Seiji was not dead.
For a moment, he thought he was really going to die. Only then did he realize why he had not activated his Lifesaving Skill.
Because there was a gap between the descending giant claws, it just happened to avoid him!
"Koutarou …"
Seiji didn't think it was a mistake.
It was impossible to make such a mistake.
Then there was only one answer.
"Why don't you kill me?" he asked the charcoal seller.
Koutarou still had a hateful expression on his face. His expression was twisted, and he was filled with a murderous aura. However, blood-red tears were now streaming down his face.
Then, he hugged his head and started to roar … no, cry again! The ghostly shadows behind him danced wildly.
Seiji could only watch quietly.
The giant claws all turned into mist and dissipated.
The surrounding fog became thicker and thicker. Gradually, even the Hall of Worship could no longer be seen … No, the Hall of Worship was gradually turning into fog!
The world was collapsing.
Apart from the people and ghosts here, there seemed to be nothing else.
Seiji noticed that Gungo, who was supposed to be in the hall, had also disappeared.
Did it disappear, or …
In any case, everything had come to an end.
He walked towards the coal seller, who was wailing in pain.
"Koutarou …" Seiji called out Koutarou's name as he got closer, opened his arms, and slowly hugged Koutarou.
"Harano … why …" Koutarou didn't resist at all. Instead, he cried as he asked, "Why … did things turn out like this …"
Why did his mother and brother die?
Why did his sister become a ghost?
Why … did he have to kill?
He didn't understand.
Although he felt that the man wasn't lying to him, he still didn't understand.
Harano … doesn't look like an evil spirit at all!!
If such a Harano is an evil spirit, then what am I?
What is a ghost? What is a human? Why did people turn into ghosts? Why did ghosts look so much like humans?
I don't understand …
Koutarou wanted to protect and save his younger sister, but …
He couldn't bring himself to kill!
"I'm sorry …" Seiji could only answer like this, "I'm really … very sorry …"
"Wahhhhhhhh!!!" Koutarou's face was covered in blood and tears.
At the moment, he looked like a ghost, but Seiji felt that nothing was more human than him.
I'm sorry, I can't save you.
If there was a way, I would definitely do it, but there isn't …
So, I'm sorry.
Sorry …
I'm sorry …
"I'm very sorry …" Seiji also shed tears and murmured.
Not everyone could be saved.
Not everyone could be saved.
This was a principle that had long been understood.
However, the bitterness he felt every time he faced it did not lessen in the slightest.
Even with the ability to load, there were always things that couldn't be done.
Even if there was something more powerful than loading, there would definitely be something more helpless.
And the least he could do was —
"I will remember you."
"Koutarou … I'll remember this name forever."
"Remember that you are a kind person who sells charcoal."
"I will never forget you … until I die."
That was all.
That was all there was to it.
"Harano …"
Koutarou wasn't comforted at all.
Consolation was impossible.
But … perhaps it was just a little, a little bit, a little bit of warmth.
He didn't want to die, and he still wanted to save his little sister. He didn't want to die like this at all. This helpless ending was extremely painful!
But … that was the only way.
That was the only way to leave this world.
For someone to remember him, it could be considered as … proof that he had lived before.
"I … don't want to die!!!" Koutarou hugged Koutarou and cried loudly.
"Yeah," Seiji responded.
"I don't want my little sister to die either … I want her to become a human again … so that she can live a good life …"
"Yeah."
"Mom … younger brother … they didn't do anything wrong … they shouldn't have died …"
"Yeah."
"That person said that he wanted to kill you … but I really can't kill anyone …"
"Yeah."
'You are a very kind person.
Even if you become a ghost, you are still a human.
Koutarou … was born as a human, and he will die as a human. '
Seiji hugged Koutarou and listened to his last words, remembering every bit of it.
Finally, Koutarou's voice weakened.
…
Gungo slowly opened his eyes.
He felt that something was wrong with him.
No, it wasn't just something, it was really wrong.
His body felt completely different from before!
He didn't know how to describe it, but if he had to describe it … if his previous body was like snow, then his current body was like water.
It was more solid, more solid, and had a different power.
The only flaw was his left hand.
He couldn't feel his left hand … this body didn't have a left hand.
Then, he understood what had happened to his body.
More accurately, he understood what had been done to him.
"Master … why?" he asked the exquisitely dressed beauty before him.
The black-haired woman smiled gently as she looked at his face.
"You've always called me master.
But I've never treated you as a servant … never.
You were created by me. You're my continuation, which means that you're my … son.
At a time of life and death, it's only natural for a mother to want her son to live on. "
Gungo had an expression of astonishment.
He never expected that his master viewed him like this.
He thought of himself as nothing more than a servant, a tool to kill ghosts in his master's place.
That was enough for him. He didn't need anything else … he had never hoped for anything else.
He would do whatever she needed him to do, even if he had to die.
He would live for her, and die for her. That was his fate.
Gungo had never rejected such a fate before. He even felt that it was a form of happiness. Compared to others who didn't know anything and only lived for the sake of living, he was incredibly fortunate to have such a fate and mission.
But his master …
"No … I don't need to live on. Master needs to …"
"I've already lived," the exquisitely dressed beauty stated.
"Now that this miniature world is collapsing, I remember.
"I was once a person … a real person, and I experienced my entire life in the real world."
Although that world was many, many times larger than this one, just like this one, there were things that couldn't be helped.
My birth that couldn't be changed, things that I had to do, a cage that I couldn't escape from, and a fate that I had to obey …
I've lived, experienced, and died in pain, anger, sorrow, hatred, and helplessness.
I don't need to experience it all again.
Compared to the so-called real world, the days I spent in this fake miniature world were much more peaceful and blissful.
That's why it's enough.
I'll die here again, and you … you who haven't truly lived yet, take my place and see that world.
Perhaps it's already changed for the better, or perhaps it's become even worse.
When you die in the future and come to see me, tell me about it. "
"Master …" Gungo widened his eyes, because he saw that the woman was slowly turning into mist!
"Goodbye, my child." The woman smiled as she bid farewell. "Live well in the real world … although it might be difficult, try your best to live as happily and blissfully as possible."
"No … no! Master, I don't want to!! Please hurry and take this body!!! "Gungo grabbed the woman, but she was still turning into mist and disappearing, and her speed was even increasing.
"Finally, to tell you the truth, I don't like this body. First of all, he's a man. Second, he's missing an arm. Third, he's probably …" The woman paused. "Forget it, there's no need to tell you this.
Live on with determination, Gungo. "
"No — Master!!!!!!"
The warrior screamed in pain that he had never heard before in this unfamiliar body.
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