[Comprehensive] One-eyed king with different abilities

Chapter 19

Rising or sinking, sun korrishing.

What has risen may sink, and what has sunk may rise.

- Howard Phillips Lovecraft

……

The sky went from dusk to darkness, monsters entwined with vines rose from the warehouse, and the old dead, in the darkness, opened his eyes.

In fact, fifteen minutes ago, Jin Muyan was still talking with him in that locked room.

He is the creator of the Cthulhu mythology, and now he is the Cthulhu mythology itself.

Howard Philip Lovecraft, in the world of Ken Kaneki, is the greatest writer of classic horror stories of the 20th century.

Ken Kaneki discussed with him softly about sleep, death, and whether birds are the guides of dead souls.

He seemed very satisfied, and finally folded his hands on his stomach, and sighed sadly under the moon:

"I hope you don't get carried away by the birds."

- Then it became what it is now.

There was a scream in his ears, and the building was turned into ruins. Zhongyuan Zhong also carried him to the side, and then took off his gloves in the moonlight, turning into filth.

[Ru, allow my gloomy filth]

[Awakening of Do not return to me]

Kaneki Ken closed his eyes, feeling the turbid whispers and meaningless roars of the Old Ones.

His body was cut off, reborn, torn, and reborn... the cycle went on and on, endlessly.

Ken Kaneki knew clearly that Mr. Nakaya would not be able to hold on if this continued.

——No matter how powerful a king is, he cannot be eroded by madness for a long time.

He held the wooden box on his waist, knowing very well that it was time to use it.

The rich scent of flesh and blood overflowed, Kaneki Ken moved his fingers impatiently, he knew very well that it used to belong to a higher level existence than Hezhe.

He devoured the gecko's bag, which left indelible damage to his spirit.He thought of Li Shi in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, the geckos that were ubiquitous during that time, the sound of centipedes crawling and stirring the brain/marrow in his head, and the Bianhua flower that turned from white to blood red in his dream.

If you eat it, you will probably go crazy.

As he gnawed, he thought calmly.

He gently unwrapped the bandage on his head, and there was still some warm body temperature on it.He folded it neatly and placed it under a tree root a little further away.

Next, it's time to go to the abyss.

He felt the power continuously surging upwards from his body, and his blood-red and hollow eyes were wide open, with ferocious lines cracked under his eyes.

He rushed over quickly, feeling the monster's flesh and blood being torn apart in his hands, feeling his angry and painful neighing, feeling himself being swallowed by something.

He once thought that he would witness the life of a powerful and crazy ghoul in the vast darkness.

Until that strength and madness also submerged his soul.

And he saw himself in a flash of white light.

A tired, cold self surrounded by the breath of death.

He saw the fighting, the devouring, and the teardrops wrapped in blood.

His hands are full of blood—those of ghouls, those of humans, those of Kisho Arima, who treated him like a father, and those of CCG colleagues who have turned against him while working with him.

Fortunately, everyone is happy in the end. The ending seems to be a fairy tale. Humans and ghouls coexist peacefully together.

After suffering all kinds of hardships, he finally stood at the top.

Both humans and ghouls call him——

"The one-eyed king."

He stood alone on the top, calmly watching the reconstruction of the world below, and everyone became happy.

"That's enough... I'm very happy."

He saw that he was expressionless, confided word by word with the corners of his mouth stiff.

At last he let out a wry smile.

"Sure enough... still can't do it."

He shed tears, his voice scattered into the wind, Jin Muyan heard his choked voice sounded at the same time as him——

[this world……]

"this world……"

[how come……]

"how come……"

[Without you——]

"Without you—"

……

"Britain."

……

His friend, on a sad and depressing snowy night, was swallowed by him himself.

A new world was built in his hands, but he could never forgive his sins.

He saw the gorgeous and hidden shop, the beautiful and mysterious witch, and she smoked and said to him:

"It's okay to go back to the past, but you need to pay for your fate with this world."

He looked into the witch's pitiful eyes, and agreed without hesitation.

Then, on the familiar and cold snowy night, the merciless teacher, Quink, fell to the ground exhaustedly, closed his human eyes, and fell into a deep sleep with the sound of his friend's lively heartbeat.

[What a pity. ]

Something pierced its wreckage, revealing a sword-hilt-like sharp edge wrapped in twigs,

[I really want to——]

Something is tearing out of its body from the inside out, wrapping around in layers.

[I really want to see you again——]

Jin Muyan lowered his head in the package of Wanjian.

"I really want to see you again—"

"Britain."

……

When Osamu Dazai arrived, the [Old Ruler] had already been torn apart in the light.

Since there were no enemies in the mindless Central Plains, clusters of gravity factors gathered in their palms and attacked another life form in the ruins.

He hurried forward and grabbed his wrist, stopping Zhongyuan Zhongye from attacking indiscriminately.

"..."

Osamu Dazai watched silently the white-haired "human" surrounded by thousands of swords in the ruins, without saying a word.

He picked up the [Book of God] that fell from the ruins and destroyed it casually.Then he walked into He Zizhong, took off the bandage on his right eye, and wrapped the eye with blood and tears for him.

After a long time, he sighed softly in the quiet night, and hugged the white head that was crying silently in the quiet night.

"Go to sleep, Yan."

……

"Enough sleep, it's time to wake up."

……

Sleeping is not the end, only waking up is just the beginning.

……

After closing his eyes, the world did not turn into darkness.

He had been lying in the boundless sea for a long time.

Surrounded by a vast expanse of white, very empty, very quiet.

He stood up, and the sea surface set off boundless ripples with his movements, and in this silent world, there was a sound of reminders from the water.

He saw many identical faces.

They are either immature, or cowardly, or cruel, or innocent, or cruel, or lonely.

It's all about himself.

The immature he took his hand and led him into the crowd.

Everyone just looked at each other, no one spoke.

"clatter--"

There was another sound from the sea, and someone came over.

The same faces looked over at the same time and smiled at the same time.

They also said:

"Britain."

The visitor was wearing the white sweater he remembered, had the golden hair he remembered, and smiled as brightly as he remembered.

It was the one he didn't want to forget.

His mouth moved, his eyes were red, but he couldn't speak.

Ying walked among them and stood in front of him.

Kaneki Ken just stared at him in a daze, his whole body froze there - until his whole body was enveloped by the familiar warmth.

Tears finally burst out in the embrace, and he heard Ying's helpless and warm voice,

"Well, live a happy life! Kaneki."

The silent sobbing was finally let out, and he was crying in his arms, his voice was indistinct in tears, all he knew was that he was shouting that syllable desperately, over and over again.

"Britain……"

"Britain--"

"Britain!"

Finally he closed his eyes hard and nodded.

At this time, there was a wind blowing across the water, from caressing to loud, becoming more and more violent.

Lonely, he slowly opened his eyes, and his voice was hoarse, like a bell from afar:

"It's time to wake up."

……

After that comes separation, dissolution, and parting.

The heavy figures were suddenly pushed away with fragments of light until they disappeared.

He opened his eyes.

The author has something to say:

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