A sea of red tar.

This is the body of an evil god.

A dimensional space that cannot be described by Euclidean geometry.

The seasons lose their form here.

The sea constructed by this evil god is full of divine energy, evil energy, miasma, and madness, which erodes the spirit of the four seasons and twists it into a heterogeneous existence.

The concept called the self is dissolving.

I lost.

As long as you lose consciousness, you will never wake up again.

-- Go to sleep.

There seems to be such a voice echoing in the ears.

As long as you sleep, you can be freed, and you don't need to think about those painful, sad, and desperate things anymore.

Sweet**.

This is a crooked world.

Anything that enters it loses its original form.

The spirit, evil energy, miasma, and madness of the evil gods, stacked large masses of thoughts poured into the hearts of the four seasons like angry waves.

I failed.

As long as you give up the last thoughts, you can disappear completely.

-- It's over.

I have experienced this fact over and over again.

There is no need to think about these things anymore.

Lethal**.

But the seasons did not disappear, and the powerful power of the evil god was blocked.

A place of tranquility has been forged for the souls of the four seasons in this wild land.

The storage zài that blocks the wild Lan for the four seasons is not strong, and is even weaker than the four seasons.

Even their complete consciousness no longer exists, only a few remnants of thoughts.

You guys?

There is no need to judge at all, it is the people who are extremely familiar with the four seasons.

Why? Even at this time, to protect me?

You should hate, hate the life of despair, hate the world, hate me who binds your soul and can only cycle in despair!

Sue me!

What the hell am I?

What the hell am I doing to save zài?

What is the meaning of my zài?

What did you create me for?

Is it for Ney's plan?

Is it to take revenge on the world?

Is it for revenge on me?

I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand......

What should I do?

What do I want to do?

What is Me?

What am I?

- "The Four Seasons." ”

See.

That's where a qiē begins, that's where a qiē ends, that's where a new life is brought in.

The closed real yàn room, after all the people died.

Empty, dead, hopeless, nothing.

But it was in that place that a miracle was born.

- "From now on, this is your name. ”

Under the last prayer of the girl's life, as the last trace of living in this world, countless thoughts gathered together.

They blur the realm of reality and fantasy, and at the end of this desperate life, they create a hope.

That miracle (hope) was given a name.

- "It's a world of black and white, with no seasons, no flowers, no sun, no leaves, no snow. So I hope you can see the flow of the seasons and feel this colorful world instead of us. ”

The life that will not be obtained, the beauty that will not be felt, the hope that can only exist in dreams, and the ......

Words can't convey the thoughts, and send blessings to that hope.

- "Four seasons, you are our life, you are our hope. So please be happy. ”

The existence that carries countless thoughts was born.

This is how the four seasons were born.

It was by no means the birth of a curse, and there was nothing false about that blessing.

Finally, the four seasons found the answer.

The meaning of the four seasons in life.

I'm not fantasizing.

I am the true existence zài.

My storage zài is blessed by everyone.

I was born because of everyone's wishes.

You've been watching me, you've been with me, you've been watching me.

The last thoughts, the last wishes that have not been able to be conveyed.

The seasons finally know.

It may be a little late, but—

Memories flow through the minds of the four seasons.

was supported by Qiuhua and ran through the streets full of evil spirits; Lunch with Qiuhua and Lao Huo in the Relay World; Fight with your new companions for a common mission; Live with Akika and Miyuki in a place called home.

The four seasons at this time can be said without hesitation.

I am happy.

I'm happier than anyone else.

The consciousness that had almost disappeared at this moment became solidified again.

Shiki sensed it, and the last place of peace that his companions had built for him was getting smaller and smaller.

Their last strength is running out, and this time it will be a real disappearance.

Everyone......

When the last strength was exhausted, the last thoughts flowed in, and it was everyone's memory.

Shiki felt like his heart was made whole.

Don't want to die.

Don't want to disappear.

I don't want to end here.

No, it can't end like this.

This is a life blessed by everyone.

This is Qiuhua's life saved by herself.

There's still a lot to do, there's a lot to go through, there's a lot to feel.

I love the world.

It's sad, but this is the world of Akika, the world of Miyuki, and the world of everyone.

Help me.

The souls of the four seasons are calling.

Please help me.

Pierced through time and space, shouting out to the world.

This is the last power of the four seasons, the power of the four seasons.

Then he got a response, and it was the voice of the star.

The light appeared from the black sea of tar, flashing like an explosion, like a second sun born on the surface of the sea.

This light burns, boils, steames, and purifies the impure sea.

It is the pure light of innocence that can push some evil back.

The sun-like light swelled, and the sea of filth illuminated by it retreated.

“a#￥a#%#￥a#%￥a#%”

The nearby god roared, but retreated in the light.

"What is this?"

Nye stared at the light, his eyes piercing through the dazzling light to see the presence in the center.

"Heha!!"

Then he smiled, and his eyes, consumed by despair, lit up with light.

The four seasons are in white darkness.

Knowing the weaving into the style, the style weaving into the four seasons.

The four seasons restored to his proper form.

Four seasons reopened their eyes.

The lost left eye reappeared, the damaged heart and internal organs were restored, the festering body was healed, and the pain on the body was gone.

The four seasons of the body feel the world again.

The breath of the world, the breath of the seasons.

The two overlap each other.

The seasons and the world become one.

The light dissipated, and the four seasons (the world) set his sights on the enemy.

Now is the final battle.

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