The endless darkness was as dull as an abyss, and the sheath felt like it had fallen into a whirlpool in the current.

Countless fragments of the past flooded into his mind, and every word that he could not forget or had forgotten came to his heart irrepressibly.

"Be careful, be careful....you carry our lives on your back." "Remember, never, never come forward!"

"...... don't go."

"-Wendy, the whistleblower! He's the whistleblower of Nevermore!"

[I can give you a possibility of the future, the possibility of pursuing the ideal]

"..... stupid, half-, clown, pretentious weirdos."

"Therefore thou hast never had any sin to atone for."

"Beware of arrogance, child. If you don't know what to do, keep silent. Because justice doesn't need to assert itself, truth and justice speak for themselves, and you don't need to be trusted because you're not a leader and you don't intend to be one. You only have to be responsible for yourself, for the decisions you make, for the sacrifices you make, for the consequences you bear."

"I can save ten, a hundred, a thousand... But how can I save the world?"

[Do you think you are a qualified father?] 】

"Teacher....what about a little Russell like you? What about Sister Alice?" "If it's the only stage in your life, let go and have a good time." "Sheath, if you encounter something, you will retreat, and you will achieve nothing. I don't want to forgive you, but I have to. Because God is unfair—because even if you are as mean as you are, even if you give up so many times, you still have the opportunity to realize your worth....while many more people are embarrassed by the dilemma of inadequacy, and they cannot break through despair despite their best efforts."

「…… I miss you so much."

The stumbling words were like moth wings fluttering in his head, and he either heard everything or nothing.

In the end, only the last whisper, soaked in despair and sadness, trembled slightly, echoed vividly in his mind.

- The next moment, Wendy suddenly woke up and gasped for air.

The icy winter wind poured into his mouth and nose and into his alveoli as he breathed. The cold wind he suddenly inhaled made him can't help but choke.

It's like waking up from a dream..... memories from the "future" are like quicksand between your fingers, and they disappear in the blink of an eye, completely forgotten. All that was left was the illusion of nothingness, which made Wendy feel as if she had seen what she saw in front of her.

Wendy felt like she was being held and her wrists were being clutched. At this moment, he is so weak and powerless, unable to break free from the shackles of others.

The children gathered around, but their heads were either bowed or their faces were full of horror and fear.

And at the end of their line of sight, two should have struck Wendy with a familiar,

Now he inexplicably felt a strange figure appear in his eyes.

a brown-haired, thin, rodent ear and sharp teeth; One is blonde and strong, taller than his peers.

That's "Michael" and "John."

Their hands were tied together by thin, tough ropes, back to back, and their bodies were covered in bruises. Their four hands were tied together and hung in the void

Middle.

In the void, what hangs the two of them is a cartoon "crescent". Around the crescent moon, it was as if a small piece of the sky had been turned into crayons by ink

The abstract late night.

And the two of them are hung in the night sky like this, and the style of painting is completely different from the surrounding environment.

A short-haired child with unusually slender limbs and a flying membrane between his elbows and ribs was flying freely around the two of them in the night sky. His style of painting is very suitable for the surrounding environment, and it is also like animation, like a child's favorite fairy tale. In his hand he held a rather exaggerated, spiky mace.

"Bad thing, betrayed the Legion!"

Peter Pan's shrill and disgruntled voice rang out: "Informer! Bad! Traitor! in your heads

Stuffed with in the face, he dared to betray Peter Pan and betray Nevermore Island! I like you so much, and you've gone bad!"

"You killed Sendy first—"

Michael's voice was filled with fear and anger: "I saw you kill her!"

"That's because she's also become a filthy adult!"

Peter Pan looked even angrier than he was: "She has a crush on an adult, and Peter Pan must kill her before she becomes an adult!" It is better to die a clean death than to work dirty!"

"You threw us down from a great place, whether we wanted it or not!"

"Peter Pan will always catch you!" Peter Pan quibbled.

"You didn't! You threw Joey to death!"

"And Sanchez, who was also killed by you!" John followed. "No matter how good a magician is, there will always be times when he misses," Peter Pan said, "and they are screaming with joy when they fly down from a great height!"

"They're afraid—"

"You lied!"

Before Michael could reply, Peter Pan slammed it down.

It was a giant hammer that could easily blow a person's head off, but Michael's face was only a bloody blur. He and John were exaggeratedly knocked away, hanging on the moon like a swing and swinging in a circle.

Seeing this, Peter Panle laughed and then smashed John away with a backhand. This time, it took three laps in a row before finally falling.

"Say it, Peter Pan will tell you. Why do you want to go to the adults to complain?"

"Because we want to leave—"

"—So what? Are the grown-ups here?"

Peter Pan triumphant: "They didn't come, and they lied to you!" Adults are not trustworthy, adults are the dirtiest things!"

As he spoke, the hammer in his hand turned into a huge cauldron. As soon as his left hand went around, the two people who were originally facing away from each other turned half a circle and became face to face.

"That's how it should be, kiss!"

Seeing the two flesh-and-blood faces collide together—through each other's faces, seeing what he is now, Peter Pan gloated, "Say it

Right, who else betrayed me? If you say it, I'll make your death happy. Otherwise, I will put you with toads, centipedes, and bruises

Mud, dog poop and stinky soles are stewed together to make a soup!"

As he spoke, the moon in heaven went down. Lowered the two of them into a dark, stinking pot of boiling soup.

The two of them in the hot soup pot couldn't stop screaming, and their bodies were like frogs that had been skinned

Keep bouncing.

But Michael gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

John screamed and shouted, "It's just us, it's just me

Everyone!"

"Peter Pan doesn't believe it! You two aren't the eldest children, why?

You're going to complain?"

Then Peter Pan turned around and threatened the children: "There must be someone!

Stand up and take your responsibilities!

"Confess him quickly, or I'll pick someone to stew with them!"

"It's gone, it's gone!"

The children cried out in fear.

"If not, it's going to stew—you!"

Peter Pan pointed to the half-grown boy with messy short black hair who looked cowardly and frightened, and was almost crying.

- None other than Wendy.

Wendy subconsciously wanted to take a step forward, but was pulled back by the girl who was holding his wrist.

"..... don't go."

The girl whispered.

In that moment, Wendy recalled memories of the past.

He remembered that Michael and John, when they were about to be arrested, had said to themselves, "Remember, never, never come forward!"

"Because we're already dead, it's useless for you to come out again. But as long as you live....as long as people live, there is hope!"

So even when Peter Pan pointed at her, Wendy was motionless. It's as if it all has nothing to do with you.

"Good, good."

Peter Pan's face darkened: "Peter Pan said it."

Then, he stretched out his hand and made a move, and Wendy subconsciously closed his eyes.

But it wasn't him who flew away..... but the girl beside him, holding his wrist.

"Why do you keep holding Wendy's hand, do you like him?"

Peter Pan's face was full of resentment: "Sure enough, you are the traitor, and you have unclean feelings—you should die with you!"

No, I'm just-

Wendy subconsciously wanted to plead, and he took a step forward.

If you want to sue or something, it really has nothing to do with Michael and John.

It was originally Wendy's plan....... Because he was smart enough to realize the truth - if this continues, eventually everyone will die. Because Peter Pan only wants to be a companion who is "always a child" like him, but people will grow up. But Wendy didn't dare to go to the executive department himself, he would tremble just thinking about his legs... That's why he called Michael, who had the best relationship with him, and John, who was the strongest.

If the betrayer is to die, then let me die alone—

Wendy is hot-headed and wants to rush over and say everything.

「...… Don't go."

An empty voice sounded in my heart.

At that moment, Wendy felt her wrist tighten—as if some hallucination was pulling her.

The girl had been pulling his hand hard and strangling his wrist. The pain lingered in his arm, and he felt like someone was pulling his wrist at all times and telling him to "don't go."

At that moment, young Wendy felt a sense of shame, and he was ashamed of his cowardice.

A feeling of resentment and grievance hit his heart, and he seemed to feel the hearts of everyone around him, as if he felt that everyone was condemning him. Whether they were looking at themselves or not, whatever their expressions were, Wendy felt like they were saying bad things about themselves in their hearts.

But Wendy's sanity tells him that Michael is right...... They, as betrayers, will die no matter what. In that case, it would be good to have one less death.

- However, because I didn't admit it, an innocent person died!

Wendy felt pain in her heart.

But the reason in his heart told him that it was too late to stand up again, because Peter Pan had already said that he wanted to kill her, and even if he admitted it at this time, it would only make Peter Pan even angrier. She will still die because she has too good a relationship with herself, and the end result will be the same. Then, only if you don't stand up at this time, can you save one more life - even if you just save your own life, you can always live one more. And as long as he is alive, he can help others continue to find a way to escape, because he has the experience of failing once... …

This should be true.

If you were an adult, you would do the same.

But, but, why......

"—Why, you're in so much pain, aren't you?"

After saying this, Peter Pan's expression suddenly changed completely.

His childish and extreme expression suddenly became complex and calm.

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