"It's just French scrap metal. What's the big deal?"

"You can't protect this hope with just your words."

"so……"

Yes, run away, just escape, just disappear.

As long as I escape to a place where no one knows...

She stumbled to her feet as though pursued by some relentless terror.

The Republic suddenly pushed open the door and rushed into the dim corridor.

"Running away, running away, isn't that what we Iris people are best at?"

"Escape is shameful, but it's really useful."