[Complete] Sibyl the Immortal

The little girl threw Tang Dao aside casually, covered her face and laughed hysterically.

"Future Vision's ability user? I was really taken aback~ But it's only at this level, and you dare to challenge the king, it's really... beyond your control."

"She" moved a few times, sneered and walked out of the rooftop.

"What can I do with this body next? That's right, maybe you can use this body to get close to the Red King and kill him directly~! It's really great, thank you for giving me this body, little girl, so It's really convenient~ People in the red group won't be on guard against this body. Heh heh heh, we can start a big killing spree, and use the body of the red king to get rid of the blue king and that annoying King of Gold... Huhahaha!!! Thank you so much for killing me today!!!"

"No, you're welcome."

The girl froze, and the spell that had lost its effectiveness lit up again, enclosing the small space into a cage.On the expressionless face, the bright red pupils returned to their usual indifference.

"The one who was cheated is you."

The blood-red incantation climbed up her cheek... no, it shouldn't be said to be climbed, but it should be said to be - emerged.

The ancient characters, like patterns, climbed from the cheeks to the neck, spreading on the porcelain-like skin, and the tragic bright red wrapped around the whole body, making the girl's immature face look a little coquettish.Xi Yang gently closed his eyelids, his long black hair moved without wind, and the Tang Dao that fell on the ground slowly flew into the air.

'what have you done? !let me go!let me out! !Let me go! ! '

'Please...let me go...I promise I won't dare...please...'

'Hello!You bastard! ! !Let me go out, do you hear me? ! !If you don't let me out, I'll kill you, bastard! ! ! '

The voice in the body has changed several tones in a short while.

The colorless king's ability is to possess others. It seems that after many possessions, his own personality has been mixed to the point of confusion by other people's personalities.

Xiyang listened indifferently to the roar of the fox imprisoned in her body.

--very noisy.

she thinks.

'What the hell did you do to me? !Why can't I leave your body? ! '

"Did you forget it?"

She opened her mouth lightly.

"Xiyang can see it."

I can see the future.

So, how could it be possible to come to the Colorless King without making any preparations?

'...Did you know from the beginning that I would be possessed? ! '

"Ah."

So, get ready from the start.

"Using the body as a cage, that was the decision from the beginning."

The characters [封] painted with Xiyang's own blood flowed on the girl's body, firmly restraining the colorless king who was trying to escape.The little girl calmly took a step forward, and stretched out her hand towards the long knife. Under the pale moonlight, her expression was so serene, her pale side face was so beautiful that it was almost ominous, her long hair and clothes were windless and automatic, deep red His aura is in full bloom like a rose.

'no no no--!please!I beg you!stop!I really dare not! ! ! '

"Sorry, I can't believe you. Because, I can see——you are not trustworthy."

See everything, know everything, guess everything.

The prophets of the Xi family were specially trained for this purpose.

"What is to be done is decided at the beginning."

So, be a little quieter, okay?

***

"What is to be done is decided at the beginning."

At that time, the girl said this to the man who entered her dream.

The man in the strange costume quietly looked at the river flowing through the wasteland, and saw his strange eyes reflected on the surface of the water. Hearing this, he turned his head and stared at the little girl who was looking up at the red moon, with an unpredictable expression.

"Even if you die?"

"Ah."

"It's obvious that people who have only been together for a year can die for them without hesitation?"

"Ah."

"why?"

"Because they are relatives."

The little girl stretched out her little finger and shook it slightly.

"At that time, it was agreed to be a family member. Even if there is no blood relationship, we must be a family member."

At that time, I hooked the agreement made with my fingers.She always remembers and never forgets a day.

"So?" April [-] Jun looked at her, "Did you decide to sacrifice yourself for the sake of your loved ones?"

"Yeah." The girl nodded lightly, "Isn't that a matter of course—sacrificing yourself to protect your loved ones?"

"...Where did that come from for granted?"

"Mother."

"..."

"Mother sacrificed herself to protect her. So now it's her turn to protect her family."

"Is this really good?" Those strange-colored eyes looked away, quietly staring at the red moon hanging high in the sky, "The life that your mother sacrificed to protect, sacrificed for others at will .”

The girl was silent for a long time before answering him.

"It's not random."

She stretched out her hand to caress the crimson flowers blooming under the withered tree, and those cold eyes were dyed a gentle crimson color by the color of the flowers.The little girl lowered her eyes slightly, her crow-wing eyelashes cast a faint shadow.

"Compared to watching Zun and Tatara die, losing this life is not an unacceptable ending."

"Compared to watching them die, would it be better to die yourself?"

April [-] finally understood Xiyang's real problem at this moment.

"...Have you weighed your own life and theirs on the same balance?"

No, it's more than that.

"Have you realized that you are really alive?"

The little girl raised her head and stared at the red moon.The blood-red moonlight reflected her face as white as a ghost.

"The feeling of being alive... Xiyang doesn't feel it very well."

Her eyes are so empty.

"The sun makes people feel warm. Flowers make people feel beautiful. Ice and snow make people feel cold. But, did Xiyang really feel all this? Everything, everything, before it happened, She had already foreseen it. Then, when it happened, did that feeling really belong to her? Wasn't it mixed with other people's feelings? It couldn't be distinguished, so-called, her own life. "

"..."

"Xiyang can see Xiyang, as long as she looks in the mirror. But, is the person in the mirror really her appearance? Hasn't it happened many times? Seeing other faces in the mirror It often happened in the past, mistaking other people's lives for Xiyang's. The reason why I was sure it was Xiyang's face was simply because this face was the one I saw most often in the mirror. The so-called I still can't understand what my 'self' is."

"..."

"Through contacting Hezun, Tatara, Misaki... and everyone from Barbara, Xiyang can confirm Xiyang's existence. Because of the feedback information from them, she can confirm her existence. Seeing their smiles Only then can I feel the so-called heart. She can see them, she wants to see their smiles, and she doesn’t want to see their misfortune. Ah, is it called misfortune? The future without smiles is the so-called misfortune Right? Sorry, she has never been able to tell the boundary between so-called happiness and misfortune. It's just her intuition."

"I understand."

On April [-], Jun Xun took out the bong, filled it with tobacco, lit it, and took a long puff.Thin and long white smoke curled up, igniting a hazy mist in the dream.

"In order to avoid misjudgment, let's confirm one more thing—why do you keep calling yourself Xiyang?"

"Because Xiyang should be called Xiyang. Just like April [-]st should be called April [-]st."

"That is to say... the name 'Xi Yang' is not a self-proclaimed name, but a third-person pronoun, right?"

"Ah."

"...Then, my previous judgment was correct." April Yi lowered his eyes, "Miss Xiyang, I don't know what 'I' is, right?"

Treat your own life as equal to other people's lives, weigh your own life on a scale, and if it is lighter than the other end of the scale, you can give it up-and that's not all.In Xiyang's consciousness, his own life is of the same weight as the lives of others.

without me".

In this child's world, there is no concept of "I" at all.She can't recognize "I" at all.

Childhood experiences are crucial.And this child was imprisoned in the most critical period when all his memories were taken away and his personality was rebuilt, and he was imprisoned in an uninhabited underground temple where time did not even flow.Her most important "self" is not lost without anyone's feedback.Instead, they didn't grow up at all and died.

An "I" that cannot be reflected by the outside world cannot exist.

And how can a person who can't even recognize "I" have the real sense of being alive?

How can she cherish this life that she can't even feel alive?

"Miss Xiyang, deep down in your heart, what do you really want?"

"Family smiles."

"Even if you won't see it?"

"Ah."

"Even if your death makes them lose their smile?"

"how come."

The little girl tilted her head expressionlessly.The delicate and beautiful appearance is like a doll.The bright red eyes were lifeless like pigeon's blood embedded in the eye sockets.

"No one will cry for her, right?"

——Sometimes when I think about the tears of those people after my death, I feel that no matter what happens, in order to prevent them from crying, I must not die.Xiaoyang also has people like that, people who will be sad when you die.

——How could there be such a person.

"At all, I can't see that kind of future."

***

'Aren't you afraid of death?Kill me and you will die too! ! ! '

"Not afraid."

Xi Yang's voice was so calm that it made people frightened.

"I'm... used to it."

What does it feel like to die?

Ever since she could remember, she has been experiencing ah, death.

Countless times, countless times, in the future I can see, I feel empathy with the death of others.

The little girl held the bright red handle of the Tang Dao, and slowly pointed the blade at herself.

'stop it! ! !stop it! ! !stop it! ! ! ! ! ! ! '

'Let me out, you monster!Let me out! ! !I don't want to die I don't want to die I don't want to die I don't want to die I don't want to die! ! ! '

'—stop! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! '

Xiyang turned a deaf ear to it.

The sharp blade touched the heart, and the beating of the heart could be felt through the blade.After a while, it is gentle and calm, with a steady heartbeat.

"What should I say at this time?"

she murmured.

"Ah, as expected..."

The clouds that cover the moonlight flow, and the clear brilliance of the cold moon sprinkles the earth.Under the snow-white moonlight, those eyes became more and more peaceful, almost dead silent.

A small smile played on her face.Like a white flower blooming in the moonlight.Quiet and soft.

"Sayonara (Farewell)."

The sharp blade pierced towards the heart.

Blood splattered.

The author has something to say: I'm thinking, how many people don't realize that Xiyang calls herself Xiyang, and from the very beginning, she called herself as another person.It's like she called ten bunches of Duo Duo Liang and brother Zun, she was just calling her own name.She was treating herself the same way she treated strangers from the very beginning.

If Sanwu is so easy to treat, is it still Sanwu, my dears.

If the past was so easy to get rid of, it wouldn't be destroyed to that extent in the first place, right?

One more extra chapter, and the first volume is over.

Then enter the Heian period.