When I wake up, I often feel pain.

A journey from the dark abyss to the sun-drenched ground.

From darkness to light, it's a bit like the birth of a baby.

Try to set the tattered body, the dying life on fire, and rekindle the lamp of consciousness.

However, the pain was so severe that I wanted to roll on the ground.

As soon as you wake up, you will feel pain in the circulation of blood, the connection of bones, the connection of nerves, the operation of internal organs, and all life activities.

It's painful———

Born in order to suffer, the brain marrow that has been burned out for a long time groped for normalcy in a damaged state, and through the pain, it gained the ability to function again.

In other words, because of the pain in the body, I gradually regained the ability to think as a human being.

I have long been unable to truly feel my own existence, and countless indistinguishable selves are slimy and integrated.

That's the price to pay for recovering from scratch.

This feeling of turbidity, the feeling of being empty for a long time, even the pain is mixed in and gradually melts.

I don't understand———

Why we should recover, why we should be treated like this, has become a matter of the distant shore.

There is no self, no joy or sorrow, and there is no pure paradise forever.

The rest is only pain.

Her existence is destined to bring sin to the world.

Be honest and obedient to your own desires, and resist the desires of others to the end.

Whether she is hated or hunted down, even if she passively uses the cruelest punishment in the world, she will not feel anything, because she contains all the evil in her body.

Consciousness gradually became clear, and the sound of hierarchy sounded.

Here, there is nothing but corruption.

The stone walls are as brittle as rotten giant trees, and the air is as sweet as honey.

The sound of insects, and the smell of carrion.

There are more than one or two hundred parasitic insects crawling here, and the creatures that lie dormant on the ground dissolve like ripe fruits, and as time passes, there is no accumulation of ground, and all of them are corrupted to the ground.

The insects that crawl up to the feet start at the ankles, suck the skin, eat from the epidermis and burrow into the bones and nerves with a mouth like a sucker, and then go up further.

It gathers like a carpet of black velvet, and if a human is a human, it will be swallowed up in a few minutes.

A space that has been worn out over time.

The result of the obsession with blood is not hung on the ground, and their tombstone is this darkness.

At the center of that corruption, a great shadow stirred.

"What a disgusting bug, Machiri Zorgen, your rotten soul's obsession is disgusting."

"Let the gods make jokes, and the old decay has survived to this day."

Is anyone talking?

She opened her eyes, with eyes that looked at all the sins of the world.

A rotten old man, and a boy who is pure black but not of the same origin as her.

"Anglomaia can be created in just a few days, and it seems that it is worth sacrificing her aging granddaughter."

"She's not your granddaughter, not Anglomaia to be exact, but the Original Book of Sins."

Woo————

She hated that black guy.

She stood up slowly, and destroyed what she didn't like, without any reason, or at least a reason for her existence.

The moment you stand up, the insects around you begin to die, then dry up, and finally turn into powder.

It was just an unintentional move, and she didn't hate the wriggling bugs, they just spread around her, destined to die.

Living things cannot approach her, just as fire cannot approach water, she is the antithesis of life, plundering all living beings and issuing judgments.

"Now, all seven have appeared, are you going to deal with them?"

"Even if you sacrifice all the heroic spirits in this Holy Grail War, you can only reach the root of this world, but the inhibition of plundering a single world cannot complete the 'God's mission' at all, Marchiri, your vision is too narrow."

The boy shook his head, but winning this Holy Grail War was worthless to him, the Holy Grail was such a thing, but the wishing machine forged by the five magicians was just a man-made thing, and something like that could be made as long as he was given time.

Woohoo————

It's so annoying, this person, kill it.

I couldn't understand his words, but I hated that tone, and all the [evil] in the world also poured out the idea of wanting to kill this person, obviously I should have no desire and no desire, but... This man must die!

Her body is beautiful, her appearance is flawless and immaculate, but under her body carries all the evil in the world, her pupils are deep and dim, and there is not even a trace of light.

She slowly stretched out her hand, and the dark, thin object cut through the limits of space, piercing the other's chest in an instant, but even so, the boy still smiled at her.

"Whether conscious or unconscious, it seems that the same kind is destined to not coexist."

The black tentacles could devour any life, and in her mind, nothing could resist it.

I don't understand, I don't understand, why didn't this guy die? It's so strange, it's so strange, it's supposed to be devoured by her in an instant.

"We are not enemies."

Enemy, what's that? Is it to kill something?

"I am your guide."

I don't understand, she just wants to eat, the living things have to be devoured, the nasty things have to be devoured, that's all.

"How pure, it's easier to control."

I don't understand, so let's kill it.

From the place where the tentacles began, the boy's body began to swell, from the inside out, the explosion shattered, and the bright red that floated in the air filled the basement with the smell of blood.

The purest magic, the purest spell, can be said to be a curse, it can also be said to be magic.

These are all things she subconsciously used.

"There are still some scattered pieces that have not been collected, Maqiri, during this time, how to use them is up to you to decide."

There was a void sound in the air, and the rotten old man answered.

What was originally intended for experimentation was completed beyond imagination, and it was originally just discarded as soon as it was intended to be used, and if it could be used, it was used, but I didn't expect it to develop to this point.

If you want to open up, you can already do it.

As long as it goes smoothly and nothing goes wrong, you'll be able to get your hands on the Holy Grail.

In either case, such a thing is not something that the Heroic Spirit can deal with, but how to restrain it is a problem, and it would be easy to do if it could take away free will, but it is impossible.

"Let's wait and see what happens, and let the reserved chess pieces do it in advance."

The old man laughed, very ugly, rotten life, and even the expressionless "she" did not want to touch.