My Mom Sandy Love Song

They are supposed to be invincible, how could they encounter such a powerful existence in such a remote place.

Enemies with different laws than blood, muscle, acid, heat, etc.

It can't be explained by any mysterious rules, and even recalling that battle is creepy, as if the black mist doesn't belong to this world at all.

What is it, what is it...

Only the Gap Man, who has specialized in the ability to escape, firmly believes that he will win despite being in fear.

No creature could overtake him in the forest, and even the wild wolf could barely bite him.

With a top speed of 70 kilometers per hour, the Gap Man gallops through the forest at a speed beyond the limit of biped walking creatures.

After running for several kilometers in a row, he returned to the street to confirm his safety.

however……

"—?"

When he saw the black smoke ahead, he became aware of his own white death.

With a silent and extremely suppressed breath, the black mist came on the wind.

Riding the wind, the water, the bird, the man——

This [Riding EX], which is above all things in the world, is the principle that the Pale Knight has dominated the world since the birth of his life.

"—!"

The man with the rip screamed and wanted to run away again, but he couldn't move his body.

"I am sword" "I am beast" "I am thirst" "I am hunger"

"I am the one who brings death" "I am the one who plays death"

"I am death" "I am death"

"dead" "dead" "dead"

[Death] gathered on the streets in the early morning reflects the revelation of the end.

Then—

The body of the man with the rip was overtaken by the black mist, wrapped, and ruthlessly torn to pieces.

Without even understanding what it was that destroyed him, the Gap Man disappeared from this world.

"—"

The cold road surface was stained with blood, and the pale knight who had wiped out the enemy was about to leave.

"what are you?"

A girl murmured mockingly from behind.

The still black smoke is like a giant sculpture that has been splashed with ink.

He has no mouth, nose, eyes and ears, and he can observe the rear without turning around.

human female.

Human females who are in the budding age stare at themselves [death] with unafraid eyes.

This confuses the Pale Knight.

"Are you a ghost, a beast, a weirdo, or a god of death?"

The two ceremonies approached with steady steps.

"Or—all of them?"

"—"

The black giant ignored her accost, and the wind below the giant blew up dust.

Although formless and formless, the Pale Knight possesses a definite will.

Among the four horses and seven plagues in the Apocalypse, the plague is undoubtedly the mildest one.

An analogy is that not all bacteria are as harmful as the impression, but the beneficial bacteria that live in harmony with humans are the majority.

Plague is the mildest of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, which is one of the reasons why he was summoned by the Beast in the first place.

Although the scene of the murder was witnessed, the Pale Knight didn't intend to go on a killing spree, but chose to let the witnesses go.

"Hmph, do you want to run away?"

Sensing that the white god of death was planning to ride the wind and flee, Ryoji said.

"I thought Cheng Zi's enemy would be such a great guy. Hey, he is a coward."

The girl's words made the black giant squirm.

It wasn't because of the sarcasm in his tone, but because the other party's words hinted at his own camp.

Maidens are the enemy.

After realizing this, the pale knight and the black giant gathered hostility and killing intent.

"Oh, I've become more motivated."

As if echoing each other, Shiki withdrew his right hand from his pocket.

There is a small knife in the immature hand.

The blade was six inches long, and it was more like a murder weapon with a white blade than a knife.

Smiles appeared on the faces of the two ceremonies, brimming with happiness that they had never had since their birth.

Finally found someone to kill himself.

There is no better target for violence than this.

"Come on, let's fight - Death."

With a ferocious smile, the yin and yang girl rushed towards the pale death.

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……

The two rituals had a very nostalgic dream.

She has been special since birth.

Always alone, isolated from the surroundings, this is a matter of course.

But this doesn't make her lonely, because there is still a personality named Zhi in the girl's body.

Being able to do what you want without feeling guilty about killing someone.

Until Ershi was six years old, when his body became capable of killing anything with props, his grandfather passed away.

Grandfather is an abnormal person just like Shiki, and he also has a different personality in his body.

In his long life, grandfather constantly destroyed and denied himself because of the pain, and finally lost his mind.

A demented man who had been locked in a dungeon for nearly 20 years suddenly became lucid before he died.

He called his granddaughter over and left his last words.

"A person can only kill one person in a lifetime."

"Is that so?" the girl asked.

"Yes. We only have the right to kill once because it kills us in the end."

"For yourself?"

"Exactly. A person can only bear the value of one person's life in a lifetime, so everyone will treat death with a respectful attitude in order to forgive those lives that cannot come to an end, because life is equivalent, even if it is your own life, it is not what you own."

The old man's voice was very weak, but very firm.

"So, where is Grandpa?"

"Grandpa is dying. I've killed many people. I can't bear my own death because I suffered the death of killing them. Grandpa's death will go to an empty place without anyone suffering. Then But it's a very lonely thing."

Shi asked again: "Is it only possible to kill once?"

"Well, you can only kill once, and after that it doesn't mean anything. Only one death is very important. If you kill others and use up your own death, you will never be able to kill yourself, and you will never be able to kill yourself. Die as a human being."

"...Grandpa, are you in pain?"

"Well, I've come to the end. Goodbye, ShiKi. If only you could meet a smooth death."

"……grandfather?

Grandpa, what's wrong with you.Why did you die with such a lonely expression?

Hey, grandpa—"

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There was a "pop", the sound of something being ignited.

Shiki woke up from the dream and opened his eyes.

The breath of death had dissipated, and the girl was lying on the cold concrete floor.

The body that seemed to be falling apart recalled all of Shiki's memories.

Ahh... By the way, I was——

I've already been killed...

The severe pain covering his whole body has gradually subsided, and Shiki's nose smelled the familiar smell of tobacco.

A woman stood beside the girl.

She looks only in her 20s, but she has a sense of oppression that doesn't match her beauty.

The magician-style robe can't hide her beautiful figure, and her slender legs exposed from the tight-fitting hip skirt are stepping on high-heeled leather boots.