[Comprehensive] Die well, lie down every day

Dreams are a way of reflecting the past, present and future.

For me now, dreams are also a sewer cursed by the dead.

Tens of thousands of cursing voices flooded towards me, accusing me who could be resurrected of my injustice.This is a process that must be experienced when going back to the first day. To put it simply, it is similar to the need to go through a certain amount of squeezing and pain when being born from the mother's womb in order to survive.

And dreams reflect my different choices through different things, things that may happen in the future or things that happened in the past.

In Amway’s words, something wants to disturb my senses in this way, “Because the things I experience in different worlds are subtly different, and the characters formed from this are also different. If through this If the way of spectating or merging causes the Master's mind to become confused... Hey, maybe something very interesting will happen." The black demon said these words in a normal chat tone at that time, and there was even some anticipation between the words .

"Insanity, derangement..." I whispered a certain word he said at the time, not only feeling nervous about the dream that was about to unfold in front of me.

Ah, speaking of which, it’s been a long time since I’ve had a dream related to Tsunayoshi Sawada. Does this mean that the little girl Sasaki has completely given up her original world?Or is it some other reason?

I don't know much about those, but one thing is clear.

So far, among the things I have dreamed about, there are only two "I" in the dream, not Sasaki Mayu, but Yu Yu...it is myself.

I sighed heavily, and the dark curtain in front of me also opened.

The first one to appear was a certain man who was put on the execution platform.Then the world in the dream suddenly became chaotic, and the vision was twisted into a ball as if distorted by someone.Because of this, I had to close my eyes tightly to keep my vision intact, however, when I opened them again, I seemed to be a different person.

I can't tell what else I have become, but the vision is like merging with another person. The man who was about to go before the execution rack, which I was watching from afar, has become what I saw in front of me. thing.

It seems a bit incorrect to use "I" to describe it at this time.

What I saw through other people's eyes was a person wrapped tightly in black. Judging from the curves of the body under the black clothes, that person should be "her".Then, the scene I could see in front of me began to slowly expand around this woman.

The target of "her" should be the man in front of the execution rack, and the black figure shuttling through the crowd is like a dormant poisonous snake, quickly and swiftly pounced on its prey.

However, before "she" reached the prey, she was intercepted by others.

What appeared were five people in strange costumes. The clothes on their bodies looked familiar to me. They looked very similar to those worn by priests in the church, and the pattern of the black clothes happened to be the pattern of a cross.However, although I don't know who those five people are, "she" probably knows.

The originally relaxed breathing became messy, and although it was quickly adjusted, "she" seemed to realize something, and sighed slightly.

As if lamenting that his life will come to an end.

Even so, "she" did not give up resistance just because of this, but turned herself into a sharp blade and slashed towards the enemy.The five opponents did not panic, but unhurriedly took out something similar to a sword hilt from the black coat. When those hilts were exposed to people's eyes, they stretched out like a blade, but the accuracy was less than that of a sword. long blade.Among the five people, three held three weapons in each of their left and right hands, and the two surrounded "her" as if to prevent "her" from escaping or to better find "her" gaps for attack.

"She" looked around, as if observing, and finally set her eyes on the long blades in those people's hands. "... Black keys? Eighteen black keys. Hey, is it really fun for you agents to use this kind of weapon that is more suitable for throwing than slashing?" As if thinking of something, the voice of "her" rose slightly , "It's just me alone, but it's too much to use five agents..." At this point, "she" realized something and showed displeasure. "What, is it just one person? Then the rest are familiars? Ah, I don't know much about you."

The five looked at each other, and one of them spoke. "Has it been discovered? But even so," the man raised the long blade in his hand. "There is no reason for you to survive, Angora Mainuu."

"Pfft, hahahaha!!" As if hearing a joke worth laughing out loud, "she" laughed regardless of her image. "Hey, hey, don't call me such a great name, I have nothing to do with that kind of evil in the world. Hey, but that guy is said to be quite weak? The third holy grail of the Einzbern family War is to summon that guy, right? If I remember correctly, he died on the fourth day?"

"She" said a word that I was a little familiar with and I was a little bit concerned about. It didn't seem to have anything to do with me but it always made me feel awkward.

"I don't know such advanced things as magic. I can use a trick to deceive girls. I have no problem." Although the words were relaxed, the hand of "her" holding the dagger was a little nervous and trembling. "But familiars shouldn't be fully anthropomorphic, right? At least IQ can't keep up? Hey, I don't understand." The woman grinned, threw the dagger at one of them, and soon appeared in the Next to the other person, a dagger appeared in the previously empty hand. "I, the current target is only that stupid man." When she said this, "her" trembling hands also settled down, and the whole person changed from the original state of dormancy to the state of battle.

When the people around the death penalty platform saw this scene, they all fled away. When the surrounding area became more open, it was also the moment for "she" to strike first.

Among the five people, in just two or three seconds, "she" eliminated two of them, and knocked out the five weapons called black keys flying towards her.

Maybe he can win, or maybe he will be poked into a hedgehog by the thirteen black keys of the remaining three people?I'm more than just guessing.But according to the current situation, if the woman is not killed by those three people, she will persist until she exhausts her physical strength after killing those three people, and then be killed by others.But there is one thing, if "she" survives, maybe the man on the execution platform can be saved, right?

Probably "she" also understands this truth, so compared to the previous cautious attack, the current attack is more wild. The whole person is not so much a poisonous snake fighting with a predator, but a mad wild dog.

But according to the current situation, the time for "she" to be hit by those thirteen black keys is gradually counting down.

But things are far beyond my expectations.

If one were to describe "her" fighting at this moment, it would probably be the feeling of gathering all the good fortune of her life at this moment.But at the same time, he was still plagued by bad luck.

Dodge all thirteen black keys, and dodge all attacks. It stands to reason that the opponent has lost his weapon, and "she" should be the winner of this battle.But in the end "she" was killed.The one who killed "her" was the executioner standing under the execution platform, wearing a black cloak, quietly watching the battle.

At the beginning, no one paid attention to the executioner, and the man who was sent to the execution platform didn't even notice the real mutation appeared beside him.

The weapon used to kill "her" is a bit special.

I don't quite know where I learned about that weapon, it's like knowledge that suddenly appeared in my brain.

What killed "her" in the end was a replica made of the only sword created by a certain Faker who forged countless times in his life.

No one knows where the replica sword appeared in the hands of the agent, and "she" who made the replica also doesn't know where the other party came from, but she was indeed stabbed by the sword heart.

I don't know whether to call it luck or an unfortunate battle.

Then, at the end of the story, "she" suddenly realizes something.

The so-called "messenger of justice" and the so-called salvation of all mankind did not exist from the very beginning.This ideal is wrong.

When these words came to my mind, I suddenly thought of Shirou, and only then did I realize that the man on the execution platform resembled Archer very much.

But who is that woman?

But my doubts were soon consumed by the intensity of emotion the woman conveyed to me.

In the empty chest pierced by the blade, "she" still felt something remained in the chest.

What remains.

Curious about this, I tried my best to explore the consciousness of the dying woman.

—Ah, I remembered.

There was a sound in a trance.

I think that is probably the only thing that "she" who has gone to a stranger can recall.

—hadn't told him yet.

An extremely familiar whispering sound came intermittently.

"She" seemed a little regretful.

In the short life of meeting someone and getting to this point in her life, "she" forgot to tell someone a very important thing.

What would that be?I am puzzled.

— that is wrong.

mistake?Is it for this?I felt "her" emotions carefully, and found that "she" didn't seem to regret it. Rather, she knew that something was wrong from the very beginning, but she never regretted it.Even at the end of the road, "she" still doesn't regret that she walked on the same path as the person who walked on the wrong path but didn't know it.I think "she" volunteered to be on the same path as that guy from about the beginning.

But what is she regretting...?

When Meng finally woke up, I finally found out what "she" regretted.

Not because of going down this path, or that person was not saved by "her", but because "she" forgot to tell that person one thing.

——At least, let him understand.

A soft whispering voice told me the answer.

In the end, the only thing that chose that path was the tragic fact that "she" forgot to tell that person.

So, the dream ends here.

"Yo, Master finally woke up? He slept for a long time this time."

After that sentence, what I saw when I opened my eyes was Amway's dark shadow with dark patterns floating in it.

Back to day one again.

The author has something to say: Those two dreams should be easy to guess, the male lead;

·What a certain man doesn't have to think about...is that guy;

·Lucky E is the only time to be lucky;

Beware of demons and the fourth day;

·If you are not familiar with the FATE series, it may be a bit of a headache to read here. It doesn’t matter if you ignore it as much as possible. I will try to explain what I don’t understand without spoiling it;

·Be more tolerant.