My youth story cannot be a knight war

"Wow—"

The golden divine bird was flying in the sky, its wings, tail feathers, and head forming a perfect circle as it danced in a cycle. Every movement exuded a beauty that was beyond human imagination and almost divine.

The divine bird soars in the sky, and its flying posture is like a dance, just like the statue of Shiva in ancient India, which often dances in a circle, which is a symbol of the universe.

However, this dance did not give birth to life, but ultimate destruction. Golden flames condensed on its wings as it flew. It folded its wings with an angry cry and became a round body emitting light and heat. Even the sun in the sky could not suppress its radiance.

Then the "sun" slowly fell from the sky, descending towards the ruins burning with flames and black smoke. The extremely high temperature burned everything below before it even touched the ground. The steel turned into flowing magma, and the earth melted into a glittering crystal wall.

This is the ultimate force of destruction and destructiveness, a natural disaster that nothing in the world can withstand, yet some lives have put up an unyielding resistance to this apocalyptic judgment.

"Ouch~~"

A violent roar sounded under the "sun", and a long black dragon rushed out from the flames and ruins, with an evil black fire burning all over its body. Its straight and elongated body was like a black bow and arrow, and the narrow eyes on its head that were shining red were the cold light reflected by the arrow.

The long tail as sharp as a sword swung, and the black dragon's body was completely swallowed by the black flames in the roar. The air was cut into waves of flames by the turbulent flow rising against the wind. The black dragon, which had completely turned into an arrow, rushed towards the flaming sun that was descending from above.

The difference in size between the two was as huge as heaven and earth. Under the gaze of countless people, this scene was like a long black needle stabbing at a collapsed building. The momentum was completely incomparable. The so-called mantis trying to stop a chariot was nothing compared to this scene. There was no comparison at all.

And this black "long needle" finally hit the descending "sun" - incredible, the former, which was not even one hundredth the size of the latter, actually blocked it. The latter's descending trajectory stopped at this moment and could not move forward any further.

——And this scene only lasted about one second.

A second later, the golden sun burst into countless fire rings in a circle from the surface of the sphere accompanied by a cry from inside again. The fireball fell again, and no matter how powerful the black arrow below burst out, it could not be stopped.

The black flames were driven away by the golden fire, and dispersed to both sides of the sky like water separated by reefs. The sun set again, and even though the speed was much slower than before, there was no pause in its forward trajectory.

Finally, the fireball fell to the ground with the arrow pressed down, and a light burst out with a brightness far beyond the limit of human eyes. A golden pillar of fire covering an area of ​​half the entire city shot up into the sky and pierced into the sky covered by dark clouds. Its huge size created a visual illusion, as if a huge golden wall rose out of thin air.

In front of the fire column, the clouds were easily torn apart like foam being punctured by a needle, leaving large blank areas. The golden flames turned into a golden-red circular shock wave that radiated in all directions of the sky. All the cumulus clouds were driven away, and the sky turned into pure golden color for a moment.

In the mighty pillar of fire, a shrill dragon roar sounded, and the black flames wrapped around its body were ruthlessly swallowed and assimilated by the golden flames, revealing its slender body of black iron.

The black dragon struggled to dance, but in the end, its entire body was ignited section by section by the flames ignited from its sharp tail, and finally turned into blurry black ashes that slowly dissipated inside the towering fire pillar, and the last trace of its existence was submerged in the blazing flames.

Snap.

The pitch-black gate fell to the ground and suddenly broke into pieces, tearing the black dragon head emblem on its surface as well, as if it was a metaphor for the end of the life represented by the emblem.

And finally, the fragments of the jammed brake dissipated into nothingness along with the floating particles, and the pillar of fire also dissipated at this time, re-condensing into the majestic figure with dancing wings.

After the flames dissipated, the world became dark again, and a heavy downpour poured down, erasing the burning nightmare from the city that was battered after the battle, leaving only charred and devastated ground.

Completely different from the dark and dilapidated tones, colorful lights suddenly lit up under the ruins of the city, like countless fireflies rising from the grass in the dark night, gathering together to bring about a colorful ocean.

The colorful streams throughout the city converge in the same direction, and then slowly gather into a white sphere. The sphere is white and transparent, and there are faint flashes of colorful lights inside, which looks extremely beautiful.

When the stream of light completely sank into the interior, the sphere condensed from semi-illusion into substance, and was captured by the physical laws of the planet, falling downwards according to gravity.

A white hand wrapped in black cloth stretched out from the side and caught the sphere as it landed.

"...A new life is complete."

……

pat.

The man in the black windbreaker skillfully opened the chain of the door with the key in his left hand, and then pushed the door open and walked in.

He held the white ball of light in his right hand. Without even turning on the lights, the light from the ball dyed the interior of the entire house a warm white.

The man kicked off his shoes, walked through the entrance hall and corridor, and then stepped onto the stairs leading to the second floor.

But as soon as his shoes and socks-covered feet stepped on the first step, his movements stopped.

"..."

Looking at the big white cat crouching at the corner of the stairs and looking at him, the man fell silent, and the strength of his right hand holding the ball of light unconsciously increased at this time.

This cat is really fat, comparable to a fat Labrador. Its hair is as messy as a plush carpet, and its eyes are dull and cloudy. Its expression and temperament show that it is a real old cat.

"Meow……"

The old cat crouched quietly at the stairwell, looking down from above at the man who looked up below, and meowed softly. The meow echoed in the empty house, sounding strangely like a whine, and the cat's already cloudy pupils became even more blurred by the salty liquid.

The man walked past the old cat silently, slowly walked up to the second floor, then turned and walked towards a room next to the corridor.

Looking at the door in front of him that was opened, revealing a glimpse of the dim scene inside, the man lowered his eyes, slowly stretched out his left hand to grasp the door handle, and pushed the door open even more slowly.

The door was pushed open about one-third when the man let go of the door handle and allowed the door to continue opening due to inertia. The old creaking sound of the hinges was like the blade of a French guillotine rubbing against the wooden pillar, which was very annoying.

A white ball of light glowed warmly outside the door, illuminating most of the dark room inside... and the pair of dangling feet in front.

The feet were covered in white socks. Even though only half of the legs were exposed under the white light, they still looked slender and elegant, with well-proportioned bones and flesh. At first glance, they were obviously women's legs.

And this pair of legs that only women have just hung quietly in the air, swaying gently with the flow of air, casting two long shadows on the wall behind.

The man standing outside the door looked at the horrifying scene inside, but his face did not show any fear or terror that a normal person would have. He only had a blank expression, or even calmness.

He just stood quietly outside the corridor, motionless, like an exquisite statue, his eyes fixed on the pair of shaking legs without moving. He didn't know how long it had been like this.

sizzle-

Until the distorted particles suddenly rose from the soles of the feet, and the outlines of the two legs slowly blurred the edges of the shape in the steaming and rising disordered particles, and finally disappeared into the air from top to bottom.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a loud thunder outside the window. The lightning flashing in the sky illuminated the window, the room, and the pair of pale, empty eyes.

The man's gaze met those eyes for a moment, and he saw countless emotions in them, but none of them could be associated with the concept of beauty or positivity.

The only thing that could be clearly seen in these eyes was boundless despair and pain, and the man had long been accustomed to this emotion.

——But he just couldn't get used to the scene before him.

The white ball of light fell from the man's loosened palm to the ground, making a crisp sound like glass when it collided with the floor, and then slid away silently.

After losing its restraints, colorful streams of light rushed out from the inside of the light ball, and soon the shape of the light ball began to fade. This treasure that was enough to drive people all over the world crazy was disappearing at this moment, and that represented the opportunity to get a brand new life.

But this is meaningless to the man now. Caught in the colorful light flow decomposed by the light ball, the man still appears indifferent, even though he is watching his efforts become meaningless.

Because it has no meaning anymore, a new life can only give rebirth to a life that is about to disappear, but it cannot save a life that is completely gone.

But it doesn't matter, because he has become accustomed to this and has even managed to deal with it calmly.

Streams of colorful light swayed and rose, illuminating everything in the house, except the man's dark eyes, which were empty and deep like the entrance to a train tunnel.

A colleague who specialized in psychology once told me that countless repeated failures can cause a person's spirit to collapse and then fall into despair. If a person sinks deeper and deeper into this negative mentality and cannot find relief, then this person will eventually become a complete biologically useless person, and death is the only relief for such a person.

But the man felt that this might be a wrong statement because the example was himself.

After countless failures and despair, he has slowly transformed from the initial collapse and pain to numbness, and then... he can no longer feel anything, and all that remains in his soul is indifference.

Deeper than despair is numbness, and deeper than numbness is indifference. It's as if a switch has been flipped in his mind, shutting out all the joy, anger, sorrow, and even despair and anger, until nothing can shake his state of mind anymore.

Therefore, people who are completely desperate will not become useless, but will become strong and invincible. The person they once were will be completely buried deep in their memory as despair accumulates and time passes.

In this long and cruel transformation, the man has become the most terrifying monster in the world today.

A monster that has completely lost its humanity and is left with only rationality, cruelty and ruthlessness.

But the monster never forgot what its wish was.

As the ball of light dissolved into the air, the last body turned into particles and dissolved into the air, and that figure also disappeared from this world... The man suddenly "collapsed".

He was originally standing straight as a spear, but suddenly his left shoulder hit the door frame, and then his whole body slowly slid down the door frame until he finally sat on the ground.

A golden card lock slipped down from the tilted opening of the man's windbreaker, and the smooth back spun away on the floor until the golden phoenix emblem on the surface of the card was pressed down by a cat's paw.

"Hi~!"

The old cat looked at the brake under its claws, and suddenly the hair on its body stood up. That is the reaction that cats will have when they feel threatened.

It used its cat claws to push the card gate open. After being pushed down the stairs, the card gate collided with the steps one after another. Finally, the impact caused the card gate to open directly, and all the cards stuffed inside were scattered out.

A card fell from the card gate and landed on the stairs. Dim light illuminated the front of the card. It was a giant golden bird with its wings spread. At this moment, the bird's eyes suddenly lit up with red and blue light.

ji...

The glass of the entire house trembled slightly at this moment, and a clear bird song suddenly rang out in the silent house, the cry filled with the ferocity and anger unique to wild beasts.

"Meow!"

When the old cat heard the bird's cry, it immediately curled up and trembled. The animal's sixth sense of danger made it feel an unparalleled threat, a fear that seemed to make its genes themselves tremble.

"Stop it... and get back."

But as this cold voice sounded, the shaking glass in the house suddenly stopped, and then the old cat felt the sense of danger quickly disappearing, and its erect hair slowly became soft.

The old cat turned his head to look in the direction where the sound came from. The man was sitting on the floor with his back against the door frame, his left leg raised, his left hand and chin resting on his knee, and his bent arm covering half of his face.

In the eyes of the old cat, time seemed to flow backwards at this moment. The young man who once was revived from the body of the man in front of him, emerged from the confinement of his heart and breathed the air that stung his bones.

"Meow~"

The old cat walked carefully to the man's side. It looked at the figure in front of it that was both familiar and unfamiliar, and licked the palm of his right hand hanging by his side with its tongue.

The man did not react at all, he still buried his face in his knees. The old cat looked at his silence, scratched the floor with its front paws anxiously, then passed under the man's raised left leg and walked into the room with the door open.

After a few seconds, the old cat came out again, holding a folded piece of paper in its mouth. It rubbed the edge of the paper against the man's palm, and the different touch finally made the man look up.

Looking at the paper picked up by the old cat, the man was silent for a while, then reached out and took it, unfolding the folded paper.

There was a line of words written on the opened page, but many of the characters had become blurred. Judging from the marks on the paper, it was probably the result of being stained by a lot of falling liquid.

And on this piece of paper, it was written:

もういいからやめて、お哥さん.

The signature was written below, but the name had been completely blurred into a blob of ink, and its original appearance could not be seen at all.

"..."

Looking at the message, the man's mouth corners suddenly curled up, and then he pressed the paper against his chest.

He stretched out his right hand and pinched the old cat's neck, ignoring its fangs and claws, and then held it in his arms, holding the old cat and the piece of paper tightly together, as if he could feel the lingering breath of another person through the two in his arms.

"I'm sorry, brother can't agree to your request..."

The man murmured softly, stroking the old cat in his arms and looking up at the ceiling above his head.

"Because I promised others that I would save you... no matter how many times I have to repeat it."

"Komachi."

39. Real G1 (6k)

Chiba Prefecture, Sobu High School, Service Club.

"Is fate...unchangeable?"

A helpless sigh echoed in the silent service club. Having witnessed this series of developments, Hikigaya felt extremely heavy in his heart.

"Xiaoqi, I feel so sorry for those Gurongis."

Recalling the roar of the man who used to be a human that she heard at the end of the light curtain, the despair and pain in that voice were so real and shocking. The already sentimental Yuigahama Yui covered her mouth with her hands, and her eyes became red and moist.

"They didn't choose to become like this voluntarily. They just wanted to survive in the beginning. Why…"

"...Yuigahama."

Hikigaya interrupted Yuigahama, his eyes looking unusually deep at this moment.

"You're right. The Gurongi are actually quite pitiful. Initially, they simply hoped to survive the clutches of certain entities. Forced into despair, they chose to come into contact with this terrifying power. Becoming the monsters they are now wasn't their original wish."

"Xiaoqi?"

Yuigahama was stunned when she saw that Hikigaya rarely refuted but agreed with her idea.

"Xiaoqi, what you mean is..."

"...But Yuigahama-san, that was only the beginning of them. The current Gurongi are completely different from the Gurongi when they were still humans."

This time, it was Yukinoshita Yukino who interrupted Yuigahama. Her eyes were unusually dim. The origin of the Gurongi clan obviously touched every part of her heart.

Yukinoshita has always adhered to the right principles, which are the various positive principles summarized by human society to this day. She has always been proud of this self-image, adhering to civilization and full of contempt for the wanton abuse of violence. Therefore, she once harbored the purest hatred for Gurongi, who drove himself to violence, killing innocent people, and taking pleasure in doing evil for his own selfish reasons.

But after learning the reason for the birth of these monsters, her feelings towards this race could not help but waver. Evil is indeed unforgivable, but how to judge those who have to do evil to survive? Who can blame a group of humans who initially just wanted to survive for committing evil in order to survive?

After watching the video and the light screen for so long, some of Yukinoshita's inner thoughts finally changed slightly. She began to understand that the world is not just black and white. Sometimes pure white has to be stained with darkness, and violence is not necessarily synonymous with barbarism.