Red flames burned in the air, and the cries of the inhabitants were heard in the crackling sound of airbursts. The flames transformed the autumn winds into the summer heat, pouring into Worcester's nose with nothing but pungent and foul-smelling gases.

The human army seems to enjoy the process of slaughter, step by step towards the retreating inhabitants.

Gurgle –

One man's feet finally stepped on the edge of the cliff, the sound of unstable stones rolling down the strait was clearly audible, and the weapons that flashed cold light were pointed at the remaining residents, all of them broke out in a cold sweat, and Worcester also felt a chill.

"In this direction .... There's a seal behind it..."

The inhabitants are beginning to despair, and now that they are all dead, I am afraid that there may be only so many people left in the huge town.

Death.

This thought first came to Worcester's mind, and it was only a few hours before he understood the meaning of the word before he understood it.

Everything was so sudden, I was happy to participate in the autumn harvest festival with my parents, but in the blink of an eye, everywhere seemed to become a hellish scene.

———

"Worcester! Certain.... To live! ”

When he came to his senses, Worcester saw his mother's weeping face.

Strange why my mother was so far away from me. Thinking like this, Worcester tried to reach out and hug his mother, only to realize that he couldn't reach her at all.

Myself... Whereabouts?

The sound of breaking through the air and the violent feeling of weightlessness in his ears told Worcester that he was falling.

I fell off the strait?

Wrong wrong.

It was my mom who pushed me down.

Why, why?

No, no, it wasn't pushed down by my mother.

This is the junction of the seals, and I will definitely die.

Worcester gradually lost consciousness, and the last sight he saw was that his mother had cast some kind of magic and forcibly demonized it, he didn't know what it was, and the dazzling light from the explosion made him feel dizzy. All he knew was that the thread connecting him to his parents was broken, and Wooster knew that his mother was protecting him.

———

"What do you want? ——”

It was as if torture from the depths of the soul echoed in Worcester's soul like hypnosis.

"What do you want? ——”

What is it... I don't understand what you're talking about.

"What do you want? ——”

The burning sensation like an ant's bite made Worcester's consciousness slightly clearer.

When he opened his eyes, it was pitch black - in fact, Worcester was a little skeptical that he had opened his eyes, he couldn't control his body, he felt that he was floating on the water, the sound of the rapids was terrible, but Worcester was very calm and did not struggle.

He felt very strange, he was even afraid of swimming, and at this moment in this kind of place, a dark place, even a place where he could not move, he was not afraid at all, only his limbs could feel the collision of the water.

Is it cold, speaking of which, in such a dark and terrifying place, this water does not feel cold, and is not choked by the water, it seems that the water will deliberately avoid its own breathing passages, even if the water is always slapped on the face indiscriminately.

He was suddenly a little scared and hoped that his mother would hold him and comfort him. But the moment the thought came to him, he only felt the pain that was already intense, he could not breathe.

"What do you want? ——”

Strange questions arose, and Worcester, who had recovered from the pain, could finally hear the voice from nowhere.

He was stunned, what did he want?

His mind couldn't work, but he felt he needed to give the voice a response.

"I don't want anything."

“..... Oh? Your parents died in front of you. ”

The owner of the voice seemed surprised, and Worcester was a little surprised at his calmness and calmness.

“... yes, so what... You can't come back to life when you die, that's what they told me. ”

"Don't you want to rely on them?"

“... How the dead can rely on. ”

The voice stopped talking a few more times, as if it was the first time dealing with such a situation.

"Don't you want to live?"

“... So what do you think? ”

"Ahhh I think you want to live, after all, survival is the instinct of life.."

The voice suddenly seemed a little cramped, making Wooster feel funny and funny, and at the same time feeling that he was not himself.

Worcester felt a cold sweat, even though he was soaking in the water and drifting down the current, he did feel himself in a cold sweat.

"Where is the end? Can you go there before you die? ”

The voice was silent for a long time, so long that Worcester almost fell asleep in the long, monotonous flow.

"Are you really only thirteen?"

"You guessed it."

"I've seen quite a few people from the Demon Realm, and they've all been bound by this simplest and most difficult seal. Without exception, they tried to pass through the seal, and it was not surprising that they were obliterated by the seal with the desire to pass; or opportunistically came to this long river, but they were sealed and erased without exception with wishes such as "I don't want to be drowned or I want to leave here". ”

The voice was silent for a moment, and a chuckle was not easily noticed, but in this environment where hearing was almost alone, Worcester could hear it clearly

"It's funny."

Worcester felt a touch like the wind blow across his face, and then vanished, everything disappeared, as if the sound had never happened, everything was an illusion. All I could hear was the sound of the rushing waves, and the sound of ticking and ticking.

Is it a dream? Worcester felt hesitant, and within a day, the most anticipated celebration of the year turned into a sea of corpses and fire, and the dearest two suddenly left him.

How did you suddenly feel that you were not yourself....

I think it was from the time when my father parted with me and my mother, and at that moment I probably felt that the sky had fallen.

Tears flowed into the long river, and he, who could barely be a teenager, felt that something was missing from his heart, and more tears melted into the long river, without any waves.

Time.... He couldn't feel the time, and he didn't know how long he had been adrift here, when great loneliness and sadness came over him.

Worcester suddenly woke up to something he had to remember.

Warm. What he needs is a place to lean on.

Wrong wrong.

It seems to be right again.

Unconsciously, tears mixed with the water of the long river flowed into his mouth for the first time. The tears were salty and astringent, and the water mixed with the long river did not change the taste in the slightest.

"The man I want to remember."

"Who the hell are they..."

After thinking about it for an unknown amount of time, Worcester couldn't even feel the darkness, and he continued to drift, even if he couldn't feel it.

———

The eyes gradually regained their ability to capture light, and the temperature began to be felt on the face. Worcester felt the change in his environment in a daze.

.... Sunlight?

At this moment, even though he regained some consciousness, he still didn't realize that he had left that long river.

He still didn't realize that he had arrived in a world that was very alien to the people of the Demon Realm.

He still didn't realize that he wasn't dead.