Chapter Seventy-Three: You Are the Only One Who Has No One to Sanet
Lonely.
That's all I could feel at the beginning of this time.
It seemed to be an endless blackness engulfing her, enveloping her on all sides.
She was completely deprived of her sense of touch, which made her not even feel where she was.
It was as if her soul had been put in a cage, and she could never touch anything outside again.
But her pain did not go away, the pain attached to her soul, corroded her soul, and the pain made her want to wail. But she couldn't scream, because she couldn't feel her body's presence.
Black closed her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and during this time, she was completely disconnected from the outside world.
She was forced, and she felt that absolute loneliness.
Can't hear, can't see, can't smell, can't make a sound, can't even touch it with your hands.
She was like she had been abandoned by the world, thrown into a corner outside of everything,
Let her cry out in this corner, beg for mercy in pain, and no one or any life will hear her voice.
But at first she didn't shout or beg for mercy, she understood that this was a punishment she deserved, a punishment for loneliness.
She lay quietly in the dark, feeling the pain, feeling this absolute loneliness and silence.
Until later, even the pain disappeared.
Having lost the only companion in this silence, she was able to face this borderless darkness with her first sober mind, and she faced and watched like this.
Nothing, feeling nothing, in this sheer solitude, she began to doubt her own existence.
Her spirit was on the verge of collapse, but she never took the step towards collapse, because she understood that she existed, and she had the meaning of her existence.
She is the messenger, a chosen villain, and she is atoning for her sins.
She has to bear the sin of others, she has to bear the punishment for others, and all this is a punishment in front of her.
At this moment, she saw a light in the blackness, a light that suddenly appeared.
In the light, a voice appeared, a woman's voice.
"I don't believe in God, but I believe in faith, because faith can make people believe when they can't believe anymore, and God cannot. โ
"You can believe in me, in the beginning, I want to give you my glory and light your path. โ
It was Hillman's voice, first distinguished.
She really gave glory to Hatsu.
And at this time, this light was like a sharp sword, and the sharp sword in the queen's hand pierced this darkness, fell in front of Chu, and illuminated a path.
I don't know where the road leads, but I know that it leads into the deep darkness.
A cherry blossom flew from the end of the road, flew over the side of Hatsu's face, and another voice appeared, a girl's voice.
"At the beginning, don't go, okay?"
This is Sakurako's voice.
Carrying her on her back that day, she leaned on Chu's shoulder and asked this question, but Chu could only remain silent at that time.
Hatsu remembered the day she left the girl, in the fiery red maple leaves, Sakurako knelt in front of Jizo's corpse with a rusty knife, her eyes blank, and asked.
"At the beginning, what is sin?"
Hatsu stood up and walked forward step by step in the direction where the petals were flying.
What is sin, she does not know, but she can take away sin, she can take away the pain of the girl.
She thought so, and she followed the road.
Follow the path that is illuminated by the light, but leads to the darkness.
If there must be someone to bear the pain.
The road became more and more rough and bumpy, and at first I fell to the ground again and again, and then I got up again and continued to walk.
Until she could no longer walk, she collapsed in the middle of the road, she was so tired that she could not walk a single step.
"Didi. โ
An electronic audio rang out in front of Hatsu, and she looked up tiredly.
In the darkness, she saw a rusty metal palm reaching out to her, as if trying to pull her up and pull her out of this lonely darkness.
She struggled to reach out and squeeze it into the metal palm.
The next moment, the darkness receded like a tide.
In addition to the sense of touch, Chu Ji felt the world again, her eyes were back to light, she heard the hollow wind in her ears, and smelled the blood in the air again.
She was lying on the Apostolic Wasteland, with the gloomy sky in front of her.
"You are doing well, apostle. โ
In the sky, a voice was heard.
When she first lay there, she should have been adjusting to her changed body, and now she doesn't feel the existence of her body at all, but she can still manipulate her body through evil, like a marionette.
It's going to be a bit of a hassle and she'll need to get used to it for a while.
From this point of view, her body is less and less like a person.
But she was no longer the original apostle.
"Are you still willing to continue?"
Again, the voice asked the question.
The last time it asked, Hatsu replied yes, because the task was her only meaning.
And this time, Chu looked at the sky and still nodded.
"I do. โ
She gave the same answer, but the reason for her answer didn't seem to be the same.
"So, get used to your body, and I'll come back to you on my next mission. โ
As he spoke, the voice was about to leave.
"That. โ
Hatsu suddenly stopped the voice, and she staggered and stood up from the ground.
"Huh?" the voice froze in mid-air, waiting suspiciously for the first time to continue.
"Yes. Chu raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky.
"Give me a light?"
It was the first time she had asked the voice for something.
The voice seemed to be stunned for a moment, the initial request was very strange, in fact, for the apostle, it could give better gifts.
But since it had already asked for this, it had no reason to refuse.
"Yes. โ
The voice said.
A small opening opened in the gloomy sky, and a ray of light fell from it, into this dark and dim world, and fell in front of Hatsu.
It's so different, so alien to this wasteland.
"Thank you. Chu looked at the light and muttered.
"Hmm. The voice answered, and left silently.
In the vast barren field, in the filthy red earth, the messenger stood alone, looking up at the light towards a tiny hole.
Only her loneliness, no one can redeem her.
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God's will has asked the apostles three times if you are willing to continue to bear the sins of man, and the apostles have only given one answer, I do.
Is the messenger who has been given the worst name really a villain?โโ "A Question of a Priest"
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