[Comprehensive] Enkidu

"Is she awake?"

In a daze, it seemed to hear someone talking.

The steady voice, the cold tone, with the untouchable texture of cold metal, made her feel very warm and at ease.

Even though it was quite close, the distance of the sound became more and more vague. She wanted to get closer in a panic, but all she could capture was the endless darkness.

Indeed, that voice was getting farther and farther away from her.

When did you hear it?Why this voice made her feel very sad.

Can not remember.

The woman slowly opened her eyes. Due to the long sleep, all memories began to blur and disappear. She blinked her heavy eyelids a little blankly.

There are unfamiliar decorations in the room, and this is not her room—her room hasn't been changed for a long time since the death of Pandu.

In addition to her, there is another guest who is not unfamiliar in the room.

The young man with lotus eyes sat beside her, shielding her from the glare of the sun, with a gentle and touching smile on his lips and brows.

The golden light that poured down dotted his figure, taking away the only remaining sense of reality in the young man. Even though he was still sitting beside her, he was still illusory, like a continuation of a dream, unfathomable.

From the first time they met, the young man in front of him would always have this expression. Many times, Kunti would have an illusion, as if what was staring at her was not her brother's blood, but a more lonely and vast existence than the god in the impression.

"Although you seem to have a good dream, you have slept for too long, and you need to get up and walk. In spring, almost all of them are open. It will be a pity if you miss it."

The last time I woke up in my consciousness should be at the end of autumn.

Ignoring the hallucinations caused by the confusion of time in his ears, Kunti stretched out his hand and looked at the empty fingertips in a daze, clearly feeling the desire to grab something in the silent darkness, After really waking up, he was at a loss and could only stay in place in a daze.

"I seem to be... having a strange dream."

Obviously there is no response from the body, but some very long-term memories should be recalled in the consciousness. The self in the dream seems to be very sad because of a certain decision.

Even though the tears of despair could not be concealed and spread in the palm of her hand, after making a decision, she resolutely abandoned that precious thing without looking back.

Dazed, Kunti saw her indifferent nephew, who had always been hiding a gentle smile, looking at her with inexplicably sad eyes.

You can see all the cause and effect clearly, and the eyes that are moving toward reality reflect scenes of joys and sorrows, but the owner of the eyes is silent, and all he can do is to smile hard.

"Did something happen while I was asleep? How is Arjuna?"

It must be an illusion, right?She slept for too long, so she misread Krishna's expression.

Kunti pushed the complicated thoughts in her heart to the back of her head, as a mother's instinct, she immediately thought of her child.

Even though she gave each child enough love and cared for their growth impartially, but the youngest child, who was sincere and sensible, stumbled into her arms when he was young, she couldn't show no preference.

Behind the closest mother and child is the most distant mother and child.

Kunti couldn't remember that in the illusory dream, she also held the fingers of the baby who was about to be abandoned, her face pressed against her face, their breaths were once so close, they almost merged into one.

She remembered her guilt towards him, and the pain of losing him, but she didn't remember her love for him.

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After entering the bandu group, adopted children can be seen everywhere.

It seems that the orphans who lost their relatives in the nearby wars gathered here, running and jumping without any restraint, rolling around in the mud and fighting with each other.

They looked at the aliens with curiosity and envy, keeping their distance.

Compared with Karna, who is hard to get close to, Enki is often able to quickly integrate into the group. Even the children who are wary and unwilling to approach strangers will surround the green-haired boy, scrambling to express themselves.

Until Enkidu distributed all the candies in his hands, the children did not rush away like the others, but led Enkidu to many places to familiarize themselves with the environment.

As for the "brother with a stinky face" Karna who they called, he was an unknown guy who was taken by the way.

Enkidu has such magical powers. He likes children very much, and at the same time, he is very fond of cubs. Even with a word or a smile, he can maximize this affinity.

When Karna was young, he grew up in such a warm atmosphere. Even if he was unpopular as a different kind, those peers would not intentionally bully him.

The memory dyed with warm crimson has not faded after many years, but has become more vivid with the years.

While he feels happiness, there will be a little emptiness in his heart.

The two walked in Pandu's territory, and they could clearly feel that the five Pandu sons had accumulated a lot of strength over the years after they were expelled by deliberately feigning death.

But for Karna, everything in front of him is nothing but an outsider.

"If... I hadn't met my brother, what would it be like now?"

"Why are you asking such a question all of a sudden?"

I have never heard Karna say similar words. In Enkidu's heart, the master is a child who does not need to worry too much about self-discipline. , the other party always hides his thoughts in a place where Enkidu can't see, and even his smile reveals indifference.

"Because I am no different from them, so I thought, if my brother hadn't picked me up, maybe I would be like them, displaced, and then accept charity from others."

Karna knew that the Pandava clan's intention to adopt orphans was not only to give them a place to live, but children who were also unfettered would become the sharpest weapons of the Pandava clan when they grew up.

So if he didn't meet Enkidu, his best ending might be to live as someone's weapon.

There is nothing to be afraid of, even being a weapon to live.For Karna, it is just a different ending of a similar time and space.

He just felt that if he really missed his brother, he would feel a little regretful.

"You'll be a hero."

Karna opened his eyes slightly.

He seemed to be puzzled by his brother's straightforward answer, his moon-white complexion quickly turned crimson, and his azure pupils reflected his brother's bright and warm smile.

Obviously, he should be the sun, but at this moment, the young man in front of him is more like a never-ending light, shining and flickering, unreachable.

"Karna can be a great hero with or without me.

Enkidu will not change the established facts.

He who does not have the ability to lie naturally does not have the virtue of comforting others. What he expresses is only what he sees.

In the moment of responding to Karna, Enkidu did see it.

The soul connected to the darkness, the tiny light that blooms because of the wish to be fulfilled, in the sea of ​​stars formed by countless visions, what echoes Enkidu's entrustment is pure red.

The red color unique to Karna is more like a slowly blooming red lotus than swaying fireworks. Enkidu has been looking forward to meeting its owner.

"At that time, I was thinking, what would a wisher with such a beautiful radiance look like?"

"Even if I don't exist here, such a beautiful soul will definitely abide by her own character unswervingly. What I can achieve is just a little help."

This is not the case.

Karna moved his lips.

There were so many things he wanted to say, but they were all stuck in his throat and he couldn't make a sound.

Countless pictures flew by, from the founding of the country, returning to the hardships of juvenile learning, to the respectful teachings received at a young age, and then leaping forward, when he was a baby who should have been blank, he saw a pair of hands pulling him out of the icy river. He hugged him, his young face pressed against his warm chest, and then the baby's hand grabbed his long hair, as if grabbing a leaning.

Every picture has a silhouette of a young man with green hair.

In another world line, these lonely heroes, who should have been blank, only got the blessing of the Father God, and made up their minds to face death calmly amidst endless curses.

It was Enkidu who gave the Son of the Sun, who should have nothing, a precious treasure.

It was not the long-absent relatives who led Karna to grow up, but Enkidu.In fact, he has gained too much, the missing part has already been filled, and he has never had any regrets.

It turned out that he had too many things, and the emotions overflowing in his heart would not be full of joy, but also mixed with fear that he could not understand.

"I don't need the distant future, the present is enough."

Karna turned his head and said a calm answer with firm eyes.

"One day, you'll meet your loved ones, and maybe your mind will change."

"I will thank them for letting me be born and giving me life, but that time is happier than now, my brother... is my most important relative."

Enkidu couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but he was glad that Karna would feel happy in the moment.

The clay figurine thinks of his mission inadvertently, even though he doesn't know the master's real wish every time, he can guess that he may be very close to the goal.

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