“……”
When I opened my eyes, it was an unknown dark space.
A place so dark that I don’t even know where I stand…
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Nothing existed and nothing could be heard, as if it had flowed from beyond the void, and wherever I was, I was in chaotic darkness.“Where are you…”
I try to mumble those words alone.
Just a lonely voice
Returning was an empty stillness that felt even chilly, even though I tried to find the answer on my own, I couldn’t.
Everything around me was filled with black, and it felt as if I was moving with my eyes closed.
“Obviously I…”
Reluctantly looking back on the last memory, a fragmentary scene that comes to mind naturally
‘My dear… Please be my strength.’
That’s right… I must have been blinded by Lusria’s arms…
And when I open my eyes… I don’t even know if I’m right with my eyes open in the first place, but the vision that spreads out is a void of nothing.
Is this an unknown space brought to you by Lusria?
“Ah… Ahh…!”
As I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a girl’s groan of pain…
“Marika?!”
When I looked back, the sight that unfolded to me was that of Marika, who was crying helplessly on the floor, as if in a nightmare.
“No… Please help me… Harold…”
She was muttering my name for some reason, closing her eyes tightly and resisting something as if struggling.
“Marika!! Calm down!”
She shook her unconscious body and tried to wake her up, but there was hardly any response.
Whoa!
“Marika?!”
But suddenly she is sucked into the darkness and begins to disappear.
“Ugh…!”
I embraced her so as not to miss it and desperately resisted the darkness…
“Marika!!”
In the end, I lost her in the dark.
“no…”
At that time when I felt pain and lamented at myself for missing her, who did not know where she was taken…
“Welcome to the inner world…”
An unfamiliar voice that speaks to me in a light atmosphere
“?!”
A vague expectation of who the owner of that voice is, passes by in an instant.
I hope… the one behind me…
“That’s right, it’s me.”
Obviously, he was only thinking about himself, but he reacts to those thoughts as if he had read it in his head.
“Ugh?!”
When I turned my head to the voice overflowing with leeway, there was a woman I had never seen before, standing alone.
“An abstract place where the passage of time is different from the world outside… This place is a place that embodies my inner self colored with darkness.”
Long gray hair, light purple eyes, and a dress with a hint of color again
If you look closely, it doesn’t look like it’s the first time you see it… She was a woman who looked very much like Arsia, but definitely had a different side to her.
An ominous dark energy emanating from the outside…
“you…”
I soon realized that I was curious about the identity of the existence in front of me.
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Now, this woman is Lusria… that she is her true self…“I think it’s the first time I’m showing my true self… But I have to tell my partner about my face…”
She looked at me with words that seemed to change my conjecture into certainty whether she had read my mood or not, and then tackled me as she muttered words that couldn’t be done alone.
“Don’t be ridiculous, I’m not your mate… And free Marika!”
However, as he lightly smiled at my words, his face began to show emotions with several meanings.
“But I’m sure you’re my companion, and I’m sure that if I take you, I’ll get infinite power.”
Why does she call me a companion in the first place…
“But I refuse, I have no intention of becoming your companion!”
and…
“As I said before, it’s only natural for you to react like that, because I almost killed you on the Night of Doom…
Why do you keep talking as if you had a relationship in the past?
“I’m going to apologize again, I’m really sorry…”
A question that I’ve been pondering on my own since a while ago
“You may not believe it, but my longing for you is my heart without lies.”
To the woman who proposes to me with a sad expression while sincerely asking for forgiveness…
“In the first place, aren’t you and I meeting for the first time today? Why do you keep talking like a spherical face?”
Ask questions that keep popping up.
“What?”
Then, for the first time, the old god looked at me strangely with a puzzled face.
“What are you talking about…?”
He tilted his head as if he did not understand what I was saying.
“Literally, wasn’t it you and I met for the first time today? And they seemed to be talking as if they knew Erina-san, how did you know that I had something to do with Erina-san?”
Contrary to me, Lusria said it in a rather sharp voice.
“Wait a moment…”
And then, as I slowly descended into the labyrinth, I was confused…
“You don’t remember the last time?”
You say things you don’t understand at all what you want to say.
“The first time we met, what are you talking about? Have you met before? The last night of ruin… That’s when I threatened you, and you dealt a huge blow to me with lightning magic, right?”
Confusion comes to me as I put out words I have never heard of.
“By the way, you sacrificed your life force with the Sealing Stone to make me imprisoned… You really don’t remember that time?”
I remember hearing it for the first time in my life.
The explanations too detailed to be her words and the look on her face, which is genuinely confused, fills the atmosphere with wonder at the borderline too.
Me and her met on the night of ruin?
What are you really talking about?
I was there on that day, which was definitely called the worst night, but I have no memory of encountering the Old Gods other than heretics—’
Quick!
As I recall the memories that remain within me, the familiar current that quickly passes through my mind
“?!!”
Soon, I feel even an auditory hallucination as if the voices of certain women are being heard.
‘Harold!’
‘Harold?!’
‘brother…!’
‘My knight…’
Unfamiliar and nostalgic… Important memories that have been forgotten pass by so quickly as if they only appear for a brief moment.
“Ugh?!”
And then the headache…
“Your head hurts?!”
This, too, grabs your head from the agony you’ve ever felt.
Anomalies happening again…
Fragmented and faintly flowing heterogeneous memories… But the memories that have a sense of reality make them scream to themselves and suffer.
By the way…
“uh…?”
Lusria, who saw that I was suffering, suddenly focused on something, and suddenly opened her eyes as if she had realized something.
“Ah… Maybe that’s it? You have a distorted memory now…”
However, such embarrassment is temporary… Although it is somewhat ridiculous, she covers her eyes as if lamenting about reality and starts to laugh in vain.
Twisted memories…?
“Ugh!!”
The word is strangely bothering me, and the headache intensifies.
Why are you doing this these days?
The wind is so strong that my head feels like it’s going to break…!
“Be comfortable.”
Meanwhile, Lusria suddenly caressing my head and muttering like that.
“…?”
At the sudden words of her, the pain went away like a lie.
“Harold…”
Then, Lusria looked up at her with eyes full of affection and sympathy.
Come to think of it, she’s shown a strangely friendly attitude towards me, even though she’s been in a hostile relationship…
I was vaguely aware of it from the beginning, but when I suddenly accepted it from an objective point of view, the hostility was lifted to the extent that I felt strangely myself.
“You’re inside me right now, so I can peek into your head though it’s fuzzy.”
After confirming that I had hidden my hostility, Lusria started to look at me with a sad expression when she said something out of the ordinary.
“……”
What the hell do you want?
“What are you talking about…”
Even though she’s still skeptical, when she asks what she wants to say, she goes straight to the point without any other crappy explanations.
“Your memory is being manipulated by someone right now, and you are using you for your own sake… An imprint engraved inside you like a curse… I can feel it.”
I am stunned at the words that I can only help but be somewhat shocked by.
Her words were the same as accusing me of living a wrong life, denying myself the life I have ever lived.
However…
“Tell me more.”
I don’t know why I don’t want to react to that… All the paths I’ve taken are being denied, but even I want to believe that it’s the truth… It felt so strange.
“Your memory is being manipulated…”
“Excuse me for a moment.”
Then he puts his hand on my forehead and begins to fall into deep thoughts.
“Ah… well…”
Sometimes, her skin is finely bloomed, and sometimes she frowns.
“……”
As soon as I saw everything inside me, I gently opened my eyes and looked at him again with sad eyes.
“As expected… Your memory has been maliciously edited by someone, taking away your existing life and being used by someone who only serves your own interests.”
I’m being used…
“really..?”
We are hostile, fighting for each other’s lives, but…
Why is it trustworthy?
“What can I do to help?”
I felt like I wanted to nod my head at her words.
Various phenomena that have remained only questionable all along… I was curious about the identity of the unfamiliar memories that came up along with the headache that came when a moment of crisis or a specific word came to mind.
“then…”
“Instead, there is a condition.”
Condition…?
“Acknowledge that you are my companion, accept me and love me.”
Maybe she could help me with something, but I couldn’t accept her offer.
“No… that’s not okay.”
“What…?!”
At the answer without a single thought, she shows a rather sad look and is disappointed with me, making a sad expression with a smile that has faded in an instant…
“then…”
I say to Lusria
“But… if you listen to some of my requests, I’ll become the companion you’ve always wanted.”
You are proposing one irreversible deal.