"sorry..."
While darkness has spread its claws everywhere, At this moment, in this special place, one can witness a rare image of the song of emotions such as sadness and regret along with a shocking mystery.
In this place, in addition to the presence of darkness,
There is also the sound of cold breaths that can be heard from the wind hitting the trees.
This sound, when followed by the eerie silence that reigns around the graves and tombstones that can be seen everywhere, creates a mysterious, calm and at the same time terrifying atmosphere.
In this eerie space in the middle of seemingly endless graves and tombs,
We see a relatively simple but clean stone slab, where a middle-aged woman with a pale and disheveled face, wearing a simple black dress and covered in dust, sits on her knees in front of the stone and sobs in a muffled voice , And she whispers words under her breath:
»So... I'm sorry...
Sorry because you had a mother like me...
If... If I wasn't your mother...
If only I wasn't your mother, definitely...
Why didn't I understand... Why...
Why! why!! why!!! Why!!!! ...
...
»
Whoosh
A cold wind started blowing
"Ahhhhhh!!... My dear little knight... Don't worry, sleep peacefully, Mom takes care of everything... Everything is mom's fault...
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are...
»
In this sad atmosphere, besides the senses of mourning and regret, there is also a strange atmosphere, Understanding this space is easier for people who are connected with death magic.
To explain it better, it can be explained by giving an example of one of these people who is nearby.
An old man with old, pink clothes full of wrinkles with ugly black spots emitting an aura of rejection of life, He looks at the scene from a distance... He sighs a little and walks away...
The old man's reason for leaving is not his heartlessness, Well, it's a little bit old and hard-hearted too, but just Only in this case, there is really nothing he can do.
Anyway, the presence of this soul is just a miracle of steel will.
No matter how obsessed or oppressed a soul is Without the talent and energy of death, it is impossible to survive in the world, or a special means, If the world was based on justice, would even the soul need to be...
But how much pain this soul has that despite the absence of each of them, in addition to being present, it has been able to fill the space with feelings of sadness, longing, regret and full of apologies.
«Oh, look at the darkness in the sky, I mean, what time is it? My little knight must be back by now, I haven't prepared anything to eat yet, I have to be quick.»
...
The source of the mysterious space tried with all his might in an effort to induce his feeling, even his eyes began to flash with a red light during this effort, in the form of a raging sea of blood, but for ordinary people, it's just a tremor, that's right, it's terrifying, and a tremor inside. It creates instead of outside, but only that...
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«Ha ha ha ha ha... calm down, baby someone hears us...»
"Let them hear, let the whole world know that you are mine"
«Heeeeeeee...»
Booooom!!!
"What was that!!..."
«So that the whole world, humph...
Ah!, ummmmm, that was the sound of the door, it must be my dad!! Come on, now is the right time to prove our love to him.»
"Ah... where... oh no, what... this, quickly, quickly tell me where to hide"
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«Didn't you say that you want the whole world to understand our love?»
"Ah...Oh, that's not it. You know, I'm worried about my father's age...
Stop talking, Step aside so I can find a place to hide."
«Hmph, don't be afraid, it's a neighbor»
''...''
“Cough, ha ha ha… I said I was worried about your father's age, The old man should not be suddenly shocked, You wait for my work to be done, everything will be fine, All the neighborhood, not the whole world..."
«Humph»
"Um, well, ummmmm, right! Cough, where has this old woman gone at this time of night?
«His son's grave, His son was an unlucky star, that everyone was running away from him, he even committed suicide recently...
Humph, it was clear from the beginning that he is the embodiment of a devil, even the priest said that by committing suicide, he will never return to the embrace of light and will burn forever.»
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"Little knight...
Where are you my brave little knight? ... »
"I'm sorry, mom had work today, she didn't get to prepare the food sooner, now she'll make up for it with whatever food you want..."
"What do you want to eat, my dear?"
"My dear..."
"My knight..."
...
In a small room with rotten and pale walls, at this hour of the day when the darkness is at its most active hours, the room is illuminated only by the light of the moon that shines through some remaining parts of the window glass that still has its original transparency. It is maintained.
A middle-aged woman with a face full of weakness and a smile that symbolizes a set of emotions that are the exact opposite of happiness speaks in an empty and silent room in a tone that indicates a begging for an answer:
«Is... is the dearest knight in the world asleep?" ... can mom please... Can she request that his loved one return to his mother from the land of dreams?... dear...»
The middle-aged woman walked through the wooden and old corridor without light with trembling steps, so that each step has the pressure of tens of thousands of tons.
When the middle-aged woman reached the room at the end of the corridor, she suddenly became dry and stared blankly at the letter on the table next to the old wooden bed, which has been wet and dried from the shape of the paper.
After some time, he couldn't hold back his anger and collapsed there, sobbing and gasping for breath.
«I'm sorry for being a wasteful mother...»
»Even now that the little knight has become like this, mother is still weak and useless...»
Mom wanted to tear the mouth of that smelly priest, But the knight's body, piece by piece, had emptied all of mom's being... »
Mommy doesn't have her little knight to protect anymore... »
Ahhhh... how can they be so cruel, why why! "My sweetie suffered all his life and now they say he can't even sleep peacefully...»
Why is fate so cruel, why !!Sweetie!?... I prayed over and over in the church that if my little knight is to be punished, punish me instead of the little knight.. »
Ah, Goddess of Light, Lord of Order, please let Sweety rest in peace... It's all my fault, I wasn't a good mother, I didn't deserve Sweety, please let him at least sleep in peace...»
«Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid... Why were you only thinking about work and stupid lessons... My sweetie, her little body that I wouldn't let someone pick up so that she wouldn't be pressured and upset... Now what, my little knight's body, sweetie, sweetie, sweetie...»
...
All the strength of the middle-aged woman was exhausted and her weak body spread on the ground and her consciousness slowly disappeared before the last sob...
The source of the mysterious space suddenly became extremely restless due to helplessness and grief, it was constantly shaking and moving from place to place, if someone with the power of death is near, it will notice his eyes, which are bursting with light the color of a volcano from blood...
The source of space wandered restlessly in the room for some time without result, his mind was losing more and more, in the last effort of his remaining mind he issued the command to seek help...
He wandered around for a while, but as his consciousness worsened, he could only instinctively pull himself back to his body, wandering for a while until he felt a sense of warmth returning his consciousness and ability to think from a boy running past him. Attracted
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Ethan's eyes turned black again and his mind came out of the sunken state. Ethan began rubbing his temples with his hands to process the information he had just received, secretly wiping tears from the corners of his eyes.
Hmmmmmmm, this must be about that golden text that popped into my head right, I wish the poor souls could at least rest in peace, Justice and other things...
Anyway, I have to face the situation now, Etan turned to the soul and said:
"What do you want, boy, do you understand me, hello, Bonjour, Kon'nichiwa,
"Nǐ hǎo, hallo..."
[hel...hel l...]
"Hell!?... Haha!! Cough, boy, I suggest you to be polite, I am now two completely different people from me a while ago, I am no longer afraid of the soul..."
[Ple...helllll...helllll...pppp...me...]
"Pl e and hel, oh! Help, help!! ... your mother!!! ... excuse me ... wait for two minutes, I'll get something, and then show me the way to your house...
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In the house of the spirit that asked Etan for help, Ethan gently shook the weak middle-aged woman and hit her face a few times to bring her back to consciousness.
The soul moved around with worry, And occasionally it created a wind...
The middle-aged woman seemed slightly shaken. Ethan held a glass in front of her mouth and tried to persuade her to drink its contents And at the same time he thought:
She has not eaten for a long time, and just cried, Due to this issue, people with these symptoms usually suffer from hypoglycemia...
They should drink a glass of sugar water and if they do not get better, they should be taken to the hospital..
Fortunately, this woman can wake up and drink medicine, otherwise I don't think there is a head here, but there is healing magic, I don't know if it works for such things, of course, it is very expensive...
And...
This lady or I do not have the ability to call a healer...
The middle-aged woman slowly opened her now completely red and puffy eyes and looked at Ethan in confusion.
Ethan: "Cough, I'm a mage with the death attribute, I saw your son's ghost, he looked so pathetic, that's why I listened to his story...
And it seems that he has something to say, that's why I brought him here.
The woman's eyes showed a trace of confusion when she saw Ethan
And then she looked at Ethan with a hint of fear as she heard the death spell and then with burning anger.
Ethan's body trembled with the feeling of burning anger from the woman, he was confused at first, and then his eyes lit up with the thought of something, and before being consumed by the woman's eyes, he said:
"I hope there's no misunderstanding, I'm not a necromancer, just a wizard with the attribute of death"
The puffy eyes of the woman softened a little and then she looked at Ethan with anticipation, worry and guilt, her lips were moving, but only intelligible sounds came out without being able to pronounce a single word.
Ethan's eyes started to shine golden and his look to his side, which was completely empty, but his eyes did not seem to see the wall in front as it should, but something else.
After some time, a face with a golden color began to form, gradually the hands and feet and the final shape of the face were formed. It was semi-transparent in some places, and with a golden color, it had a mysterious look, but the middle-aged woman recognized the face, went towards him and tried to grab his body, but there was no body. She continued to try for a while until their eyes met.
...
They both started crying.
Ethan felt uncomfortable, he couldn't bear this atmosphere full of sadness, he left the room under the pretext of giving two people a private space while still maintaining his connection with the soul.
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In front of the house of the middle-aged woman
The door opened slowly and the weak face of the middle-aged woman appearedEthan, who already lost his connection with the soul, was just waiting for the words of the middle-aged woman.
The woman turned to Ethan and said in a weak and hoarse voice:
"Thanks, I don't know how to repay you, I don't have any money, but if you ever need someone to do the dishes, clean, or anything, just let me know."
Ethan wanted to say words of rejection, but looking into the woman's eyes, he didn't say anything, he just clenched his teeth.
After a while, the middle-aged woman turned back to go home.
Her back looked so lonely as she stretched her frail body forward...
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In a sequence of a Korean TV series, a teacher asked his students: Research has been done on the most beautiful word in the English language, what do you think that word is?
The students answered:
love?...
Rainbow?...
Basketball?...
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The teacher answered the question himself:
The most beautiful word in the English language is mother