Chapter 94 Death of a nameless one
The concept of taking a life or more crude way to descibe it killing one or murdering one. Either way most human-like civilizations or societies do not condone the act of killing or taking a life and is seen as a sin.
But that is too vague since that killing a creature can be seen as a sin and then that means that everyone is sinful.
Let's narrow that more. One's sins can be heavier than others.
The act of taking the life of one's own kin is a sin and that may be heavier than taking the life of any other creatures. The action of killing of their own kin makes them guilty and see that act as a sin even if we were to ignore the circumstances of the individuals.
Let's narrow that even further.
Let's say then that the act of deliberately slaughtering life is heavier than the first two. You could say that I slaughtered a lot of life even if we were to eliminate from the list the monsters I killed.
The concept of Hell in Intris is certainly different from the Earth I visited, whereas to us Hell is just the land where demons live while in Earth the most common opinion of Hell is a place where sinful people go after their life to repent or go there as torment for their sins.
I piled sin upon sin on me. My sins are heavier than many people.
While most of the lives I took were through indirect ways, I nonetheless killed a great number of innocent people and not.
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I quietly stood near the bed where a child is innocently sleeping.
A child that possesses an 'End'. A child where for two weeks I observed through my eyes. And a child where its 'End' is quietly recovering its power and secretly unleashed when the child is asleep, in a few days it became powerful enough to corrode and corrupt bigger objects and lasts longer, it won't take too much time for its power to became powerful enough to corrode and corrupt Intris in few weeks or maybe even days.
A lot of my victims were also children but they perished without me directly dirtying my own hands. Despite I could just send people to end this little child's life, I didn't do so. I felt I had to personally end this one's life and before that give the reason why he had to die.
Different from the other 'Ends' this one did not deliberately harm others.
I, who carefreely lives, carefreely loves and carefreely kills. The ogre, who greedily eats and devour others. The succubus, who lustfully desires total control of everything. The three of us live and harm others like catastrophes are slightly different from the sleeping catastrophe.
Could I have been able to save this one's life or prevent its death or misery?
The answer is no. Whether its mist that corrodes even artifacts or it's 'End', the child will have a life full of misery and a death full of regrets and resentment.
There was no specific reason as to why I decided to act like this.
Redemtion?
Guilt?
Pity?
None of them, I felt like to do so and I followed my heart.
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Is so hazy...
The faces of my mother, my father, my friends, Eli and that of the villagers. Their faces were covered by a black and hazy mist.
No matter how many times I slept in that dark and black world, I couldn't recall their faces nor their voices anymore.
I was scared. I am scared.
I did not want to die. I do not want to die.
My chest hurt, tears fell in the black soil of that world.
Then I suddenly stood in a world full of colors, a world that the dark and evil mist is not able to paint in black and change everything in monsters.
Mr.Al, the dwarf who lives alone took care of me for weeks and I couldn't but wish to live like this forever.
But then, today a rather cute lady with a reaally long hair woke me up. She said that she came to kill me and the reasons of that and as why she personally came here.
Most of the things the lady said, I couldn't understand them.
What was an End? What was a sin? Save the world?
But I understood that she came here because I have that dark and evil mist.
And as it reflected my fear of death, the mist gushed out of my body and like a mouth it charged towards the lady and tried to devour it.
But instead it was repelled, no, rather than that it was more like that two different waves constantly attacked each other and regenarated endlessly. The black mist quietly devoured the flames coming from the lady while the flame would melt the black mist and as the two clashed they would contantly stream on each other.
Step.
Step.
Despite the quiet battle happening around us, the lady slowly walked towards me with a smile and warm eyes and I stepped back as she walked.
I was afraid of dying.
Step.
Step.
As the lady walked, the mist surrounded her with the flames coating her. She seemed the only flame of hope admist the endless darkness surrounding her.
And then she arrived just in front of me, the source of the mist which like a living being it struggled for its life and poured out more and more mist. But with the lady just a metre in front of me she could kill me in matter of seconds.
But she didn't do so, she instead embraced me and wasn't harmed nor touched by the mist as it was battling and melting by her flames.
"Poor little one."
In a sweet voice the lady whispered and it was enough for me to stop all my struggling and resistance towards my death.
She was...warm. In the lady's arms I recalled my mother's warmth.
I ignored the burning flames quietly devouring the mist along with me.
In her arms, I mumbled my last words.
"Mother..."
And heard and allucinated my mother's smile.
"Yes. There, there.I'm here."
Then I was ultimately plunged by darkness. By death.
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As I watched my flames burning the remainings of the nameless child, I stood there impassive, waiting for the flames to totally burn the small body of the child.
There wasn't a cry of hatred nor resentment as he died.
Nor guilt from me.
The only lingering emotion was the rage to conjure the flames.
And just like that the life of a nameless child was ended. None would mourn for his death nor seek revenge for his unfair death. Not a single thing the child left in this world.
And another sin piled on the other countless sins.
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