Saint Seiya Twins - Under the Sun

.The years are frightening, the sea changes mulberry fields, the spring flowers are scorching, the winter snow is cold, and the stars all over the sky gather and disperse, brighten and disappear.Many years ago, Saga was running under the moon, but the moon at that time was gloomy and cold red, embedded in "his" fierce blood pupil, exterminating the deep warmth.

Run, run, run like crazy.The heavy breathing continued to expand in the auditory hallucination, covering up all the noise.The rugged mountain road stretches infinitely, it is long and endless, and there is no way back. It is like a complicated and mysterious maze of the double womb. Sink and stumble.

Traveling through the dark tunnel of time and space, the sky and the earth hang upside down, the giant dragon devours the holy sword, and the stone tablet of the Ten Commandments is shattered into powder in the ark of the covenant.Go to the depths of light, is there still wind there?The strange description of that person's childhood broke into Saga's mind unexpectedly.He didn't know the answer, he only knew that he was getting farther and farther away from that person.

"Hey, Saga, please calm down!" "He" couldn't bear it anymore and said, "You are a golden saint, not a long-distance runner."

The iron lock of the rock prison was intact, but Garen disappeared without a trace.The rock wall at the deepest point has been shattered, and the icy sea water is constantly swirling, like a black hole that swallows everything.From the distant sea came the seductive singing of the sirens, the burial song of crime and punishment.I can no longer feel Garen's small universe, not a single bit of it.Saga knelt down in the water blankly, all thoughts were lost.

I don't know how long it took, but for the only time, "his" tone revealed a gentle apology: "I'm sorry".

Saga's tears fell suddenly, her fingers curled up convulsively, and there were dark purple bloodstains on her palm, but she didn't feel any pain.Garen, you just abandoned me?I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry for you.

Light and shadow flow for thirteen years.

Greek sanctuary, in front of the goddess statue. "His" voice sounded vaguely distressed: "Garon can't love me. He loves you, I know he loves you, even if he never said it."

You don't need to ask me why, and you won't ask me why, Saga, I know that Garen loves you, just like I love you, even if he never said it.You hated me for 13 years, tonight can finally end.After tonight, you and I, one of them, must perish.

Saga was slightly shocked, but had no time to think deeply.After 13 years of entanglement with each other, tonight can finally end.He has been waiting for this moment for too long, and he knows that he has no way to deal with "him", and he can only rely on the power of Athena.Hate "him"?No, as early as 13 years ago, the most genuine emotions were dried up with Gallon's death.There is neither love nor hate.He was just tired, a tiredness that is hard to get rid of even by death, and he just wanted to end all this as soon as possible.After tonight, both he and "him" will perish.

The golden rod pierced Saga's chest, the cold pain was accompanied by the pleasure of relief.More than twenty years have been like a dream, countless memory fragments appear one after another, and then disappear in a flash.In the depths of my mind, what I have never forgotten is still the man who has the same face as him.Garen, you've already been reincarnated, right?Did you miss me before you died?Or, still hate me?

The ink color remaining at the tip of the hair gradually turned blue, and the voice of "him" sounded in Saga's heart for the last time, calm and indifferent, as if it was just a farewell to an old friend: "Goodbye, Saga." Some words, forever No need to say it.

"Goodbye." Saga showed a relieved smile, and the blue flame in her pupils slowly extinguished.

Iron-gray clouds spread across the sky, and the long wind whimpered, like the low-pitched whistling of a dark night.Among the old stone tablets in the comfort place, manjusawa, as red as hellfire, burst out of the ground, with many beautiful faces, blooming in full bloom with extremely brilliant and strange postures, bidding farewell to the dead to cross to the other side.The grand prosperity of life is set against the desolate desert of death, withering overnight and blooming in an instant.

An era is over.All the sorrows, joys, honors and disgraces return to dust.

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The monster butterflies of the underworld flutter their colorful thin wings and watch from afar those "traitors in the sanctuary" who have returned to their original places, but they can never see through people's hearts, just like butterflies cannot fly through the sea.

Saga looked up at the huge fire clock on the top of the mountain, with mixed feelings and strange heart palpitations.Such a familiar soul induction, could it be... until entering the double womb.It really was Garen, the Garen who guarded the third house instead of his brother.Sarah's thin lips curled up in an imperceptible arc, and her pale smile, which was almost self-deprecating, was on the opposite side again... But he was suddenly happy, a joy he hadn't felt in 13 years.The dead heart revived, and the withered feelings sprouted.He had hoped that Garen would stay away from the sanctuary, away from the source of his pain and misfortune, but at this moment, he only hoped to see him again.

Garen, so you are still alive.I can't wait to meet you and see you in person.However, facing my gaze, you turned around silently.still hate meIt doesn't matter, as long as you're alive, it's fine.There is not much left of my illusory life, and there is too much to do.take care.

Twelve golden saints gathered at the end of Judega, the underworld.Since the age of mythology, they have been comrades-in-arms and partners standing side by side. In order to protect the safety of the earth and mankind, they have been passed down from generation to generation and have never stopped fighting.

Saga felt the unprecedented extreme power erupting from Garon's small universe, and then gradually disappeared. Did he still encounter a strong enemy after all?He had secretly prayed that his younger brother would survive this doomed tragic war, and watched all the ups and downs of the world, living an ordinary and happy life under the sun.Saga's deep eyes dimmed instantly, and his only wish was hard to come true.However, the ending now is not too bad.

At least, you and I will never be separated again.

Garen, forgive me for my cowardice and helplessness, if everything starts over again, how I wish I could love you as a brother and as a lover.

Farewell, brother.

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It wasn't until that moonlit night at Cape Sniwan, until Garen's tentative kiss, that Saga suddenly realized that he had been wrong for so many years.It turns out that Garen doesn't hate him, it turns out that Garen likes him, or even loves him.What a pair of idiots, indeed they are twins, even their stupidity is so similar, but the acting skills of both of them are surprisingly good, making them look like enemies with jealousy every time they meet.Fortunately, it was resurrected.

However, Saga soon discovered that Garen had no intention of acknowledging his special feelings for his elder brother, and instead tried to show the proper attitude of a good younger brother.Could it be that after rebirth, he doesn't want to love his brother anymore?That kiss was also a taste of it.Maybe that's just a sign of the end of a relationship, rather than a hint of something deeper.

Saga couldn't help worrying about gains and losses, and didn't want to let go, and didn't want to worry about the so-called taboos.He can be a good brother and a good lover at the same time, as long as Garen is willing to accept it.The question is... is Garen willing to accept it?The two brothers have been living together in the dormitory recently, and Saga has been tossing and turning for many nights. If this continues, she will collapse.

Can you tell me, Garen, what should I do?

Seventeen afternoon tea time, don't bother with business

Camel silk brocade tuxedo with covered buttons in taffeta, bow tie in black silk, white pleated shirt in the front, and diamond cufflinks on the double folded French sleeves.

"Perfect is like a super surprise Christmas gift. If Lada changes her career to become a model, she will definitely fascinate countless ladies and ladies." Aiagos said, with a light that was half admiring and half teasing in his black pupils.

"I'm not interested in modeling ladies, let alone dressing myself up as a Christmas tree." Radamandis frowned, obviously dissatisfied, "Such a fancy and cumbersome dress is only worn once, not the next time."

"Master Ling's surname has an ancient honor in England, and it is still respected today. Rada, I guess she is not satisfied with your etiquette upbringing." Minos gently stroked the Angora cat in his arms, his tone was Always lazy, "Could it be that you are going to visit the sanctuary wearing a dark robe? Be careful not to be beaten out."

"Joke! Just relying on that group of incompetent trash?!" Topaz-like eyes were full of disdain.

Minos smiled noncommittally: "At least, I don't think Garen is an incompetent waste."

Hearing Garen's name, Radamandis's expression darkened again, but he decided three days ago that he would never discuss this guy with Minos and Aiagos again.In fact, he mentioned Garen many times just to express his indignation. The kid who was so daring enough to deceive God was able to be resurrected. It was definitely due to Athena's selfish favoritism!

The pterodactyl fighters overlooked one thing.He is brave and warlike, but he is not easily angry, let alone a narrow-minded man.There had never been anyone worthy of his repeated mention, just to express his indignation, except Garen.

The story goes back to the afternoon three days ago.

The rest room of the first prison in the underworld—it is not wrong to call it Lord Griffin’s second tea room. As for his first tea room, it is naturally located in the Minos mansion in Andinola.A large bouquet of snow-white dragon tooth lilies is inserted in the long-necked glass vase, and golden juicy stamens are pulled out from the shallow green flower heart, filling the room with a rich fragrance.

Radamandis insisted that smelling this fragrance for a long time makes people drowsy, but Minos has always had many fallacies, especially in persuading Rada: "The rest room is used for rest. Pretty good too."

Aiagos reclined on the dark red brocade soft couch, barely stretching to match his friend's remarks.

"Why go to the sanctuary? Even if the dark clothes are not as strong as the golden holy clothes, it will not prevent us from defeating Athena's guardians. There is no need to ask those saint fighters for their experience in repairing the battle clothes!" Top reason for working.

"It's a shame to fight and kill with your mouth shut." Minos