Ember’s Gun

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Hercule raised the shotgun and aimed it at the door of the back room of the closet. There was a whimpering roar from inside, as if some monster was imprisoned. It slammed into the cage hard, and the whole closet shook as if the next second Then the monster can regain freedom.

swallowed saliva and said, Hercule was very nervous, and the chinchilla named Bolo didn’t realize the seriousness of the problem at all, but ran all over the floor, thinking that Hercule was playing some game with it.

Hercule is a vigilant person. Since the shipwreck, he has gained this weird power. The superhuman intellect has realized his danger, so he has been living behind the scenes for a long time. Everyone knows the rat king of illusory. , But no one saw the Hercule with the thread.

He is very strong, but not physically strong. Hercule is also hesitant to escape by taking advantage of the secret road now, but he is still a little worried about leaving Lorenzo in this state here.

But suddenly the crashing sound disappeared and everything fell silent.

The ghostly singing sounded in this silence that no one dared to touch. From behind the door, the voice was slightly hoarse. He sang according to the vague melody in his memory. It seemed to be singing again after a long time. He was a little strange. Talking about the ancient tune softly.

Hercule was not in the mood to listen to those at the moment. He grabbed the shotgun tightly, and immediately after the ancient singing, there was a violent shaking behind the door. The door was pushed open, and even the heavy wardrobe was slowly moved. , Revealing a dark gap under it.

The identity of a former police officer kept Hercule calm in this extreme tension. He stared at the dark gap and was ready in his heart. If a monster came out, then he would pull the trigger. It was Lorenzo who came out, so he would kick him fiercely and ask him what he was going crazy.

But the last person who came out was beyond his expectation. It was a desperate guy. He was humming a strange song, his upper body was covered with bloody scratches, and his hands were also scarlet. He looked at Hercule, and then leaned on the door frame. Sit down slowly.

This weird scene lasted for a long time, until Lorenzo finally finished humming the small tune of the deep memory.

“Sorry, I scared you.” Lorenzo said.

Hercule didn’t care about this, and slowly released the shotgun in his hand, he could feel the difference between Lorenzo at the moment.

“what happened?”

Hercule did not look like Lorenzo when he browsed the Palace of Memory. Even the cruelest and darkest memories were only a little sad in retrospect, far less madness.

“I… I have a problem with my memory.”

Lorenzo suddenly realized the problem, but he didn’t tell Hercule even further.

The memories of the past gradually became clear, and a memory that I was completely unfamiliar with appeared.

According to Lorenzo’s memories, he and 047 became Medanzo Demon Hunter people together, and they have never been separated. In the memory just now, he saw the old man, the old man named Lorenzo Medici.

They have the same name…wait…

Lorenzo suddenly stared wide-eyed, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. He shivered slowly. Unlike the craziness before, Hercule could smell that the fear permeating the air originated from Lorenzo’s fear.

Hercule’s heart suddenly became cold. What could scare Lorenzo? So deep, so depressed.

“Damn! How could I…how could I forget?”

Lorenzo was holding his head, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get the answer to this question in his mind. His savage face made Hercule clenched the shotgun again.

“No…who am I? Hercule.”

Lorenzo raised his head sharply and asked.

“Lorenzo…Lorenzo Holmes.”

Hercule replied tremblingly.

“Yes… Lorenzo Holmes, this name, this name is a wish…”

He whispered repeatedly, repeated mechanically, and when Lorenzo raised his head again, suddenly the fear in Hercule’s heart disappeared.

Hercule couldn’t feel the fear anymore. He looked at Lorenzo’s sad face, and he could only feel the same sadness. He didn’t know what was happening, he just heard Lorenzo continuously talking.

“How could I forget? I can’t remember…

Hercule, it was a wish, but I can’t remember what I promised. “

Lorenzo Medici, the old man who appeared in his memory.

They have the same name, and Lorenzo believes there must be some connection between the two, but when Lorenzo recalled why he named “Lorenzo Holmes”, he couldn’t remember it. He was horrified to find that he couldn’t remember this.

Except for the few escort actions in the impression, there is no more contact between Lorenzo and the old man.

The long-held wish of Lorenzo, the star that releases the sky of light in the dim sky, only now Lorenzo suddenly discovered that it is also illusory. Lorenzo can’t remember that wish. He doesn’t know when he forgot it. Or in other words, it never existed, everything was just his imagination.

“No…it’s not right.”

Lorenzo didn’t want to just give in, he quickly reviewed all the clues he could use.

The memory reconstruction collapsed again, and then it was constructed again, randomly pieced together into a deformed appearance.

Lorenzo found out that his life was full of loopholes at this time. The past that he existed, thinking about it carefully, were all blank. On the night of Night of Advent, his wishes were blank.

Those memories that conflict with each other against logic are like someone who carefully trimmed Lorenzo with a scalpel, removing all the suspicious and unknown parts, so this newborn Lorenzo lives in false memories like a fool.

But then Lorenzo suddenly laughed again, his voice hoarse, seemed to laugh too hard, and couldn’t help but cough.

Hercule can’t describe his emotions anymore. He feels that he is now locked up with a mental illness. It is hard to grasp his mind. Lorenzo, who was sad for a second, suddenly laughed madly, even if he was not mad, Hercule I feel like I am going crazy.

“I found it, Hercule! I found the clue!”

Lorenzo suddenly leaped over, and his blood-stained hands grabbed Hercule’s collar forcefully, joyful and sad.

“Yes… it must be so.”

Lorenzo just thought a lot for a moment, but like a hint from inside, he suddenly thought of Horner, the guy who was killed by him in [Gap]. Lorenzo got a little bit of information about him after killing him. Memory, and then he thought of another person… Medanzo, or 047.

The solitary soul, unbound ghost who lives in his [Gap].

It has been difficult for Lorenzo to judge whether the 047 in [Gap] is real or another personality that he splits, but he has a weird guess at this moment.

He wanted to confirm that conjecture.

“What clue.”

Hercule asked.

“You said, does one person’s memory appear in another person’s memory?”

Lorenzo asked suddenly.

Hercule became nervous, while Lorenzo continued to think.

According to Lorenzo’s self-confident past, his secret blood implantation was carried out with the rest of the Demon Hunter people. At that time, the so-called Medici old cardinal had been reclusive and had not appeared in the eyes of the world for a long time, so how could he be possible? What about the ceremony inside implanted with secret blood?

Or that the old man had secretly implanted secret blood himself, and the memory of the implanter was stitched into his own memory. Then, who was the implanted?

042 or 047, or neither.

There was a dislocation of his own memory. Lorenzo could no longer tell whether it was his own memory or 047’s memory, but he finally had some direction to investigate.

He laughed strangely again, Hercule was used to this, and he didn’t have much reaction this time.

“Hercule, the memory palace is not completely abstract and disorderly, it is still based on our certain reality, right?”

Hercule didn’t know how Lorenzo brought the subject to this again.

“For example?” he asked.

“For example, the palace is a place we know well, for example, to open a memory, I still have to twist the handle and open the door!”

Lorenzo is feeling out of control.

“These all are based on our common sense of reality, right! Obviously that is a spiritual world, we still have to make the action of’open the door’ based on our subconscious common sense.”

Lorenzo recalled the infinitely extending spiral staircase, which went all the way down to the inside of the abyss.

“If you say that…it is true.”

Hercule has never noticed this, but from this point, it can be seen that Lorenzo is not crazy yet, this guy still has the ability to think.

“Yes… I found you.”

Lorenzo muttered to himself, and sat back.

A weird smile appeared on his bloodied face, then he touched his arms again.

The shirt had been torn into a ball of rags by him, and he simply took it off, and then found an iron box in the ball.

That was Lorenzo’s cigarette case. The last one was pierced by Lawrence in the battle with Lawrence, but I also thank that cigarette case, otherwise Lorenzo himself would be pierced.

He directly kissed the surface of the iron box hard, then opened it, and a few cigarettes were lying in it.

“Would you like one?”

Lorenzo said, picking up a cigarette, and threw another to Hercule.

“This… Parsnip.”

Hercule was about to ask Lorenzo why he was in the mood to smoke, but he immediately smelled the special smell. Although it was very weak, it could not escape Hercule’s perception.

“You still want to enter the memory palace?”

Hercule knew what Lorenzo was going to do, and asked worriedly.

“Of course, we must take advantage of the victory and pursue it.”

Lorenzo said, but there is no enemy here… No, that enemy is himself, that memory hidden in the dark.

“You won’t be crazy again.”

“Maybe…” Lorenzo lit his cigarette and took a hard sip, his eyes blurred.

“Hercule, don’t use Parsnip anymore,” he said.

“This thing… can communicate with darkness.”

Hercule startled, then asked.

“Knowledge from Order?”

“Yes, this thing can cause hallucinations, but it is different from hallucinogen. The so-called hallucinations are more like a distorted reality that humans cannot see. It is precisely because humans cannot understand those things, so when humans see Sometimes, it will be considered an illusion.” Lorenzo said.

“It’s like you saw a big monster that straddles Heaven and Earth after smoking. You think it is an illusion, but… Maybe it is real, but Parsnip allows you to communicate with the darkness to see those…

Yes, Spirit Vision, they describe this phenomenon this way, the deeper your connection with the darkness, the more hell you will see. “

Lorenzo took another hard, vomiting mist.

“Maybe, our encounter was also haunting darkness.”

Hercule obviously didn’t understand, but Lorenzo continued.

“These things, these things related to darkness, they are all magical, like a huge whirlpool, the more you understand, the deeper you go, until everyone is drawn into the center of that whirlpool and drowned.”

The smoke was more than half burned, and Lorenzo felt his eyelids heavy, as if he would fall asleep in the next second, Hercule looked at him and couldn’t help asking.

“Is it worth it?”

He didn’t understand that Lorenzo was really a weird guy. Hercule had never seen such a human being. He didn’t pray for wealth and power. What he chased so frantically was all destruction. Is it worth it?

But Lorenzo did not answer him. He closed his eyes, and his consciousness fell between sleep and waking. When he opened his eyes again, the magnificent palace appeared in front of him again.

“Yes, it is based on my subconscious common sense, like I can only walk on the ground instead of flying forward.”

He muttered in a low voice, and soon came to the spiral staircase again.

Lorenzo stood on the edge of the first rock stairs, leaning forward slightly, and then saw the countless rock stairs extending to the dark inside below.

It was like an abyss, no peeping, and not sure if there was a bottom, but after a while, Lorenzo suddenly laughed, his cold face as if he had discovered some surprise.

If Lorenzo has any unbearable memories, then he will definitely hide it in the deepest part of the unknown, the deeper the better, until the light can’t even come in.

Lorenzo was a little skeptical at first, but now it doesn’t matter.

“The stairs are so long…”

He said lightly, looked at the abyss again, and said to himself.

“I won’t fall to death… Will my consciousness be thrown to death?”

Lorenzo asked back, and then opened his hands, without the slightest hesitation, letting his body lean out of balance, and then fell into the abyss inside.