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"Hmm~~——"

The blonde teenage girl moaned in pain on the bed, her body shaking slightly, enduring great pain.

The storm of feverish thoughts washed over her consciousness like a tidal wave, and Fei felt like an ant crossing the sea on leaves, lonely and helpless.

"Uh-huh~~-"

The fingernails were embedded in the sheets, powerful enough to tear the thin cloth apart with the ground below, but the maiden still maintained good royal etiquette at the moment.

It's heart-wrenching serious.

Fei deeply tasted her hesitation and helplessness, she was like an out-of-body soul at the moment, and the bystanders themselves were driven out of the body that had been sitting and lying for more than ten years, and then little by little transformed into something else.

Powerless.

Helpless.

This is.. Your choice.

Little by little, the bright red color seeped out of the royal courtyard, and they seemed to feel the void and weakness in the girl's heart, and when they saw her retreat, they waited for an opportunity to move forward.

Forward again and again, approaching again and again.

Backwards, backwards, backwards, until there is no way back.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

At this moment, the holy girl who carried a heavy fate alone showed her age-appropriate side.

Hard-boiled eggs with the shell peeled off.

If there's a choice, who would want that?

Why..

Bright red blood seeped down the ceiling and dripped onto the sheets.

Blood flowers bloom.

In this vast grassland belonging to the royal family, green grass begins to dye red from the earth.

Reds from all over the world converge here, and they come here with the most fanatical beliefs and the most sincere wishes.

In a hurry, with a positive attitude, the cute girl was buried.

Fei was speechless.

Her vision had long since blurred, and it was said that when the pain was so intense that it was difficult to tell whether it was a cut or a cold and burning heat.

Great pain is woven into a single color.

Melt it down.

My ideals stop there.

I can't measure my own equipment.

- "I want to live." ”

- "But no, Your Crown. ”

- "Please take my body, it doesn't need my weak and impotent consciousness, please give it a new intellect." ”

- "I'm no longer good, and no one can save me." ”

- "Well, I know what I'm talking about, it's okay. ”

- "You have a lot of unfinished business, a place you must reach, don't you? ”

- "There are still people waiting for the crown, so you must not stop here." ”

- "From the moment you came to this courtyard, maybe these were already the established routes. ”

The royal court sank into the ground.

This thousand-year-old building began to crumble, and the ground sank deeply.

Here, the girl who is alone is here, her thoughts are known only to herself, and she bears the desire from the whole world - this world that turns red little by little.

The soft body had nothing to rely on, and she still wanted to move, but she didn't have the slightest strength.

The bed melted into the ground with blood, and the tall walls and pillars sank and disappeared one by one.

Ahhhh

In the end, he was the only one.

Under the crown.

Not by my side.

In a trance, Fei seemed to have a dream.

Her crown rested beside her, and the two stood at the end of the world, slashing the high-flying dragon into the abyss.

Plot from a knightly novel.

The girl knew it was her dream.

But even so, I can't help but be delusional.

Delusional that the man had really looked at himself.

The blood-colored candle flame flickered, illuminating the hollow eyes.

But she was no longer visible.

Fei was lying on top of the blood that couldn't even be called the ground, and the "wishes" of the gathered beings were taking over her body.

Blood-colored flames leap underground.

It's cold.

Tired.

Everyone in Silos, are you alright?

Mother..

Fei counted the bits and pieces of the past, repeatedly flipping through the things she could still remember and possess.

But these are starting to get blurred.

Loss of memory.

The last proof of the girl's existence was stripped away little by little, replaced with meaningless crazy shouting and fanatical chanting.

She is being replaced from the inside out

- "God"

In the blood-colored purgatory, the snake-headed snake wrapped around her smooth ankles.

I want to go beyond the blue sky and see in the distance.

The black beast lowered its head and spat the letter into her face, as if watching the girl's life or death.

If they want their mother to live a long and healthy life, the people of Silos can greet the morning with a smile.

The black bird held something and threw it into the candlesticks that were all around, so that the high flame reflected the girl's eyes.

I want a kiss under the crown.

The lamb knelt in front of the corpse-like man, chewing on the shin of an unknown creature. It can't see with its eyes.

I want to live.

It seems like I'm going to live...

Didn't want to stop here.

I want to smile and welcome the next season of flowers, and listen to the sound of the snow that never accumulates falling gently.

I want to hear warm words.

If you want to see the colors in a variety of ways, listen to that annual concert tour.

Want to try the legendary ice cream.

I want to soak in the hot springs.

I want to do all sorts of things ...

Fei's body was gradually engulfed.

Can't breathe ...

She was on a high platform.

On the high platform drove the infinite pot.

There is only water in the pot.

Water is not enough to satisfy the appetite of the whole world.

Water needs to be mixed with solid food.

On the top of the pot, in front of the pot, in the choice of the pot, there is only a helpless girl.

I can't move...

She's sinking into the soup base.

Sent into the abyss by the lamb who bowed down to her.

It's uncomfortable.

The thoughts she weaves in one moment are swallowed in the next.

There is no mercy here.

The Lambs call this death a noble sacrifice, a glorious offering.

They come from thousands of miles and mountains, and consciousness from all over the world is rushing here.

They surround and plunder.

It's like the girl didn't die fast enough.

Mountain-like black claws trumpeted at the base of the soup.

Skinny hands like monkeys dig at the surface of the soup.

The flames have been erected.

A lot of shadows were pushed off the pot by the people who came from behind.

- Not enough!

- And more!

- Go, bring more offerings!!

There was a loud noise in the void.

They call it a feast.

Or the Holy Throat.

[Name: San Guttur]

[Type: Ritual (Fifteen Rings Divine Technique)]

[Note: With the sacrificial soup woks as the core, the ceremony venue will form a huge energy source]

- But the maiden named it as a vain flower.

Vain flowers, scattered in the blood prison.

A cute girl named Fei, who can't see her own happiness.

In the final moments, the person who was expected was not with him, and the strong hope was erased like a joke.

When the entire tricolor world is plunged into a red.

- There was a young girl who did not achieve happiness.

She will never be happy again.

And who knows.

That before the early spring,

The name of the flower that was masked.