episode_0126

Everyone remembers. What happened yesterday.

The sight of her suddenly receiving the goddess’ protection and using that power to use the power of light.

Who could forget?

There are more than one person who realizes that the status of the Holy Kingdom is raised by the existence of God, and becomes a priest in the hope of approaching that God.

If there were someone who could overcome them all and receive God’s love and even borrow his power, wouldn’t we be surprised?

Veronica’s abilities were unexpected.

As she stood there staring at me blankly, I thought she was about to jump into her mouth, risking her life over and over again, so I tried to stop her.

But after I found out that wasn’t the case, I couldn’t stop her.

It is a power that was unprecedented.

It wasn’t a power that was trying to be revealed.

What I saw in her was the Precious Blood or the Holy Fire, not this kind of power of light, so when I still think of that image, only a vague feeling remains.

A sigh came out of my mouth.

Because I couldn’t understand how they could make me feel so mixed up.

“… … .”

Originally, I was going to wake up and leave, but that also became impossible.

It was because Veronica didn’t wake up right away so we couldn’t leave.

“… Veronica.”

I stroked her hair and called her name softly. There was no answer back.

It was a bit heartbreaking to think about the fact that I had to comfort myself by hearing her breathing, but I still hoped that she would wake up quickly.

I remember.

The time when she burned her enemies with arrows of light.

The moment when golden eyes shine and aim at the enemy.

It was cool. She had the courage, will, and strength to be defeated by no one. So, if I could one day hide behind her, I would gladly go in and cheer her on.

But that only lasted a moment.

It wasn’t that I was disappointed to see the limits of her abilities.

Even though the monster was dead, even though it burned and the swallowed reinforcement stone rolled on the floor, the monster was still lurking in her eyes, so she continued to raise the corners of her mouth and pull the bowstring.

It’s called judgment. He says that what he does is judgment, and that it is all done in the name of the goddess.

I couldn’t know that the bleeding nose and bloodshot eyes were the reward for borrowing God’s power. Isn’t it strange that there is no overload when it comes to the power of God?

There was no way such a huge power could easily be withstood by a mere human being.

But what was strange was that she was hallucinating. The point was that I had lost my mind.

From her mouth, which was no different from an atheist, a voice like that of a fanatic came out. And at the same time, it was heartbreaking to see her muttering judgment against an illusion without even seeing the fallen enemy.

It is true that my life was saved thanks to her.

However, this cannot be done.

Now, four reinforcement stones have been collected. With more than half of them gathered, there was only three left, so there was no need for her strength.

Her powers had to be taken away.

“… Fuck.”

But the problem was that it couldn’t be done.

I felt like I was being tricked.

Beyond this, having her borrow the power of the goddess was bound to be a burden both physically and mentally.

I still remember the look on Veronica’s face when she said to me that she could be of help.

I had absolutely no desire to betray her feelings.

But it was clear that if things continued like this, it would be ruined, so I wanted to stop it.

If you tell them firmly not to do it right away, they will definitely stop. Nevertheless, it was clear that one day, when the time finally came, she would try to burn herself and her enemies again.

So I couldn’t let that happen, so I tried to hug her, but I thought it was impossible, so I just clenched my fists and swallowed up the pain coming from inside.

It was a question of whether to get permission or not.

Isn’t this a problem directly related to her trauma?

If he continued like this, she might try to stab him in the stomach after regaining her memories, so he couldn’t choose that option.

Conflicts repeat. I desperately feel helpless.

No matter how powerful she was, the monster grew stronger, so even as she was becoming more and more broken, it was impossible to stop her.

But I regret it. I resented myself for being so weak that she had no choice but to make this choice.

It’s all my fault, but she’ll blame herself again, saying it’s all her fault.

He was a stupid person.

“Wake up… ”

I desperately call you.

I couldn’t help but feel this pain as her heart ached and her body ached as well.

*

I came to my senses. But this place felt different from the places I knew.

I feel like my body is shaking. Could it be that I ended up in heaven because I couldn’t kill the monster?

Even though I didn’t know the world before, I knew for sure that there was a god in this world, so not having faith would itself be a crime, and fortunately, I had a secret faith in my heart.

Still, I guess it’s okay because I have no shame in living as a saint… ? No, is it even a sin to have anal sex? Then the place I’m going to is hell… ? That’s kind of sad… I was confident that if I went to hell with something that I had no choice but to allow because Kylon insisted so much, I would curse Kylon even if I went to hell.

I waited for a long time, but there was no angel taking me, and there was just me, waking up in a space that looked like a ruin.

What is this?

Feeling like I was trapped in a dilapidated building, I looked around.

I felt like I knew that it was neither heaven nor hell. I just kept turning my head and looking around on the spot, wondering what this was.

wooden box.

It looked like a treasure chest, but it did not match the current scenery, giving it a strange appearance. But even when I tried to open it with my hand, it wouldn’t open.

Every time I touched it, I felt like I was being pushed away by something, which inadvertently stimulated a subtle feeling.

“What on earth is this…? ”

If I wasn’t dead, if I was just trapped in a strange mental world, if this was also the work of a monster, I had to get out of here quickly. If so, I thought this might be the key, so I tried it again and again, and failed again and again.

Since there is no hole to put the key in, does that mean I have to open it with force?

But since I didn’t have enough strength, there was no way I could open it with force.

[Do you know the name of this?]

Knock, knock.

A pure white being suddenly approached me and asked.

I knew full well who the owner of that voice was.

She was a goddess. Perhaps because it is a god, it has a human form, but it is surrounded by light and makes us forget the idea that it is a human being.

First of all, I shook my head at the question asked by God.

In the first place, it was my first time being trapped here, so I didn’t remember seeing that box.

“No… It’s my first time seeing it… ”

[People always carry a treasure chest in their hearts. This is yours.]

I see So this is not heaven, hell, or an isolated space after a mental attack.

I don’t know if it was because I was in front of God and with God’s help, but my mind understood and understood it on its own.

So, this is my heart, and that box is the treasure chest inside my heart, but when I heard that this is my heart, I burst into laughter.

I felt like my heart was such a desolate ruin, that I didn’t even have a proper heart.

I wondered how luxurious my heart must have been when I was only running away, but even then, when I came face to face with the shape of my heart like this, I felt a little throbbing in my heart.

And at the same time, the sound of the edge of the ruins collapsing was heard.

I hurriedly asked a question because I felt like my heart would never be rebuilt if I listened to the sound of my heart being broken here.

“… What is this?”

[This is a ‘record’, ‘evidence’, and a ‘trace’. And humans defined it as memory. Yes, this is the path you have taken, what you have seen, what you have heard, and the memories you have engraved in your mind.]

It’s a memory engraved in my heart.

Why are those memories in such a tightly closed box?

This is nonsense. I wanted to ignore it, but I couldn’t. Because God said so, it was right to reply that it was so.

[You must have been very tired because my power worked for you, so I will give you this in return.]

“… Isn’t this originally mine?”

Then God laughed.

I guess my words sounded too bold. This isn’t like blasphemy, is it?

As I groaned out of unreasonable anxiety, God spoke softly.

[Is it human arrogance to think that you can open all of your memories? That would mean that even though I was a wise child, I could not escape from being human.]

“I’m sorry. But I am human.”

[I see.]

A voice that does not disappoint. Or is it a voice you didn’t even expect?

Since he was an omniscient and omnipotent god, did he expect such an answer?

I’m not sure, but a question was asked again amidst the doubts.

[So, do you want to open this box?]

As a reward, I took advantage of the given opportunity and looked at the box blankly.