When Qi Mu's super power defected

Sadness, extreme sadness.

This emotion was so intense that it spread to the surrounding people through unstable superpowers.

Osamu Dazai slid down the ridge, psychological tears soon soaked his bandages, he clenched his chest uncomfortably, and gasped with difficulty, as if the oxygen had been taken away, and his whole body was in the boundless darkness.

It hurts, it hurts...

so painful...

Is this the mood of Saiki Yuo?

He knelt down on the ground,

When the pain reaches a certain limit, you will truly experience the feeling of "heartbreak", as if the heart burst open, the pain that can make people confused, and the limbs will lose strength due to lack of oxygen, and there will be a feeling of soreness and numbness.

What happened to Saiki Hakio? !

Osamu Dazai struggled to stand up, but when he was about to fall down again, he was caught by a hand,

"Let's go together, you see what you look like trembling."

It is also in the Central Plains.

The ocher-haired boy's emotions were much more stable than he seemed, and Osamu Dazai understood why almost immediately.

——It turns out that you have escaped from the curse of "inhumanity" and have redeemed yourself.

***

I got into a fight with Giger.

It's not difficult, because Jiger doesn't have any superb fighting skills, he will only use endless energy to consume me, as long as my energy threshold is higher than him at the same time, he will be defeated by me.

And during the period of our close contact, when our energies collided and merged with each other, and we were in a very delicate connection, I heard a voice:

—Let me finish.

That voice sounded extremely lonely, as if he had been wronged in the world of being alone,

[Finish?So simple? ]

I responded to the voice with a monotonous and cold tone.

—Let me finish, don't you hate me so much?

[Of course, you killed my subordinates, half of my body, and tortured me. You have such great malice towards me, and you have caused such a great threat to me. I wish I could use the wind blade to kill you Cut into one hundred and eight pieces. ]

Then the voice laughed,

An extremely sad laugh, as if seeing through me, as if I could see through him,

——I see, you are the same as me...

There was a sudden ringing in my ears.

It's not that I've been hurt or something happened to me, but that when people are stimulated, they are in a dead state caused by mental roar,

He said I was just like him.

Verlaine said I was like him?

Several white lights streaked across the sky, and the body of the monster Jiger was neatly cut into several pieces. My eyes were burning with unknown fire.

In Giger's body, Verlaine communicated with me lightly,

——This monster is the representative of my feelings. "Obviously shouldn't be born, why should I be born?" With this unanswered question, he hates his own existence, and can only use assassination to gain a real sense of his own life.

[So can you casually hurt someone you cherish? ]

--value?

——No, he was just lied to.

——He was just kept in the dark, thinking that he was loved by his peers and living among his own kind, but in fact, our birth itself is wrong.

The memory of Verlaine and I were connected at a certain moment.

It doesn't matter what he knows out of my head, I value more what I know from him.

Paul Verlaine, the artificial supernatural body created by the French laboratory, called "Black No. 12", acted with Rimbaud after he was rescued.Let’s not mention the entangled relationship between him and his partner. A brief description is that Rimbaud thinks Verlaine is a human being, and Verlaine thinks that Rimbaud doesn’t understand him, but just wishful thinking that he understands him.They came to Japan nine years ago to steal the Araba Tuchuya from the laboratory. On the way to escape, they had a dispute, which caused the explosion of the military base, and Leibo Street was formed.

I don't care about these, I only saw from his perspective, when Chuya went to find his life experience, he was tortured to death by his "father".

This is more intuitive than watching from the heart. I saw the boy almost collapsed due to electric shocks and drugs, and I saw him struggling tenaciously on the verge of losing his mind.

Others are saying to him: You were born wrong.

—Your birth was wrong.

Verlaine's voice hit my heart hard.

——Can’t you understand, born without being blessed, not under the love of God, such a situation will push people’s hearts into the abyss, where there is nothing, not understood or accepted, only yourself Swallowing the pain desperately, no one can affect it.

I used the greatest strength to crush Jiger severely.

The huge figure fell apart, and the door of the supernatural singularity closed in front of me.

The blond-haired supernatural body fell lightly under the undissipated gravity. His face was as handsome as a god, but he had the most inaccessible heart.

He fell to the ground slumped, slightly raised his blue eyes that seemed to be exhausted, and looked at me with almost pity,

He told me non-stop, his depression and loneliness,

Because he is a created being.

No parents to give, is the product of a conspiracy.

"You're so capricious..."

Verlaine said in a weak voice,

"It turns out that you are just a poor guy who ran away from home... It's so pitiful. If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have thought of killing you."

My heart sank,

The next moment, Verlaine showed a surprised expression,

(you cry?)

I heard his heart say it.

who cried, me?

I touch my cheek,

Ah, tears.

I can understand.

Crying feels terrible, as if the eyes are a water gate that cannot be closed and the drive is a twitch of the heart,

"I also……"

I opened my mouth, my vocal cords trembled and uttered hoarse syllables,

"Me too, I don't want to be just an avatar."

Why was I born?

Birth does not refer to simple birth. I still remember the ease and ease I felt when I was first created by Saiki Kusuo, because I have no desires or desires, just something new.My birth refers to the awakening of consciousness. I do not need consciousness, but I have consciousness.

At this moment, driven by my emotions, I thought: If only I hadn't awakened, why should I have a stalemate with Saiki Kusuo, why should I run away in fear, why should I be forced to separate from the person I think about.Obviously, like other avatars, I can have a celebration/breakup meal together, and retire after saving the world.

Trembling, I expressed the suppressed desire in my heart in an extremely broken voice, "I think as a human being, I can't control myself as a clone."

Oops, too bad.

I remembered the prophetic dreams of my friends who died one after another at the beginning, Kenji and Jingguang who had been fulfilled in this time and space, the hand that stopped me with Kusuo Saiki, the police officer Matsuda with indifferent eyes, and the one who planned to attack me. The vengeful Jiang Gu Ling.I thought of the two avatars who left me, and the avatar buried in Verlaine, in order to protect me and my subordinates in Yokohama.

The memories of growing up are not mine, my parents and elder brother are not mine.

too painful.

too painful.

I was not recognized, not forgiven, not needed.

As if the sadness accumulated for a long time had found a breakthrough, like the last straw that crushed the camel's back, I couldn't help crying, as if I was completely overwhelmed by negative emotions,

I stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, grabbed Verlaine by the collar,

My tears frequently fell on his face, and the liquid flowed down from the corners of his eyes, as if he was also crying,

"Verlaine, you really won."

You pierced my heart so hard, no one has ever hurt me so precisely,

"It's ridiculous, we haven't met, but I can empathize with you so much."

The blond-haired supernatural body looked at me quietly, but those dim eyes that had lost pursuit seemed to be able to speak, telling me how desperate he was,

"Kill me……"

He says,

"But in fact, even if you don't do it, I won't live long."

Verlaine, who was only in the form of a sealed text, with the disappearance of the singularity Jig as the main body, the energy to maintain life has also been exhausted, his heart gradually stopped beating, and his breathing became inaudible.

I had a great panic,

No, if he dies...

For some reason, I had this thought,

If he dies, it's as if I have also met such a fate.

But I didn't do anything, I didn't keep him, I didn't save him, because he killed so many of my subordinates, he deserves his life.

"Zimu!"

Dazai Osamu's voice came from behind,

He was also crying because of me, but his voice was extraordinarily powerful,

[do not come. ]

I drank.

He stopped his progress and stood on the edge of the basin looking at me in the center of the ground. His expression became very helpless in an instant, as if he was scared away by a cold face when he approached the person he wanted to approach.

I hurt him.

I looked at Verlaine and gradually calmed down, [...do you hate? ]

"...Why don't you hate it?"

[But you don't just hate. ] I said, [Otherwise you wouldn't want others to end you. ]

(You can see it...)

Verlaine had no strength left to speak.

[You are very envious of Zhong Ye. ] I said a fact that does not need to be proven, [You also have a partner and a home in your envy. ]

The blond-haired young man under me seemed to be touched, and his eyelids twitched slightly. He expressed his apology and remorse to me in a daze of deliriousness.

Apologizing for killing someone whom Chuya cherished, and regretting killing his partner.

Although Rimbaud was not killed by him in the dispute with him...but it was not bad.

I stood up.I was a little confused for a while.

There is still work to be done.

I fell to the ground exhausted.

Although it seems that I have nothing to do, I will also be tired.

I looked at the sky where black ash was still flying, and my mind went blank for a while.

I let myself go,

No, I can't rest, I have to take advantage of this state...

I turned my head and looked at Osamu Dazai, who was drinking at the edge of the basin, looking at me with dim eyes, and Nakahara Chuya, who was beside him in a state of embarrassment.

"Are you going backtracking?"

Osamu Dazai said to me suddenly, not very loudly, because he knew I could hear,

[You even guessed this. ]

"It's even more regrettable than an unknown hero to waste such a great effort but no one remembers."

[You are the one who cares about such things...]

"I just feel worthless,"

Osamu Dazai said,

"Do they have value for you to bear alone?"

I'm used to this kind of thing, I should.

Because Saiki Kusuo is like this, he can persevere and repeat tens of thousands of times in order to change one thing, how much he has undertaken.

He just thinks it's all worth it.

[However... If someone can remember this time, it should be good. ]

I said so, and thought so.

I used backtracking in time.

My physical strength was consumed too much in the battle with the monster Jig, and now, I can control the super power even without the suppressor.

This is one of the reasons why I want to fight Jiger, venting anger is incidental.

I've already thought about starting over from the moment Qi Mu Xiaoxiong died.