Love Letter From The Future

7. Jealousy is my strength (54)

Countless sections of dreams were floating.

Every time I took a step, unfamiliar memories blocked my path. There were scenes that were wet with tears like pillowcases in puberty, and there were scenes that were dry and rough like desert sand.

Most of them were nightmares.

Blood, blades, and death.

It was rare for me to remember that even one of the three did not exist. I wandered among them in a hazy mind, thinking with a brain that had no blood circulating.

Perhaps it is because only the impressive sights remain.

Rarely has an experience left such deep scars on the unconscious as war. Right now, I wouldn’t be an exception.

Is my unconscious space like this?

Guilford, Mitram, Leoric, Yuren… … .

How long do you want to move your steps while reciting the names that come to mind one by one?

Suddenly, there was a scene that filled my vision.

It was the back of a crying man.

The body of the woman in his arms was cold. The pale blue skin, lips that could no longer exhale damp breath, and the raindrops falling from the sky soaked the half-destroyed forest.

The man must have been crying for a long time.

Because it took that much time for the warmth of the corpse to cool down.

After staring at it for a moment, I tried to take another step.

Because all the memories so far passed by like that.

But there was one voice that held me back.

“Baby, it’s time to go back.”

A voice full of fatigue.

My gaze was far away, so I turned to the back. There was a solitary glimmer of gloomy golden light.

It was a man.

He was sitting on top of a rock. The sword stuck in the ground supported the man’s body like a staff.

My pupil took turns scanning the two men.

The man who was crying in front of me, and the man whose tear glands had dried up.

My lips, which had been silent for a long time, licked.

“… … But, did you even know how to shed tears at that time?”

“Because I was still young.”

The man said that and slowly got up.

Even the sound of footsteps reverberating through the streets was desolate. The man passed me and stood tall like a nail in the ground.

The scenery of the past passed over the golden retina.

The dead sister, the dead teacher, and the self who was weeping in front of them for the last time.

“All the tragedies felt like the world’s farce. It was like that every time I lost precious people one by one.”

“Isn’t it like that now?”

“It was a time when tragedies were commonplace.”

It was a heavy statement.

I saw a certain clue in that one word. The reason why the man dares to come to the past and struggles to protect a place that is not his own.

“It’s not just me. Everyone did… It’s funny how much you lose a family member or a lover. A village disappeared, or there were many soldiers who limped and held their spears with their limbs lost. And those who have been better off dead.”

It was a tone that did not even contain a sigh, but on the contrary, that calm tone doubled the truth of the testimony.

There were also memories left in my brain.

The orphans who became the material for flesh seeds, and the elves who gave their souls to evil spirits.

They were living a life more painful than death.

Even that would have been only a small part of it.

Only the Dark Church knew what the Dark Church was doing on the continent.

Except for the man standing in front of me.

“… … If you don’t keep it, the future will surely come.”

The man’s golden eyes turned to me again.

My image, immersed in light water, was reflected on the transparent retina like an icy lake.

“So don’t do anything stupid in the future. It means taking care of your comfort first… The five elements of the vampire are out of balance in time and space. If the barrier collapses, the whole area… … .”

“… … Who is Elsie?”

Then, at the face that flashed in my mind, I immediately put a half question in my mouth.

Instead of answering, the man chose to keep his mouth shut.

“What happened to the Archwitch? The whole area is collapsing!”

“You don’t have to care.”

It was a cold, indifferent answer.

I felt absurd at the words, but soon fell into a strange feeling.

I don’t know about the Archwitch, but Elsie-senpai was my colleague. Even if the body was occupied by a future personality, the same was true.

Because there was no way Elsie-senpai would return to her dead body.

Still, the man insisted on me.

I don’t have to care.

Then, who else should be concerned about them other than me?

At least as far as I know, there was only one.

“… … Are you still worried?”

It wasn’t a mockery.

Rather, I even chose my words carefully to bring out this half-question. Hoping to be able to hear his honest feelings without hurting the man’s pride.

The man did not answer my question for a while.

He just looked at the back of the man who was silently crying.

Another question leaked out of my mouth, unable to bear the silence.

“You are my teacher.”

“Not my master. Because he is already dead.”

“You buy it.”

“that’s… … .”

The man who was about to come up with a counterargument eventually let out a deep sigh.

I had no jaw to speak.

He was in the midst of a rare, overt change of emotion. Even the appearance of running down the skin with both hands and taking a deep breath.

It was a habit I showed when I was in a mixed mood.

If you look at it that way, that man was right for me.

“… … It’s already over.”

“why?”

“If I come and meet you now, what will be different?”

It was a challenge.

When I, who was speechless for a moment, kept silent, the man continued to mutter with a sigh.

“What are you going to do now? Even if we meet again, nothing will change.”

“So you don’t like it?”

“Because it is inefficient.”

It was a knife-like assertion.

The man said again with a tone that there was no room for further discussion.

“I told you, sweetheart. There are limits to how far I can intervene at this time… But, let’s blow that precious opportunity pointlessly?”

“It doesn’t mean anything… … ”

“It has already been done.”

Second already.

There was a strange look of loneliness on the man’s face as he said that. Even so, the reason why his eyes don’t waver is because he has certain certainty.

This conjecture was soon proved.

Without turning a blind eye to a part of the crying past, the man spoke bitter words.

“I already cried a lot and regretted a lot… The past cannot be undone. The only answer is to leave no more regrets.”

There was no gap in his solid voice.

It wasn’t like turning a horse. Perhaps those words were the man’s convictions that he could not hide.

“… … You still want to turn around.”

“Overcoming that regret, I stood here. After countless tragedies… … .”

that was the last

The man drew his own conclusions, as always, and arbitrarily interrupted the conversation.

Eyes dimmed like embers turned to me.

“I’ll even do the follow-up. Again, don’t be an idiot next time. It means to value your life the most.”

Then, the man started walking again. Thinking that his back towards an unknown place looked very lonely, I looked at the memories of the man who was weeping.

A woman with impressive black hair was cradled in his arms. Upon closer inspection, the face resembled that of a vampire.

The main body of the Archwitch looks like this.

Not even hatred could be seen in the face of the man who was crying out of breath. He was so overcome with sadness that he could no longer contain even a single drop of water.

Why am I so sad?

I involuntarily reached out my hand. It was something he did without any intention.

But the moment my hand touched the weeping man’s burns.

Hook, and the sensation of opening the floor overtook me.

At the end of the sudden fall, I faced a tidal wave of countless memories. The sound of laughter, the sound of crying, and numerous figures harmonized like a waterside, bursting out colorful fireworks.

It was a familiar experience now.

I wandered in the man’s memory for some time. It was a unique and violent experience to act and feel the emotions of others in the memories of others.

It was like hitting a few months or even years at once.

how much time has passed like that

Suddenly regaining my senses, I groaned from strong dizziness. Despite my hesitant and backward steps, the man continued to step forward.

As if it would disappear somewhere like this.

So I twisted and squeezed my vocal cords even while I was unconscious.

“… … for a moment!”

The tall man’s steps stop.

I stumbled and followed after the man. After taking a few steps, I almost lost my balance and collapsed.

The man still didn’t look back at me.

Until I said a word.

“No matter how you think about it, you should meet.”

Hearing the gasping sound, the man’s gaze turned to me.

There were few emotions that could be read from those dry eyes. No, it was rare for even a fragment of emotion to be revealed like this.

Yes.

Now the man was agitated.

I didn’t miss the gap and drove the wedge.

“You sister.”

There was no wavering in those golden eyes that looked at me silently. Even so, I had no intention of avoiding that gaze.

A wind was blowing over the desolate plain.