My Tokusho Life Simulation

They are friends and family.

Perhaps, humans and Grunji are not incomprehensible, but what they are born to see is only devastated and ugly.

In a group that enjoys killing each other and tramples on the weak, no kind existence will ever be born.

Gu Langji's evil is not born with it, but created by endless edification.

But among these bad guys, there will always be some undeserved aliens born.

Like Gadolu, like Dacuba.

Zhuo Zhen was still smiling purely.

"Then let's begin, the fight between us, Luther, my... father."

But what he said from his mouth made Wudai and Yiyi's eyes widen in disbelief.

"Why? Obviously..."

Even though it was still far away from mutual understanding, Goshiro still clenched his fists.

"Ah."

Luther nodded slightly and put the helmet on.

Next comes the final homework of the struggle.

——This is the battle that should have been staged between them.

In an instant, the ground that was already devastated was cracked, and the boy in white turned into a strange appearance. He opened his chest and let the green fist penetrate it.

He did not resist.

This is not what Dacuba, who loves fighting, should do.

Without words, the golden pupils and the gilded compound eyes looked at each other.

The ending of everything was already doomed from the very first moment.

In silence, Luther pierced the boy's waist and abdomen with his hand, and pulled out the spirit stone with its nerve veins attached.

The golden ghost-faced belt fell to the ground and sank into the lava.

On the spirit stone, blood-red lines were all over it.

The smell of doom hits the face.

That's pollution, and that's where the real heart of the end is.

The coordinates projected by the crimson light screen are Zhuozhen's youth.

Since when did it become like this?

Perhaps, it has been like this since a long time ago, from the moment before they met in the Metropolitan Police Department.

Just like...

When he sank into the water, lost consciousness, and became a plant-like existence that could not respond to any stimuli.

The pollution and real core of the doomsday had already been buried at that time.

It is precisely because of this that Da Cuba lost all his memories and became a completely different existence from before.

But until now, Luther didn't even feel the slightest bit of anger.

The awakening of the Living Flame took away the possibility of his wrath.

Luther gritted his teeth, and the power that was strengthened to the extreme burst out in his hands.

Click.

That meant that the magic stone of life was shattered inch by inch, and then exploded.

Only the scarlet light group is suspended in the air.

The alien's face crumbled into slag, and the white-clothed boy's cheeks were already pale, but he was still smiling.

puff.

Bright red blood flowed down the corner of the boy's mouth, and he just fell to the ground.

"Why... why is that..."

Wu Dai wanted to go forward, but was hugged by one from behind, no matter how much he struggled, he just didn't let go.

While struggling, an unintentional elbow hit G1 on the side of his face, causing the almighty Kuga-like mechanical helmet to fly away.

"Mr. One!"

Five generations subconsciously shouted.

He calmed down in an instant, worrying whether one would be injured.

But when he saw the things under the helmet, Wudai Yusuke froze in place.

"What's wrong...? Five generations, I'm fine."

A smoked voice came from the empty G1.

Under the thrown helmet, there was nothing there since at some point.

All miracles have a price.

The tears that could no longer be endured burst, and Ultimate Sora fell to his knees, his bright red eyes filled with grief.

"Why are you crying? Yusuke, I'm not hurt, why are you blaming yourself..."

The headless G1 really comforted Sora, but he suddenly froze.

He saw the unbelievable tears in Rose Girl's eyes.

Then, he stretched out his hand in disbelief, and touched his neck.

The tactile sensation of emptiness spread into the hands.

no head.

And inside G1, there is no trace of any life.

I don't know when, maybe it was resisting the devouring, accepting the infusion of Rick's lightning, and the moment he possessed the power of the ultimate body, the person named Yiyixun was already eaten by this 'living' armor.

"fair enough."

A smoked wry smile came.

He is still him, not that G1 swallowed him, but that he completely became G1.

Sadness flowed like water, sweeping through them who survived the catastrophe with great difficulty.

No one could have imagined that in just a few dozen hours, everything had changed.

The cyan arm fell down, and the slightly trembling hand knife split the scarlet light group in two from the middle.

"The end of the first stage has been defeated, and it is impossible to predict the arrival time of the second stage..."

"Next time... what should I give?"

Zhuo Zhen murmured, his heart was full of troubles belonging to teenagers.

The affection between family members, the friendship among friends, and the warmth and happiness from the heart.

These feelings, which I had never experienced in the super ancient times, kept coming to my heart, stirring into a ball of gorgeous and colorful colors.

Living as Linduo seems to be a good and interesting thing.

The heart that originally only longed for fighting and could only enjoy joy in it has been filled with other things.

In a daze, Seba Takuma saw the emerald green lawn, and the bustling park was full of people.

He stood there, staring blankly at the children playing in groups of three or four, and at the happy and smiling family of three sitting on the picnic cloth.

"What are you still standing here for?"

Luther's voice came from behind, the boy turned around and saw the smiling man with stubble.

"I...I don't know...but it always feels so bad..."

"Everyone is still waiting for you."

Luther patted him on the shoulder and pointed to the big tree at the top of the grassy hill that was not steep.

Under the tree, many picnic cloths were facing each other while thinking about what to do. Many familiar people were sitting on them, eating and laughing.

There is one, five generations, and many who will always take care of him.

They waved their hands, as if calling to him.

"Let's go."

Seeing Luther striding towards that side, the uncomfortable feeling in the young man's heart disappeared immediately.

"Ok!"

The boy nodded heavily, and followed quickly.

He heard laughter and saw the bond between people.

Click.

When the shutter is pressed, the flash comes as expected.

Time stands still at this moment.

Photos full of smiles are blown by the wind.

Dissipated in the gentle wind.

On the ground, the boy's pupils dimmed completely.

A huge shadow that seemed familiar was cast down from the other end of the sky, and Luther looked up.

He saw the real Demon God of Demise.

I also saw a battleship that might take light years to calculate its size.

"We will accept the survivors next, junior player Luther, you did a good job."

In the starry sky, there was a sound, but Luther couldn't find where the source of the sound was.

In an instant, light fell from the sky like a wedge.

"The starry sky of Sanyuanzhu has anchored the world."

"This delivery is over, now we are starting to recycle players."

Words appeared on the crimson light screen one after another. Luther wanted to turn around and bid farewell to the five generations, but he had no strength left.

Number three's body turned into specks of light and dispersed, returning to nothing.

Consciousness seemed to be rising, and in a trance, Luther seemed to see an endless space.

Countless broken planets are penetrated and anchored by the light of the wedge, without the constraints of time and physical rules.

There seemed to be endless flames of war, invisible monsters dissipated silently, and warships and individuals were engulfed by the flames without a trace.

Every moment, it seems that trillions of lives are being run over by the wheel of life and death.

'Eternal...battlefield...'

The sadness that was already pouring out became more intense, and the anger that was temporarily lost came to my heart.

At this moment, the young man with red eyes finally knew what the law of doomsday was.

But he didn't despair, what rolled in his heart wasn't trembling.

It's fighting spirit.

The young man finally understands the meaning of the magic myth, but this does not mean that he will change.

The shimmering Major Arcana Tarot card fell into his hand.

"The Hanged Man: Empty Me"

At this moment, the youth lost consciousness.

"...The player has been recovered, and the results are being counted..."

On the crimson light screen, countless numbers and writing rolled over.