When, exactly?

Does it seem a long time ago, or is it in the distant future?

Is it a gap in time, or a gap in the world?

I also seem to have forgotten some things about myself.

But it's really about yourself.

Scene after scene flashed before his eyes.

In the end, it was a small island.

Orel, that's how it is called, is the quiet island and the surrounding sea.

The warm climate is very suitable for people's lives, and this sea is my home, and I live here.

Or maybe it was more appropriate if it used to be my home.

Palm trees swaying in the sea breeze, white sand on the coast, the sea that is one with the sky, and seagulls that you can see at any time.

The state of all this is where I was raised.

This is the home of my origin, cognition.

My father was a doctor, and my mother was a dedicated housewife, and because my father helped many people recover, I had a dream of becoming a doctor a long time ago.

Although life is not rich, nor is it poor.

But I've always thought that playing with my friends and being with my parents on this island is my greatest joy.

Words and leaves, or water and tide leaves.

This is my name, although I like the name very much, but the surname always feels a little awkward to read, and friends who get along well like to call me Yanye directly.

That's how the story began.

Thirteen, that's right.

I think it was when I was thirteen years old, when we least expected it, when the war spread to me.

On the endless sea, god-like warships and magic armor danced on the crimson moon-stained sea, spreading the smoke of war.

A ruthless decisive battle.

They didn't take into account the people around them, or at that time, they only had hatred in their eyes.

Hatred for each other.

But no one thought that that the fiery hatred would burn into the bodies of others.

It was a radiance, more dazzling than any light.

It was as if it could shatter the sky and cut through the sea, and the small island was swallowed up by this light in just an instant.

For them, it may be a moment, but for me it may be instantaneous, eternal.

I didn't even feel the pain, I just felt like I was being swallowed up by the merciless light, as if even my soul had been swallowed up.

It was the first time I felt that death was so close to me.

Life is so fragile, like a doll with a rough texture, fragile.

At the moment when consciousness vanished, there was only a blank space.

"Are you awake?"

The moment I opened my eyes, it was a haze.

Water?

It's a familiar, but it's also very cold, like the sea in winter, cold, unforgiving, and biting.

I seem to be in this kind of place.

Although I thought that I would definitely choke to death, I was unexpectedly like a fish and could breathe freely here, and even open my mouth to speak.

It's all new, but the environment is unacceptable.

In the gloomy city, there is not even a light source, and countless unknown pipes and wiring are tangled together, spreading in this room, and strange machines are dripping.

Standing in front of me is a very beautiful sister, although I can't see clearly, but it should not be much older than myself.

Her black hair is tied with braids, and she looks very quiet, and her black sailor suit and chic hair accessories on her head are fascinating, and her blue eyes are as deep as the ocean.

"That...... All in all......"

However, his eyes were full of embarrassment and sadness.

"I'm sorry...... It's all because of our fault. ”

The attractive girl knelt down, and that is a position that is only used when kneeling to ask for forgiveness.

Why apologize?

Towards me?

Moving his gaze down, he looked at the girl in front of him, but where the afterglow was affected, he finally understood.

Why do you need to apologize, why do you need to kneel.

Because, I'm broken.

The legs that were used to run, walk on the beach, and climb the coconut trees are gone, leaving only an emptiness.

Astound? Fear?

At that time, I didn't know what kind of existence it was.

What kind of sanity can you talk about at the age of thirteen?

It's completely broken, whether it's the spirit or whatever.

In this way, it is meaningless to spend day after day.

Even though different people come every day, different people ask for my forgiveness.

It's also meaningless, although it is, but Mom and Dad won't come back, friends won't come back, and the little island won't come back.

It's not so much about living as being forced to live.

Even if you want to chew the root of your tongue, you don't have the courage.

I can't even do this kind of thing myself.

Time passes before my eyes, and the concept of time has been confused except for the clocks and calendars that can be seen every day.

Sometimes they cry loudly, sometimes they are silent.

I want to find and give myself a meaning to continue living, not to live for the sake of living.

The first moment in my mind is revenge.

To whom is revenge? How to get revenge? Such a ridiculous gesture?

So, what do I do, and where am I going? Is it right here until I don't know when I'm going to die?

Chaos and confusion surround me.

Until that day, the little girl who was even younger than me came to me.

After hesitating for a while, he finally decided to open his mouth and speak.

"Are you willing to give everything for my country? Even if you are trapped in eternal hell? ”

It's ridiculous, why should I be an accomplice to you executioners? Do you want to be grateful to you for hanging my life like this?

However, there is value.

It's not meaningless, at least you can give yourself a goal that makes sense.

"Don't think it's too beautiful, do you think the world will revolve around you? Still, I do, at least not without merit. ”

Yes, because you are not the only executioners, there is another group of murderers.

As long as you follow this group of guys, sooner or later you will be able to gain some strength, recover your body, and finally kill the murderer.

"Not for you, not for your country, but for myself."

That's just the reason.

"So, let's make an agreement."

On that very day, a miracle was born, so heavy and dirty.

The bird born with filthy wings struggled to break free from the bottomless abyss.

In the first generation, I became KANMUS.

That's what I really really are.

It represents the great phoenix.

It represents the truth of the water tide leaves.

PS: So the big phoenix chapter can start logically.,The necessary conditions for awakening have been prepared.,The story of Hirohiko will be interspersed in the reminiscence chapter.,So that readers can better understand the story in many aspects.

PSO2: 297505404, book group, book group! Someone's coming!!!!!