Apocalypse Regression's

Hard-headed Woman

"A-What ... What do you really want to do, Ark?"

When she woke up, Natasha took one step back. He looked towards the handsome young man standing in front of him.

"Why? Can't answer all those questions?"

Ark asked back with a flat expression on his face.

"..."

Natasha just stood still in front of the Ark, completely ignorant of how to answer.

Ark stretched out his hand, touching Natasha's cheek gently. Gazing right into the girl's eyes, she said softly.

"You're like a little clam, Natasha. It looks hard on the outside, but once it's open .. it's actually soft on the inside."

Ark's speech stunned Natasha, but soon regained consciousness and removed the hand of the young man who touched her.

"Don't say as if you know me, Ark! Kita—"

Not finishing her words yet, Natasha was shocked as the man hugged her waist and immediately snatched his lips. He tried to thrash, but because he couldn't.

After the two lips parted, Natasha immediately leaned against Ark's chest and said in an annoyed, angry, as well as helpless tone.

"Why are you doing this to me, Ark?"

Hearing the question, Ark simply hugged the woman while closing his eyes.

***

A twilight on the roof of a tall building on the edge of town.

"WHY DO YOU WANT TO DO THIS, FOOL?"

BRUISES!

The figure of the man wearing a black suit with two swords on the right side and two swords on the left side of his waist hit the woman's face hard to the point that the woman fell to the floor.

The woman got up while wiping the blood on her mouth and nose. She has brown skin, black hair, hazel eyes, and a pretty face. However, there seemed to be an outer feeling behind that graceful appearance.

"Since when have you cared about others, B-bitch Loner?"

The woman grinned, mocking the handsome man in front of her.

"You ..." muttered the man with an angry expression.

"No need to be mad, Archie dear." The woman grinned with a mocking expression. "Could it be that you fell in love with me so as not to want me to die and leave you alone?"

"Stop messing around, Tiger J-lang. You better come with me!"

The man tried to grab the woman's hand, but was pushed hard.

"I'm not leaving, Ark. I'm gonna stay here. We'll take care of this place."

Hearing that, Ark's body trembled in anger.

"Why are you so stubborn, Natasha?! You know what happens if you get left behind!

It was not hundreds or thousands of monsters! You must be dead!

Do you still want to stay?"

Hearing that, Natasha's figure turned her face away. Looking back at the Ark while looking at the red sky, the woman finally said.

"I can't go, Ark. If I leave, even if there are troops trying to hold back, they won't be able to hold on.

Migration will fail.

I know we fight a lot and are not familiar. Besides, I often get you in trouble. Yep. Besides, I hate selfish men like you. But I also thank you.

Even if our relationship is bad, you still persuade me to leave after knowing the truth."

"SO WHY SHOULD YOU? WHY NOT THEM?

ARE THEY NOT THE ONES WHO ALWAYS CALL FOR HUMAN STRUGGLE AND FREEDOM! WHY DID THEY ESCAPE FIRST?

TELL ME, NATASHA! WHY ..."

Ark's voice was choked when he saw Natasha's figure turning towards him with a gentle smile.

"If there is reincarnation, maybe I will be born thousands of years later. Maybe by then, the world had returned to peace. If given the chance, I would definitely choose a normal girl's life.

School, college, feeling love, having a family, and doing all of that rather than holding a gun and standing on the front line.

Back then—"

"Stop hypnotizing yourself with such superstitions, Fool."

"Hey, you really ruined the mood of this beautiful woman!"

Seeing the joking smile on Natasha's face, Ark sneered.

"I wonder why I'm still trying to persuade you when I find out you're so stubborn."

"Haha! You praise me."

Ignoring Natasha's figure, Ark turned to leave. But at that moment, a female voice called out to him.

"ARK!"

Hearing that, Ark looked back.

"B-ass loners like you are usually free. If there is time ...

Visit me, Okay?"

Natasha smiled brightly as she said the sentence, making Ark's hand clenched even tighter. He turned around without saying a word.

Thus, a few years passed just like that.

In the desolate land that looked gloomy and dusty, a huge sword was firmly stuck on the ground. The sword was filled with scratches and rust. From his appearance, it was clear as to what he had gone through.

In front of the sword, there was an Ark figure carrying colorful flowers and then threw it right in front of the sword.

A cigarette appeared in his hand. Sipping slowly, the man with a numb expression on the face then exhaled slowly.

Smoke rises to the top. But before it reached the sky, the smoke was annihilated by the wind.

Staring into the sky with a flat expression on his face, the man muttered.

"After all these years, I haven't found the answer yet, Natasha.

I really feel like this world is weird.

Really ... why would a cruel b-ass like me live so long?"

Saying that, Ark threw a cigarette butt and stepped on it. After which, he turned around while continuing to ask.

"In the meantime ... Why do good people like you die first?"

>> Connect.