[Comprehensive, British and American] Notes on trainee death becoming a regular

Will you regret it?

She asked.

Ask Teresa, also ask herself.

Arsha clenched the vial tightly, her gaze became long and far-reaching, and the light in her eyes dimmed slightly. She shouldn't regret it. It was so hard to wait until today, finally to see the light of day again, and regain her freedom. It was finally hard, everything was okay easy to come by.

Alsa's eyelashes trembled. She had known Teresa for a long time, but the time she had known her was not as long as the time she had known her, compared to the time of Death, and the time she had been sealed.

And their acquaintance was destined to be short-lived, but she didn't know why, but she kept it in her heart, that child seemed to take root in her memory, and when she closed her eyes, she would see her, killing someone with a swing of a knife Every now and then, her voice would echo in my ears.

"Daibao can't kill people."

What a nuisance!What a nuisance!

Arsa claims to be a strong-willed god of death, and of course it is proved to be true, but because of Teresa, she has been shaken in countless moments.

Arsa transformed into a sickle and jumped down from the tower lightly. She had to do something, she had to do something, otherwise, otherwise, before time could erase the traces left by Teresa, She might be driven crazy.

The wind blew off her hood, and the long silver hair seemed to have been dyed in the moonlight. Tony spotted it at a glance. After notifying the others, Tony decided to hold Arsha first.

The golden-red steel armor landed slowly in front of Arsha, Tony opened the mask, Arsha looked at him with an unhappy expression, her brows trembled, and she said coldly, "I think I made my words very clear last time. .”

Arsha lowered her eyes, she was trying her best to forget Teresa, but everything related to her would be after her, and it would probably take more time than she imagined to completely forget about that child...

Teresa, has very precious family.

Arsa looked at Tony and realized this all too clearly.

"I hope we can talk peacefully," Tony wanted to shrug his shoulders pretending to be relaxed, but found that he couldn't do it at all. Tony lowered his head, and Arsha looked away with a look of depression.

"What are you talking about? Teresa?" The sickle turned into dots of fluorescent white light and disappeared in her hand, and Arsa hugged her arm, "There is nothing to say, she, she has... It was my own hands ...Do it yourself." So she knew it very clearly.

Tony wiped his face, "But Terry also has a lot of me, we don't know," Tony stared at this face, he closed his eyes, pleading, "I want to know, I want to know Terry Li, from, her birth to, the end...you know, can you tell us?"

【Looking at Nini's big eyes, my heart is about to break...】

[Hey, what's the use of knowing so much...Having more memories just adds to the sentimentality. 】

[Sure enough, those who really care about Daibao are not so easy to let her go. 】

[Rub your hands, actually I want to know too. 】

Steve and the others who arrived also slowed down when they heard this sentence, and they didn't know whether it was intentional or not. Bruce's eyes were slightly fixed, and Arsa seemed to be surrounded by nothing.

Arsha frowned, and those memories she had deliberately forgotten were turned up by Stark's words. Arsha looked forbearing, and her hands under the wide sleeves were tightly clenched into fists.

"Arsha, this is your name," Charles said suddenly, with a persuasive and comforting tone in his voice, "Teresa is actually more than just a lock to you." Of course, I found the complex emotions in Arsha's eyes.

"We don't know much about Teresa, and we don't know her origin, so we all hope that she can come back to us." Charles' blue eyes seemed to be the sea under the night, "some things are because You only have hope if you don’t know, I think, you don’t want us to pester you all the time.”

"So give us each other a chance, even if it's a chance to give up." Charles was silent for a while, and said this sentence.

Arsha's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she took a deep breath, "What do you want to know?" Arsha's voice was still cold, but when she listened carefully, she could detect a slight trembling sound inside.

Bruce took a step forward, "I think these things are not suitable to be discussed here. Wayne Manor has prepared black tea and cookies, if you don't mind staying up late."

Arsa nodded invisibly.

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Wayne Manor

The black tea is filled with the memory of the tea leaves, and the temperature of the cookies has just been tested, but everyone's attention is not on that.

Arsa looked down at her face reflected in the black tea in the cup, she pursed her lips, and said in a difficult voice, "Teresa, Teresa is, the restriction created by Nanris... After I escaped from the endless abyss, After leaving, I accidentally heard the news that Naris was about to fall, "

"He is my friend," Arsha's casual gesture made everyone listen very carefully, "yes, he is my friend... I want to see him for the last time, because I am on the run, and there is a good chance he will , can’t send him off.”

"But he betrayed me," Arsha's eyes darkened, but her tone remained unchanged. Perhaps it was because her former friends had died, and there was no need to pursue them.

"He put a restriction on me and locked me in my subconscious. It has been 1000 years since Teresa was born..." Arsha just finished saying this number, and everyone was shocked.

"1000 years...?" Tony just took a sip of the black tea and swallowed it with difficulty, he almost spit it out just now.

"...Teresa's age...is it fake?" Pietro said in a daze.

Steve choked, as if something had been turned upside down.

Bruce was already prepared in his heart, so he was the least surprised person.

Charles suddenly asked, "Arsha, why did you run away?"

"Because, I killed someone," Arsha's eyes moved slightly, still with a casual attitude, as if human life was nothing in her eyes.

Everyone's face sank.

"I didn't want to be locked in the endless abyss, so I escaped, but I didn't expect my friend to betray me," Arsha pursed her lips.

"Teresa, it's probably the last work of Nan Ruisi." Arsha's words made Tony frowned, not only him, they didn't want to hear words like "work" and "shackle" words to describe the Teresa they knew.

"Maybe it's the most successful one," Arsa lowered her head, "We are the god of death, it's not that I'm the only one you see, every year star in the birthplace will give birth to little trainees, and trainees study in the academy. It takes one year star to participate in the trial and complete the task to obtain the qualification for becoming a regular."

"Our Reaper's duty is to harvest human souls after death, so it's not our appearance that brings death, but everything has been arranged, and Reaper is just the executor." Arsha emphasized here After a while, she glanced flatly in Tony's direction.

Tony was startled, he could hear that Arsha had another meaning, but why did she look at him?

That sentence was for him.

Of course he knew that death was not decided by the god of death, like... wait, Tony's eyes changed, he suddenly looked up at Arsha, opened and closed his mouth.

Will it be what he guessed?

Tony knew himself, if something really happened, he would not be able to maintain his sanity anyway.

So, so what would he do?

He couldn't lie to himself, and he knew very clearly what the self a few years ago would do.

Then, what kind of mood did Teri face him with?

Why are you still smiling at him?

Why, after that, are you still willing to smile at him?

Tony's mind wanders, but Arsa continues.

"Teresa, she has always wanted to be the God of Death," Arsa bit her lips, "She, she is not the real God of Death, so in many ways, she is not as good as other trainees. You should also find out that she is more Slow, perception is like this, learning things is not so fast, a lot, what you see she can do is actually because she has done it many times..."

Steve stared blankly at Alsa, watching how she described the silly little Douding.

"She should be the least like a god of death, maybe it's because she wasn't a god of death in the first place," Arsa smiled, "The notebook you saw recorded the name of the deceased is a record of her fulfilling the wish for the deceased. The god of death will do this, Teresa, she is the first and only one." Arsha's tone was so helpless, but also a little hidden pride.

Charles narrowed his eyes, and he saw the softness in Aelsa's eyes. Sure enough, he was not wrong in his judgment. Aelsa didn't hate Teresa and didn't want to mention her. On the contrary, she didn't want to touch Teresa because of the deep pain. bump.

"She has become conscious, but I am also gathering strength to break through the restriction," Arsha pretended to be nonchalant and turned her head away. "So between the two of us, one of us will die, but this belongs to me in the first place, and I am not wrong."

Yes, Arsa is not wrong, even Tony who loves Teresa, even Steve who expects Teresa to come back, can't say that it is Alsha's fault.

The only fault is that Teresa was born as a shackle from the very beginning.

If you want to talk about original sin, I'm afraid it's the only one. Neither of them is wrong.

"So, Terry is real, can't she come back?" Tony asked this question blankly, his eyes were red, "My Terry..."

"You all belong to Teresa," Arsa smiled, "Teresa's relatives, Teresa's teacher, and Teresa's friends, there is nothing here that belongs to Arsa." She stood up , "I've said everything you want to know, I think, I can go."

Charles Xavier was right, this was indeed an opportunity, an opportunity for all of them to give up.

"So, I didn't even see Terri for the last time, did I?" Tony's trembling words made Alsa stop.

"It's all of us, none of us." Steve closed his eyes heavily.

There was silence behind her, and Arsa walked out of the gate of Wayne Manor. She looked up at the moon covered by dark clouds, it was gray, the sky was gray, the moon was gray, the world was gray.

She went back to that tower and sat on top.

Arsha, who had developed a habit of touching candy from her pocket, suddenly paused her hand. She seemed to have touched something. Arsha's fingertips trembled, and when she took it out, there was already a retrospective hourglass in her hand.

[Trace back to the hourglass! 】

【Looks like Beatrice has prepared two for Artest...】

[Daibao was used by the Starks in violation of the regulations last time. 】

There are golden gravel in the transparent hourglass bottle. Arsa stared at this retrospective hourglass for a long, long time...

"It seems that a farewell is missing." Arsha closed her eyes.

"Should I give you this chance?" She whispered to the small fragments of dark gold in the bottle.

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"Little Cuicui really can't see it, you even prepared two retrospective hourglasses for Teresa, it's really a big deal." Bazel stretched out his head and glanced at the tablet in Beatrice's hand.

Beatrice stared at the small bottle on Arsa's chest on the screen with red eyes. Arsa's attitude said everything, it was Teresa's fragment!

"My dumb baby, Cui Cui will rush to your side soon, just wait, it will be fine in a while." Bitui and Bazel are now taking the private jet provided by Karen's family.

Beatrice thought of Carlisle, when he was a human, it was a long time ago, and for this, Beatrice felt sorry, "I never thought I would meet the people I met before," the gentle Grim Reaper reluctantly A smile was evoked, because there is always a time interval between entering the same time, and this time interval will often eliminate some things.

Carlisle was very gentle and tolerant, "I never thought that one day I would become a vampire. If I knew, I would definitely notify you in advance." He was never so grateful that he became a vampire, and he could still see people from the past, Careful Carlisle saw that Beatrice was in a bad mood, and told a gentleman's joke to make her laugh.

"Don't worry, we'll be there soon." He stroked Beatrice's hair with tenderness and consideration, "Drink some water, and then sleep, sleep, and we will be there when you wake up."

Bazel glanced at him sideways, and there were some unclear emotions hidden in the eyes behind the lens.

Seeing Beatrice again, she was no longer the Beatrice in his memory who had never been angry and was always gentle, and even Carlisle gave birth to her who would always be gentle, but seemed to take off the mask to reveal the most tired The most anxious side of Beatrice.

Her eyes were soaked in tears, showing her truest emotions in panic.

"I can't sleep, Carlisle... I close my eyes and that's the scene... You don't understand..." Beatrice covered her face, "That child is my pillar..."

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