dark color

When I opened my eyes, I saw the dilapidated roof as expected.The clothes on his body were covered with large and small patches, thinly attached to his small body.Touching his forehead, there was still a high heat, his mouth was so thirsty that he couldn't speak, and he didn't even have the strength to sit up.

The name of this body is Aizen Soyousuke, and this is the world of Shinigami.

The boy was lying on the bed, his expression numb and motionless, but he slowly clenched his fists.Snatch her away from an ordinary but satisfying life just to show up here!How ridiculous!How...he bit his lips tightly, and let out a whimper from his throat.

But suddenly there was a strange resentment in his heart.In my mind, there seemed to be a teenager struggling to open his eyes wide, staring at his hands.He was injured just for a little water, and died alone in an unknown corner. This look of extreme weakness and uselessness... He seemed to be able to see how two souls boiled, and then carried similar feelings into one.

The girl closed her eyes—it was the same everywhere.For Aizen, immature and young can only be bullied, but for the original girl, the gods are out of reach, so she can wantonly play with other people's lives.There has never been anything fair, the strong overwhelm the weak, and it is taken for granted.

The numb expression on his face gradually dissipated, and a cold smile suddenly appeared on the boy's dead face. "Hey, are you still here?"

【I am here. 】"You did it on purpose, right? If you dress up as this child, it's impossible not to subvert it."

[...] "In the future, will it be like this?" [...Yes, every world in the future. 】That is to say, it will be the same fate in the future...

Unfortunately, she has neither their resentment nor their obsession.Originally, she was just an ordinary student, with caring and nagging parents, one or two good friends and dozens of ordinary friends.Life is plain, with no particular favorites or dislikes.The thing he is good at is probably only reading. He is not good at manual things, that is, the standard top student model.But why?

"The last question, why... me?"

[Because of a contradiction] "..."

【Obviously a person who is so calm that he is almost indifferent, but unexpectedly values ​​feelings. ] The young man was speechless.I see.He wanted to scream loudly and cry loudly, but his face was numb and unable to make any expression.The so-called God is such a disgusting and despicable thing.

But there is no other way, there is no way to go back, never again... The young man with the girl's soul covered his eyes with one hand and laughed, the laughter went from low to high, it seemed that even the soul was pulled together, and he let out a hoarse wail.

The small skinny hands blocked the eyes, and a transparent liquid snaked down.

###################

He lay on the bed for a long time, and when he finally had the strength to get out of bed, it was already evening.Fortunately, it seems that because of time travel, this body no longer burns down, otherwise he might become the first time traveler in history to die of fever.

Very thirsty and very hungry.It seems that there has been no such embarrassment since birth.Call a dirty kitten passing by and ask it to help him get some food and water.The young Aizen raised one corner of his lips mockingly. When he asked for this ability, he didn't think of it.

With the "help" of a large herd of animals around, some food and water were brought in.Then a few days later, Aizen finally gained the strength to go out for a walk.

The sun was harsh and not warm at all.The surrounding scene was extremely bleak for a person like him who was used to seeing tall buildings in the 21st century.

It doesn't matter, I will always get used to it, whether it is such a scene or my own destiny.He said so to himself.Then he raised the corners of his mouth and tried to show a gentle smile.

Maybe it's because this body has a talent for camouflage, this smile is surprisingly gentle.Aizen faced the water surface, his eyes were cloudy and calm.Or, is this his instinctive will?Because it was no longer his original peaceful and warm world, he didn't have the right to be presumptuous—whether it was his own emotions or anything else.People who are happy and angry in color are too happy, maybe they are not suitable for this world.He looked down at his wounded hands and smiled mockingly.Really, instinctively.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Take the food that the kitten pushed to his feet again.He smiled sincerely rarely, and bent down to rub its head.He always has an inexplicable closeness to this creature that he saw for the first time in another world.

"Meow!"

"...What a shame."

Staring blankly at the three scratches on the back of his hand, the boy lowered his eyes.Yes, he forgot.These animals can be driven by him, but they don't remember him.

It was him, forgot.

Stuff the food into the mouth, chew slowly, as usual, tasteless, as if chewing a ball of cotton.Lan Ran smiled and murmured, "What to do, a little bit, a little lonely."

There was no sad expression on the boy's face, but there was still a smile on his face as he talked about loneliness.After pondering for a while, Aizen made a decision.It would be nice to go to Mao, and that person would be happy if he did so.He showed a big smile towards the void, but there was no smile in his eyes.The brown eyes were emotionless, hard as metal.

This won't work, in the future... find a pair of glasses to cover it up.Thinking in this way, the young man closed the wooden door behind him, which could only be called dilapidated, watched the aroused smoke and dust slowly dissipate in the air, then turned and left without any regrets.

"Brat! Hand over your money!"

Should I say he was lucky or unlucky, the people he encountered along the way were not Xu.The other party obviously despised him because of his child's appearance, and he didn't even hold a weapon in his hand.But, that's an adult.

Aizen subconsciously clenched a sharpened stone in the palm of his hand.Then he took a step back, with a terrified expression on his face, "Don't...don't come over..."

The man smiled ferociously, leaned forward unsuspectingly, lifted his collar, and seemed to enjoy watching him out of breath.

Tsk, what a scum.Aizen heard a cold voice resounding from his heart.

"pain!"

The man suddenly let out a scream, and let go of him painfully, "Dead cat! Are you looking for death!"

It's now!He flew up and kicked the man on the bridge of the nose with all his strength.

In fact, the bridge of the nose is very fragile, and even the vision will be affected after injury.Looking coldly at the man rolling on the ground with his nose covered, Aizen paused, and jumped on him, the stone in his hand quickly passed through his throat.

Blood spilled all over his face.It was warm and bright red, no different from his own.

"Little...ghost!"

The man looked at him with wide-eyed eyes, and the words he spit out were hoarse and incoherent, and the leaked air escaped from the throat little by little.

Without speaking or moving, he watched the man's blood turn cold little by little, watched his violent struggle at the beginning turn into a slow convulsion, and then, with his eyes open, he seemed to die unwillingly.Calmly stepped forward to check his breathing and heartbeat, ready to make another cut.

Very well, the man is dead.

Having come to this conclusion, Aizen turned around and started vomiting uncontrollably.When vomiting, tears will also fall, which is a normal physiological reaction.

Not because of being sad or anything.he said to himself.This kind of thing... you have to get used to it sooner or later.The young man pursed his pale lips.

This was not the first time he had killed someone. At the beginning, he couldn't even fight back.He was originally just an ordinary student in a peaceful society, and he never even fought.The first murder was actually an accident.He was badly wounded that time and almost died.Facts have proved that in the face of life and death crisis, people do have unlimited potential.

Don't want to die, don't want to die at all!At that time, only this sentence echoed in his mind, making him open his eyes like a demon... In the end, he survived.Beside him was a corpse with a throat cut.

Aizen breathed heavily, his heart filled with the joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe, but there was liquid left on his cheeks.Stomach upset, looking at his bright red hands, it seems that they will never be washed clean.For the first time, there was a feeling other than despair in my heart, not the feeling of this body, but his soul.

Just for the sake of the so-called god's interest, he will give up his original life and be forced to do such a thing...

This fate being toyed with and the distant future... Ai Ran suddenly laughed "hehe", clenched his fists tightly until his nails sank into his flesh.

Want to be strong, want strength, and want a strong enough mind-no matter how much it costs.