Blood stained the entire landscape, weapons pitted against each other, screams, cries, and ambitions. It was all in that one place where they all risked themselves for the future.
"FOR OUR FUTURE! FOR THOSE WHO ARE WAITING FOR US! FOR JUSTICE'S NAME!" The one on the horse raised his spear high as he shouted with all his might. Those behind him also raised their weapons and ran forward.
They wore only cheap armor, weapons of their own making, but they still ran forward to face an enemy more powerful than themselves.
They wanted to live!
They wanted their future!
They wanted freedom!
Even though our legs are shaking, we will go forward and restore our justice! This is what righteousness really means to us.
"KEEP ATTACKING!"
"DON'T LET THEM GET THE BETTER OF US!"
In the back, massive fire spells could be seen helping them advance. Each had their own strengths. Those who wanted to take the path of justice and those who wanted to settle for the current justice.
No matter how crazy this sea of fire was, they would settle down, even if they wondered if they would be the same when they returned, or if everything would be okay.
They would not return until the end was decided.
Not far from the battlefield, several witches gathered in front of the giant pillar. Their hearts were beating fast, hoping that the device the 5-year-old had created would work.
Zingggg-!
Word after word filled the pillar, slowly the ancient scripture shone with a pale yellow color, slowly the pillar's great door opened. All the witches there fell silent, slowly they announced their arrival with loud voices.
"!"
The Justice of the Spear.
"HELP HAS ARRIVED!!!"
"GO TO THE NEXT PLAN, FAST, FAST!"
Seeing the people inside the pillar come out, everyone immediately ran to resume their duties, taking the wounded to the back, and the people who emerged immediately ran forward into the battle.
A man stood in front of the pillar with a wide-eyed look. All that effort, sacrifice, and faith, the meaning of which even he was confused about. The man took out a cigarette and a piece of paper from his pocket.
With the flame burning in his palm, he burned the letter.
The smoke from the cigarette spread until the shape of the smoke disappeared.
Yes, this is our story.
Our story that will change this rotten kingdom into a kingdom of justice.
I will be your shield and your sword. Even I can be your sharpest spear.
Reading the last sentence in the notebook, the little boy stopped staring at the last sentence, hypnotized by the hyperbole.
This would be his faith and this would be his goal.
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Weird. That was my first impression when I met this woman's son.
He's a weird kid who will never have any friends in his life. I didn't just say that because I was one of those weird kids.
Everyone who came to bless the boy said he was a genius. At 1 year and 6 months old he could already speak, at 2 years and 5 months old he could already write and walk. Although he was smart, he was very strange, he wouldn't mingle with his parents, wouldn't play with other children his age, was quiet and always looked at the people around him with a scared look.
At the age of 3, the boy started to change, suddenly he started to smile a lot, he often made jokes and slowly he got closer to his family.
And another thing was that the boy began to sneak out at night to go to the forest.
The child didn't look afraid when he entered the hateful forest, he even talked to himself.
Surprisingly, I, who am a demon, could not detect anyone nearby. Even the evil that had spread in the forest wasn't aware of the boy's existence. At that time, I didn't think much of it and ignored it, after all, the father of this child would have noticed it right away.
Strangely enough, what I thought was wrong, the boy's father just kept quiet, as if he didn't know anything.
That's why I reported it to the child's mother.
She reacted and tried to catch the child when she went out, but the child didn't come out that day. Nor the next day. He just stayed in his room until she thought I had seen it wrong, but sometimes she would watch outside. She even told her husband to check if the boy was sleeping or not.
That was the day I became curious about him.
My curiosity grew the more I followed him.
'001'.
Every time the boy mentioned this number, he was convinced that the creature really existed and was helping the boy. Who is it? God? A devil? An angel? I really wanted to know!
When I was so curious about him, the woman took me away. If I hadn't been taken away and had been able to follow the boy, I might have found out what the door in the backyard was for.
2 years have passed since then, and for 5 whole months the boy didn't sneak into the forest. Just when I thought the boy was hallucinating, a feeling of disappearance suddenly came over me.
Like being caught between emptiness and fear.
And it only took a few seconds for everything to return to normal. Shocked beyond belief, I immediately tried to look at the people near the forest, for the first time he felt back in dreamland. There were their bodies blistered, there were their heads exploding and releasing confetti. After seeing them, I immediately realized my own state, transparent. I immediately remembered the boy and at that moment my intuition told me to hide behind the boy. I realized at that moment that I was the only one who seemed to disappear.
At the last second, as I was about to disappear, I arrived at the boy's room, he was standing there staring at the window, a look that was only directed at the forest. Why is he the only one who looks okay?
The boy held his head and the book on the bed kept turning from page to page. After that, the book stopped right on the middle page with a key on it. A door appeared where the window used to be.
Without realizing it, everything went back to normal. Everything he saw seemed to be a lie. The people who should have died in some strange way were still breathing, forgetting everything that had happened. The woman and her husband came back with a beautiful boy. Even the woman and her husband didn't seem to have suffered any effects.
"Why did you come back so early?" I asked the woman. The woman frowned, "Huh? We were circling the forest to find a way out, but since we couldn't get past the barrier, we decided to just go home. Eri must be lonely to be left alone."
"...Just in time, your son fainted."
"! Why are you telling me this now?!"
At that moment, all my attention went to that boy. That's why I often stared at the window. And I got the result of following him all the time.
That night I heard the sound of a child crying, which made me curious and I tried to get closer to the crying sound. I didn't think too much about it, just curious, and I would go back to the place where I watched the boy. When I went to the place where the crying sound was, I saw two children with the same face, the one who was crying was the one who was hanging on the tree, and the one who was laughing was the one who had hanging the crying child.
I had been in this forest for a while, but this was the first time I had seen them. But before I could approach them, my surroundings, which should have been surrounded by trees, turned into a river with a large tree in the middle.
And before I could grasp the situation, I returned to the original place where I had always looked at the boy.
The boy's beautiful friend was standing there staring at the forest, and his look was really quite frightening. Although I assumed that his beautiful friend was just a duck that always followed the boy.
With every step, a blossom would burst out like fireworks. The butterflies, which were just one, turned into a whole forest. It was the first time in his life that he saw something like that.
I didn't feel any mana or divine power. It felt like this power was more terrifying than the power the entire continent worshipped.
The butterflies around him exploded like small firecrackers and each butterfly exploded they would release a blue color where other butterflies would appear even more than before, While all this chaos was happening I unconsciously turned my head towards the window right where the boy's room was. The figure of a man with long black hair smiled happily while playing with the key in his hand and disappeared just as all the butterflies exploded simultaneously.
The last one was a star-shaped flower that fell slowly like a feather.
His friend turned to look at me and ignored me before disappearing into the forest.
And everything went back to the previous minute, before I heard the crying sound, I saw the boy jump from the window.
The whole performance was like a musician playing a masterpiece, and I watched it with an admiring gaze. His heart was beating just to know the person behind that boy. Who was this boy who made all those crazy people chase after him?
Who was he? Was his beautiful friend really just an ordinary boy? What about that strange butterfly?
In this way, I deliberately incited her to choose me. I promised her that I wouldn't harm him, and I promised that I would make the dream world accept this child as my new owner. That way, I could peek into his memories and possibly make the man named 001 come out.
That's why I attacked him.
The first song I played when I ambushed the boy in my dream world was a song inspired by all the events that had happened. Even though I knew that he was protected by the holy power of the gods, I didn't care. All I wanted was to make this man very angry.
God. If my God is that violin, then your God is that boy.
At the last second, when I could kill the boy, a question mark appeared in front of me.
[?]
[Really? Just because you want to know me?]
Everything went white and there was only a television in front of him. A man with long black hair crouched in front of him with red eyes that had yellow gradations that slowly curved.
[Hmm, you think we are the same, don't you?]
[So... I have a question for you.]
[Would my god turn to me if I ruined his life?]
The man's gaze was filled with an overwhelming obsession for the person he considered a god, this person was crazier than he was.
[Hahaha, you're right, you're right! There's no way he hates me, he knows very well that I'm his loyal devotee.]
[Yes, because I'm his number one loyal devotee!]
His laughter was full of madness as he walked towards the television and the last image I managed to see was the boy's beautiful friend. When I regained consciousness, my entire soul was shattered and I ended up imprisoned by the priestesses in the body of her daughter.