
The battle is still going on, I descend from the barrier wall and enter the battle arena. My goal here is not to fight, but to feel the sensation of war firsthand. Because I might even bother to help them willingly.
I glanced around, as far as the eye could see there were only piles of corpses and people who were fighting each other at the risk of their lives.
“So this is called war? I do not feel anything different from this atmosphere. everything just looks monotonous and meaningless.” Gumanku's.
The screams from the people continued to echo in this war to make me feel uneasy.
Blood pooled on the ground that became a battleground. I continued walking without caring about my feet stepping on the puddle. The fishy smell of blood filled my nose making me sick of it. But I still want to see this war.
Ignoring the fishy smell and the pool of blood, I casually watched them attack each other while enjoying the thrill of this war. I had no interest in participating in this war, but seeing this scene made me feel nostalgic.
I floated in the air to see it more widely this scene for just a moment. The blood that soaked my shoes began to drip slowly. But no one will notice it. Because everyone is busy fighting.
As my vision expanded, I somehow remembered how all this could happen, and where it all began.
I started to recall the first time I met Cresh and the BlackList group. But now I don't care about that anymore. Although I didn't care, but somehow the memory kept clinging to me like a parasite that couldn't be removed. Maybe my subconscious thinks this is important. That's why I'm going to let this memory stick in me.
After reminiscing, I floated and landed on the roof of a building. On the roof of the building there was no one and contained nothing. From there I turned my gaze which had seen the war of quality to the settlement.
I canceled my invisible technique then sat down interjected while enjoying the scenery and gusts of wind. I don't care if anyone sees me, because in the near future I will reveal who I really am. When that happens, then I will realize my second goal, because my first goal to show war to the ruler has been achieved.
My reason for showing this war to the ruler was to make him realize how terrible the rule he was making was that the victor would get everything, while the loser would lose everything. Actually I don't really care about the rules, but the most valuable person to me really wants to abolish the rules even though life is at stake.
But he was already dead before he managed to achieve his goal. That's why I'm willing to bother doing this just for him. Although he would be disappointed to see me achieve that goal by using this very cruel way.
Well, it's up to him to hate me. I don't care if that happens. Because from the beginning I did this only on my own ego. So I was ready to accept the consequences.
Considering the reason I did all this somehow makes me feel like crying. All the contents of my heart that initially felt empty and felt nothing. Somehow it began to feel a warmth mixed with sadness. A feeling I haven't felt lately is starting to reappear. Like a gust of wind, that feeling filled my heart with various things.
“Ah, maybe this is what is meant by loneliness.” I nodded slowly.
When I muttered like that, I remembered someone once said. “When your goal is reached when the person most precious to you is not at your side, then you will feel what is called loneliness and remember the times when you were with him.”
I can't believe that guy's words really happened in my life.