Darkness of Darkness

This can't be said to be a refreshing morning. If there is no hidden bloody smell in the air, I can really sleep for a while. "Barman..." In the dimly lit room, Hoss sat on the bed, his pale upper body was exposed in the air, and the ring of tooth marks on his shoulders still reflected the madness of last night, but It was such a morning that should have been in a good mood, but was disturbed by a piece of news.

The spy who was secretly sent out entrusted the pigeon to bring back a message.Tarilon was killed, to be precise, the entire family was slaughtered... The scene was horrible. The man who greeted Ying just last night, now only the beheaded corpse remained.Needless to say... Hoss knew it must be Barman's doing.

The right hand tightly grasped the small piece of paper with the message written on it, while the left hand was stroking the boy who was still asleep next to him. It is better not to let him know about this matter, after all, we only met last night. It was better to hide some cruel facts like being killed in two days. Although Hoss didn't know how Ying viewed this matter, it was better to be simple.

Ying was not some unresponsive brat, he already knew when that hand touched his head, and... did he know that the force was a bit heavy?It was such a small detail that Ying knew that Hoss' attention was not on him at the moment.Unable to bear this kind of dismissive caress, Ying simply propped up half of his body and asked in his sleepy voice, "What are you thinking...?"

The sudden movement of the teenager beside him made Hoss a little flustered, as if he had discovered something that should not be known.Quick thinking drove his right hand to crumple the note into a ball. "Huh? What's there to think about? Don't you want to sleep for a while? It's still early." Could the smile on his face be a little more fake, and the pause in front of him was obviously too long.

Ying rubbed his sleepy eyes with one hand, and looked like he was still awake. His messy hair made him look a little timid now, but his brain was very clear.He didn't want to use some strong means to make Hoss speak out, but his tone was tinged with displeasure. "I heard the sound of rubbing paper..." After speaking, he looked at Hoss quietly, ready to Wait for him to tell the truth.

Hoss thinks that Ying's black pupils have absolute magical power, so that there is no need to hide anything from him.Hoss sighed deeply and said, "Tariron was killed." Afterwards, he was waiting for the boy's shocking reaction. Who knew that the boy's face was calmer than everything else, and he didn't even move his eyelids. For a moment, this kind of reaction was unexpected by Huoss, but it was reasonable.

Ying would never be moved by such a "little thing".Otherwise, they wouldn't be lying on the same bed now.After a while of silence, the boy said to Hoss, "Aren't you going to act? You have to hurry up, aren't you...?" Shadow was also urging Hoss, and he was about to start using his own methods.

Hoss narrowed his eyes and said, "Yeah, that old guy Barman is instigating his plan... Then... we have to start taking some action." The golden pupils flashed brightly, and he couldn't wait any longer. Barman has already begun to eliminate dissidents, if he doesn't act, he will be in trouble.

And Ying also has his own plan in his heart at this moment, he must find another way to continuously improve his prestige.And... Ying has always had a question, when the time comes, what method will be used to become king?In fact, Ying has never known such a thing. He only knows that each of them is constantly developing their power, but there is no sign of becoming king... After all, how can one become king?

However, Hoss is very clear. In fact, the method is very simple. The undead world is still in the early stage of construction. There are not many "conscious" beings, and the rest are just walking dead. It is very simple to become king. It is enough to summon all the gods of death in name and ascend to the throne, but...if you don't have strong prestige and strength, you will be eradicated by various forces, and all the spearheads will be pointed at yourself. At that time...you will not be able to control it The situation is over.

And what about Barman's side?The middle-aged man has been looking for that figure, the figure sent out last night, that perfect killing machine.Barman finally pushed open the door of the storage room with a fluke mentality...

"Oh! Darkness, what are you doing here?! Come, come, go to the room to rest." Barman said excitedly, he was very glad that he came back, and he used tricks and threats to let him do it for him last night. For business, Barman was afraid that this toy would leave him.

The dark eyes sitting in the corner looked straight at Baman, the black eyes full of hatred were extremely clear, he seemed to be fished out of a pool of blood now, and his soft black hair was also because of The blood dried up and became viscous, and the blood on the face also turned into a blood shell.Darkly recalling the words that Baman threatened him over and over again... "If you don't go, I can kill him at any time!" After saying that, he even slapped himself in the face, secretly not daring not to do it...Last night The shadow is caught in the magic blade of ten thousand poisons, and there must be no way to return to heaven...Huos is like an isolated tiger...It can't beat the pack of wolves headed by Barman.And now... pretending to be amiable to win him over...

An continued to curl up in the corner like this, leaning on the sickle stained with thick blood and still letting the red liquid drip drop by drop, An really wanted to pick up this sickle and tear Barman into pieces... But, how could Hoss manage?If I fight with Baman forcefully, I can't be fine, if I also leave him...like Ying...who will...go to accompany him?

Holding the remaining obsession and unwillingness, even a kind of humiliation, he nodded secretly and didn't say a word. He clearly knew that he was Hoss's thing, but now he was touched... by this guy .Barman nodded in satisfaction and closed the door. He even said cheerfully, "Remember to have breakfast." Afterwards, he left the darkness to the darkness. The young man buried his head on his knees...removing dissidents for others, and left openly. Hoss... These are undoubtedly the biggest betrayal of himself, which he cannot allow.

Self-blame has blurred his obsession, and now he...began to be confused.

The silent boy moved slowly, and pulled out a small knife from his waist. The handle was embellished with exquisite patterns and dazzling cyan diamonds. Even though the current environment was dark, the sharpness and coldness of the blade could not be concealed.He began to have suicidal thoughts... This knife was a gift from Hoth.He doesn't know when he came to this world...the gods don't have this kind of consciousness.He didn't know... what a birthday was until he went to heaven.

April [-]th, that day was April [-]th, the date he got the knife, he acquiesced, that day was his birthday, but all those memories have now become irretrievable memories, And this knife sealed all his feelings for Hoss.

"Will you forgive me...?" For some reason, the young man stroked the blade and asked in a dazed manner. His feelings for Hoss were so deep that he had already ignored the words he had shed inadvertently. tears.

If... if I stuck it in my heart and you found it stuck in my dead body, would you forgive me? "Hey... I will be free?" An began to talk to himself, the air began to freeze, and he pressed the dagger to his heart.

Can I redeem myself with it?Hoss Landas, I can give everything for you... Life is just the only prop I have with you. I hope that the memory sealed by this knife can leave with my soul.

"Then...you have to remember me? I really...very...like you..." secretly kissed the dagger, then let it end like this, no matter the pain, the laughter, or the past time!Let me just take it away!

All the time, thank you.

A dull sound, like the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the human body, took away all the pain and joy, this may be the best relief, at least, this sound can redeem the soul of an infatuated person.

No one knew what happened in this storage room, and when the servant opened it again, he yelled loudly.

They saw a black-haired boy paralyzed in the corner of the room, with a delicate dagger stuck in his chest, and a fascinated smile on the corner of his bleeding mouth...

Barman immediately sent someone to try to rescue him after hearing the news. He knew that Death's vitality was not so fragile... He also knew that what he was rescuing was just a toy.But no one noticed a tiny bit of it... the dagger was a little slanted.A person hidden in the darkness is smiling triumphantly... Barman, after all, I will only let go if I play with it to the point of dying... Then, let's taste it quietly, this unwillingness to be played with in the palm of the hand.