wandering in the ashes of meman

Chapter 69: Chapter 69
My name is Zag, and I'm a humble mutant in the Brotherhood of Mutants. The ability is body hardening... This is a very common ability, and a very useless one.Because in front of the sniper rifle, the so-called hardening is a joke...

About a week ago, I participated in the Battle of New York that shocked the whole world... Until now, the relevant reports about the Battle of New York have not ended.Although I survived, unlike other mutants who survived, although I was injured. ...but at least I survived.

But still like I said, I was hurt...

It was in a slightly dark room, and Zag's eyes were full of dead silence.Now his body is covered with black, muddy liquid.The pitch black is like ink, or quick-drying paint.There are even mottled spots of light reflected under the light.I don't know why, during this period of time, whenever Zager fell asleep, there were memories of some strangers.One after another, they were stooped, and they used iron chains to place huge shell-shaped boulders like bones on their bodies, and then walked to a certain magnificent northern ancient city with a cane.

But if it’s just a memory, that’s all. What is really desperate is that Zag can truly feel that the thing called the pus of human nature in the dream is constantly growing and eroding in his body, just like It's like a nine-month pregnant woman, but different from ordinary people, this child is competing with his mother for this body... It's not so much a child, but a second spirit full of malice.Every day, Zag felt that the human pus in his body was getting bigger and bigger.But I don't know why, this time the pus of humanity didn't explode like it did in the previous battle...

What is he waiting for... But it doesn't mean it's a good thing, every time Zager closes his eyes now, there will be incomprehensible things in his mind... Those things are eroding his brain.The current Zag has been eroded by these things, and he can hardly tell which is the real world and which is the dream...

"The Age of Fire..."

Nana murmured aimlessly, and Zag looked at his face in the mirror and fell into a daze.The eyes are gray and white, and the pupils are slack.He looked like a dying man.There is no life in the whole body, and the body is haggard and skinny.If he is seen by acquaintances, he will definitely suspect whether he has taken drugs.After all, no matter what, he looked really haggard now.The original 1.8-meter tall strong man now looks like he is not even 1.6 meters tall.

Bowing down, Zag could feel his brain appear to be filled with other people's thoughts, memories, and consciousness.

Those people are pathetic existences who are also scratched by the pus of human nature like myself...It is even more pathetic than those who have been penetrated.Zag thought so in frustration.

Those existences that were penetrated were wiped out by the pus of humanity in an instant, replacing their consciousness.And those who were bruised and slightly weak-willed like myself were already dead.As for the remaining ones who can live, some are constantly fighting against this, and some have already made up their minds to die... But the end of everything is almost the same.The only difference is that one is a sharp knife, and the other is a blunt knife full of rust and serrations...

Zag didn't want to resist, he wanted to commit suicide a long time ago.It's just that he doesn't have the guts...he's an unquestionable loser.Perhaps, after becoming a mutant, he became a complete loser.

Before that, he was a fitness trainer.Although he wasn't considered extremely rich, at least he didn't have to worry about food and drink, and he had his own house in downtown New York.One's own work is also the whine of one's own interests.In addition to these, there is even a girlfriend who is about to enter the marriage hall...and just before he is about to reach the happiest moment in his life...he awakened the X gene.

The originally plump and muscular skin began to become rougher, like the weathered rocks of the Great Gobi in the west.The original magnetic voice also began to become ugly and hoarse.Even thinking has become dull...

I lost my job and my girlfriend left me.And the elderly parents can only live in a dilapidated hut away from the crowd in order to protect themselves... and in the face of all this, he can't even enter the bar to get drunk, and can't enter any entertainment venues.The friends on the mobile phone also blacklisted themselves because they were afraid of being hurt, and there was not even a single person who cried.Almost instantly, he fell from the gate of heaven to hell...

"Perhaps I would be better off dead."

Seeing that his hair was gradually graying and his skin was beginning to crack, Zag showed a little sorrow and unwillingness in his eyes.

Slowly, he fell to the ground.Hearing the sound of falling to the ground, the only bald old dog who was still with Zag came over with a limp.Looking at Zag whose pupils had begun to slacken, he howled and licked the corpse-like face.

And this seemed to wake up something.Under Zager's skin, something seemed to be wriggling continuously.Even the muscles of Zag's entire body began to twitch unnaturally.His fingers were more like chicken feet, morbidly twisted, and his eyes, which were already full of dead silence, spread a layer of black from the bottom of his eyes, and gradually, the black occupied Zag's entire eye sockets.

Black pus of humanity gushes from nose, mouth, ears, eyes.The vigorous black liquid completely enveloped Zag.Seeing this scene, the old dog beside him blew a few times and rushed in.But after tumbling for a few seconds, it calmed down again... about a few minutes later.The black mud slowly shriveled like the original ashes, like a black robe, covering Zag's thin, crooked and shapeless body.

Just like the pilgrims in the dream, behind Zager appeared a huge turtle shell that looked like a withered yellow bone.Struggling to climb in front of the motorcycle, he stretched out his hand and tore off the chain of the motorcycle, and then ruthlessly trapped himself—almost embedded in his flesh.

Not paying attention to these pains, Zag's eyes were full of depression.And for some reason, there was an unprecedented piety and long memory in the eyes.

Glancing at the old dog beside him that had been corroded by the pus of human nature, even the bones were exposed, Zag gently touched his head. ...Although he is a dog, "he" doesn't have a few good skins all over his body.The dog hair that was originally a tuft in the east and a tuft in the west has also turned into a downright grayish white.The abdomen festered, like a lactating bitch being dragged for more than ten kilometers by rubbing the naked part on the ground.

The tattered pieces of flesh hanging on the ground looked disgusting.The limbs were thin, and the slender bones were completely covered with a layer of dead flesh like the bark of a corpse.

Then, he let out a bark like bark rubbed against a belt of sand.

Hearing the reason, Zag didn't speak.Nodding his head, he picked up a wooden stick and walked out to the street.As for Zag's appearance, people seemed to pay no attention to it as if they hadn't seen it... and didn't care, Zag, or the "pilgrim" leaned on crutches and walked slowly, step by step. In his own spiritual world, he guides his own direction - the monastery of immortality.

Seemingly sensing the changes in New York, a smile appeared on the face of the fire prevention woman who had been sitting on the stone steps.

"What's the matter? Lady Fireproof? Why are you laughing?" The old nun on the side looked at the fireproof woman in front of her suspiciously with her dark eyes.

The fire prevention girl didn't answer her, but shook her head with a smile on her face.Sitting there quietly, looking at the only fire in the sacrificial field without saying a word.

In the Age of Fire, only myself and Lord Ashes survived... and those souls who were scattered by Lord Ashes, the remnants of the Age of Fire, have finally found a new body... His handsome body turned into quintessential fragments, and in this age without fire, he followed behind the King of Wandering Souls..."

"The new tour has already started, have you seen it? Lord Ashes..."

The fire prevention girl was talking to herself.

(End of this chapter)