bgm: Surgam Ldentidem (Kajiura Yuki)

The black stone door was smooth to the touch, three meters high, and the lemon's white and delicate little hands were attached to it, trying to push it open.

Want.. Go outside!

。。 I.. I don't want to do it anymore. Alone ...

A person. It's painful. It's lonely.

The door opened.

But it wasn't the lemon that opened, and Ake knew it.

Yes.. That's what I once saw with my own eyes, and what I understood can no longer be understood.

The door opened outward, opened by something outside. There is no sunlight shining through the other side of the door, and you have only a deeper, more desperate darkness, like the jaws of a beast that chooses to devour people, which makes Lemon's face appear with a look of fear and disappointment.

。。 It's been so long. Still doesn't work?

The lemon is gone.

To be precise, it was pulled into the door, just like being sucked into the belly of a beast, like a person being sucked into a large crusher, and there was an irresistible suction force from outside the door, and the lemon was sucked directly in, not to mention resisting, and there was no reaction today, so it disappeared into the empty space.

The indescribable, even invisible, sound of tooth sore chewing could be heard in the darkness, protecting some kind of rough and massive polymer grinding flesh and bones.

"Ahh——h

The sound of chewing, grinding, saliva, swallowing, and some small unknown sound.

Then everything was quiet again. The huge cage was empty.

A large puddle of blood flowed out of the door in the shape of a large pool. The amount of blood is simply unreasonable, and it turns into a vicious stream. Flowing around. It's like a scarlet blanket, slowly spreading out into the distance.

The Little Red River meanders gracefully, frightening and cold, but it is so vivid that it gives people a burning sensation like a piercing eye.

It was as if it wasn't blood, but some kind of hideous wound that had been torn open. Some kind of crumbling safflower.

The black door bites, and the sound of chewing has disappeared.

Some protrusions gradually appeared in the flowing blood-colored river, as if someone was diving in it, and was stretching his body to get up at this time.

Long hair up to the waist, lovely fair face, with a flush, white affection, small hands supported downward, smooth ankles and small round toes. The body is still wearing the same white dress as before.

Blood dripped down the cracks of the hair, and it didn't stick to it at all.

The little girl sat up from the dark red pool of blood, blood sliding down her smooth skin, seemingly leaving no trace.

Lemon raised her head a little hazy, as a human being, it was dark and endless.

The world in the far reaches of the world is grouped together by a wall on the outside, and you can only stay inside. I can't get out on my own.

"Eh... Belch.. Uh-huh-woo-woo-woo-woo—— "The girl seemed to be suffering some kind of great pain, and she held her little head and fell into the snowy beach, blood splattered everywhere, but it did not stain her white dress.

She struggled, her whole body stiff, her fingers and toes tense. She trembled from time to time, and the great pain constantly stimulated her, making her body spasm, but she could not pass out smoothly. She tossed and turned in the shallow blood water, up and down. Finally, he curled up like a boiled shrimp in soup and lay on his side on the cold black floor.

Dark red blood rippled around her, and her long hair fell into it, strands of hair hanging down to the corners of her eyes, and some of them curled and curled into her mouth.

。。 Pain.. It hurts。。。

Lemon makes a "woo-woo" whimper, and an ordinary little girl, even if she just falls, will have an adult to help her, but she endures the pain of paying attention to causing permanent mental trauma. But he is struggling alone.

She began to cough violently, trying to remain as calm as possible under the inhuman torture, and not to scream. Pools of innocence were coughed out of his mouth. Your cough is getting more and more intense, and by the end it's not coughing up blood anymore. Blood gushed like a fountain, like a faucet that had been turned on, and immeasurable black blood was pouring out of her mouth at a rapid pace, and if you looked closely, the black void thing looked a little like blood, but it wasn't all there.

The red pool was mixed with this black liquid, which had a deterioration and moldy effect, and even bubbled out a lot, which no longer looked beautiful and even a little disgusting.

That kind of black thing is like a shadow, a moving shadow, and one by one they condense and form, turning into all kinds of strange and illogical things.

A strange big fish with a monkey face, an elephant the size of a finger but only the front half of its body, a sunflower with thick rhizomes and petals replaced by hands and feet, growing in a square. The apple with an incomparably long tongue, the head of an old man stretched ten times by a pendiculation, a group of headless seven-legged monsters that attack and tear each other apart. Eating candy with a bloody mouthful.

They kept stirring in the shallow blood water, and then these extremely chaotic non-conscious beings seemed to have suddenly received some signal and began to fight each other desperately, making sticky "poof" sounds, they didn't hurt the little girl in the middle, but just scuffled with each other in a very disgusting and cruel way.

The monkey-faced monster fish, bit off half of the old man's nose, and then was swallowed by several insects on Lao Tzu's head. The sunflower stretched out countless hands to grasp the square apple, pulled its tongue off, and then stuffed it into the beak hidden in its stamens, but its rhizome was immediately cut into the delicately packaged candy, and gray juice flowed out。。。。。

But in a moment and a half these things were all killed, and they all died together, until the last one was left, and then the corpses of these shadows all fell apart one by one, and turned into some kind of black paste-like substance, sinking under the blood water, and a large gray shadow, turning into this similar solid substance covering the stone floor.

In fact, the slate floor does not necessarily start black.

Lemon was still stunned, the almost unbearable pain was over, but she still couldn't come back to her senses. Wait until the residual pain on the nerves slowly dissipates. Lemon realizes that the "punishment" has passed, and that she has finally failed again.

Failure just. Can't get out,

Failure after failure. It never worked out.

Failure is a "punishment".

Lemon propped her hand on the blood-colored ground, trying to stand up, but she stumbled and splashed a bloody flower.

Her gaze was still calm, and she was even trying to keep herself smiling, even in such a desperate situation, she was subjected to such inhumane treatment. She still had a smile that was pure and unworldly, even a silver bell-like laugh.

Of course, it is not because of optimism, because of courage, no matter what kind of mentality a person has, in this environment, it will continue to be consumed, and in the end there is only one result.

If it is not a habit to be able to laugh at this time, it can only be because Lemon, who has never been in contact with the outside world, does not know the meaning of "laughter" at all.

Lemon doesn't know what happiness is, she doesn't know what sadness is, she doesn't have the pursuit of happiness, she only has the instinctive fear of pain, and she doesn't even have all kinds of basic concepts. There is only one reason why she can reveal pure school now.

- Lemon felt that when she smiled, her pain lessened, as if everything was just something that would pass soon.

Lemon sat bent over, dumbfounded, trying to keep her goofy smile at bay. The people around her are nothing but darkness. It had to be useful, because when she came out of the darkness, there was only darkness behind the darkness. When I want to open the door and go outside, I instinctively want to know that the outside world is the same result, and behind the door, there is even deeper despair.

Ake knelt in the void not far away, kneeling on the other side of the other's reach, falling into a long silence.

Some things are not something that can be accepted as a matter of course after experiencing it once and then the next day, and even because it was the first time, I didn't want to go back, didn't want to try again, and hoped that I would never be exposed to it again and be able to stay away from the nightmare of the past.

Why do people want to experience darkness and despair?—— it is to prepare for climbing into a deeper abyss in the future.

Ahh Why us?

Rolling and crawling, constantly moving forward, just to step into the darker abyss. Because there is no way back in the rear, there is only one way forward. Even if you want to stay put, you can't do it.

After a long time, Lemon's eyes regained some light, and she staggered past, towards the direction of the door, because even if she failed, it represented a direction, even if the back road was cut off, and the road ahead was a deeper despair, so she kept moving forward, hoping that there would be a ray of light at the end of despair.

- until there is no way out.

The sound of chewing sounded again in the empty world, and the sound that sounded tooth-aching seemed to be slow and methodical, just like a machine that would not age and rigidly execute the same commands.

Repeated again and again countless times, pulled, devoured, chewed, torn, crushed into powder, experiencing all kinds of unrealistic pain, again and again, one face the endless darkness.

Sometimes, too, Lemon would pause, in a daze, and no longer approach the door. After countless failures, Lemon would go to a bloodless clearing, clutching my knees in a daze...

Just like it did at the beginning.

Just like Ake dreamed at the beginning, when his sister was still smiling at him.

Now, Ake knew what his sister was doing, just to find a place without his own bloodstains, no shadows, and no terrifying gates, and squatted down silently, waiting for countless years to pass, until he felt vague about himself, and then went to make a new round of "attempts".

Lemon sat dumbfounded, the air around him was cold, so he kept curling up, unwilling to let go of his hand.

There is no one around, only herself, if you let go of your hand and move casually, maybe it will be warm for a short time, but then it will feel cold for a long time, as if a piece of heart is missing.

。。 It's so lonely. A person. The little girl naively thought that she did not feel too much hopelessness and pain because of her situation, because there was no object to compare, so in his or her understanding, these were all things that were taken for granted, and they were all so-called "everyday".

She just felt that it was too lonely to be alone.

So.. How nice would it be to have two people?

Little Lemon thought so.