Divine Protection: The Pride System

Divine Protection: The Pride System
Episode 17: Suffering and Suffering



—When he wakes up all he gets is...


... Suffering, all he saw was suffering. All he felt was suffering.


All suffering, suffering and suffering.


Pain, sadness, loss, anger, and all kinds of suffering were on him.


The agony grew bigger and bound the little girl's body, they burned her and laughed at her.


Everything is like a rope that is tied continuously and makes a thick rope full of suffering.


They were wrapped up, and tied up. His bond grew sharper and ensnared the little girl's body.


Everything is crazy, everything is absurd, everything is just pain.


... His throat was raspy and burning.


His entire body was in pain as if he was currently being snared by a thorny rope.


Why should he? Why should he suffer this suffering? All ruthless.


They left themselves alone in suffering, even though he was currently suffering.


Then why didn't anyone help him? He hates, he's sick, he screams...


But no one cared about it, all of them had left themselves swallowed by the burning flames.


Is that anger? Is that sadness? No, everything's wrong. It is the fire of suffering.


He suffered, he asked for help, he was on fire, but everything had left him. So how will he be helped?


Of course, there is no help. This was true despair, it was better to just give up.


Cowering, crying, screaming, everything is useless. Now he's alone.


Very silly, everything felt so ridiculous, he wanted to laugh and run towards death.


Laugh and receive death—


“You are here it turns out.”


—Hot air crept on her cheeks, the girl fell and was in pain.


What the hell is going on?... To find out the answer to that question, he opened his eyes.


But, he was not left alone. Again, hot air crept across his cheek and made him fall in pain.


It hurt so much, she wanted to cry, but why didn't tears come out of her eyes.


Is everything over? Who finished him off?...


He didn't know, he wanted to scream. But he's not allowed.


After that, his legs were raised, his body raised, all his body raised, his throat was hot and it was hard to breathe.


His mouth was open and looking for oxygen to breathe, but he still could not.


He tried to fight back, but his throat was tied by something so he could not fight back.


No, why is he fighting? Not that this is really good.


If his neck is tied constantly then he will die, he will be free from his suffering.


So why would he fight, just let him be tied to death.


... What a poor little girl.


“Hey, Meily-chan. Do you want to kill yourself?”


A man asked, the girl called Meily looked at a young man with white hair.


It was probably the young man who tied him up. No, I don't think so, he choked the girl's throat firmly and lifted her up.


Everything felt pain, tightness, and heat as if he was stabbed by a burning iron.


But, who cares about that? He could die, he wouldn't suffer anymore.


His gaze grew increasingly blurred, he could not clearly see the man in front of him.


There was only one thing he knew, right now he would be happy with his death.


That young man was going to kill him, he had to thank him later.


“Very dear Meily-chan, I will not kill you.”


He couldn't hear well, he couldn't breathe well.


What did the young man say?


Everything was very sad for the girl, she was too pitiful.


But, but, but, there was one thing he knew. If he was still alive, he was sure that he would fall in love with the kind young man who wanted to kill him.


But—


“Yes, I think it will take a little while to mentally fix him so he doesn't kill himself.”


—The young man dropped it like a useless piece of junk.


The girl groaned in pain, she was in pain, but other than that, she felt relieved to be able to breathe.


No, why should he feel relieved? It's not that he wants death.


What did he have to do to get her dead? What did he have to do right now in order to obtain death?


The question kept swirling around in the girl's mind. He wants to die, he wants to die, he has to die.


Only death can take away his suffering.


What if he ate the ground until he blew up his stomach, he was sure with that he could die.


Then wait what else, he must die—


“I told you, don't kill yourself.”


—A kick came to the belly of the girl, she was thrown and fell.


His stomach hurt, but it didn't hurt much anymore. Wh why? Why isn't he in pain anymore?


What is this god's mercy to make him obtain death without pain?


Question, he wants the question answered. But, just who did he have to ask in order to get an answer?


“Kurasa, everything is free.”


Sure, there certainly is. It was not that he was with the young man at the moment. He just needs to ask her.


He just needed to move his lips and string together the words he wanted.


But, what is it? What words are right for now? What does he want to say?


The girl was stupid, so she didn't know what to do. His mind was empty and the emptiness was only filled with his suffering.


He had to ask, he had to ask, he wanted to ask and someone answered his question.


Everything just moves your lips, it's so easy, isn't it?


He had to move his teeth, tongue, jaw, and mouth to ask something.


Wait, hold on a second. He just wanted to die, so why did he ask?


What does he really want? Of course, there is death. He wants death.


Therefore, he had to move his mouth and bite his tongue.


Maybe he'll die, or maybe he'll still be alive? Well, no one knows if he hasn't tried yet.


The girl had to try it, she wanted to die and just die. What's that hard for?


He has already suffered, suffered, and suffered, so please let him die.


Only death can take away his suffering, if he dies he will be happy.


Let's cheer for the poor girl who wants death for happiness.


After that—


“Meily-chan, no need to fear. I'm with you, so I won't let you die.”


—Soft voice enters the girl's ear, she's shaking.


Right now he could actually hear her voice, a soft voice like an angel.


... She wanted to cry, but she couldn't.


The voice said that he would not let the girl die. Could he be a demon?


Who cares? The girl really liked her voice.


His mind became empty and filled with tenderness, the thorns that pierced his body in turn into a soft mattress.


He wanted to sleep, what if he slept his suffering would disappear?


“Well, sleep for now.”


That soft voice once again entered his mind. It felt as if his chest was currently beating very fast.


Whatisit? Whatisthis? Everything is really very comfortable.


He wanted to sleep, the drowsiness had already attacked him with full tenderness.


He wants to sleep, he wants to sleep forever.


He had to sleep, he had to sleep because he was already so exhausted.


This was different to him as he looked for death, he did not have to bother figuring out how to sleep.


He only needed to close his eyes, relax his body and mind, then he could fall asleep soundly.


“Good, sleep well. Happy beautiful dreams, Meily-chan.”


The girl's eyes began to slowly close, her body began to sway in search of a place to rest.


The soft voice that was like a sleep song made him even more sleepy.


Everything is very quiet, everything is very peaceful. No suffering, no screaming, no crying.


He really longed for this kind of peace, and that peace was given by the white-haired young man.


Truly a gentle-hearted person, she was completely in love with him.


Let us pray that when he falls asleep, he will dream about the young man.


“... Congratulations...night...”.


The girl's lips moved and let out simple words.


However, it made the young man's eyebrows slightly rise.


—After that, Meily closed her eyes and once again fell asleep very soundly.


She fell asleep with a smile of happiness, she must have gotten what she wanted.


“... And all of that is thanks to me. Maybe you should praise my plan, Pride-chan.”


The young man smiled happily and laughed happily.


[Well, it sucks a little bit because the 'Fall in Love' plan I made was changed a little bit.]


Then, a voice that came out of nowhere or rather it was the voice that was in the young man's head, >Night Rogant<.


“Everything went according to my plan, so it's okay. I don't really like your plans either, Pride-chan.”


[Hmph! You stupid master!]


Rogant just laughed at the sound of the Pride System that looked like a girl who was lashing out.


The long night still continued with a sinister sound of laughter.


Maybe their conversation is very difficult to understand, but if in a short time this will be...


—Devil plan has just been completed very smoothly—