"I said I was..."

"Impossible! At this point, there is no one to save you. You can't be the general director! Such a battle is meaningless! ... If you can end this battle, I will do whatever you want me to do I just beg you...don't let me kill you...stop it! please...don't kill each other again! don't let me...don't let me kill mine friend!!"

The girl doesn't want to kill, and she doesn't want anyone to die.

She acted before, but there was no other option to choose, but now she really didn't want this wrong cycle to continue, the unbearable grief made tears roll down her face, and she couldn't help making the plea with heart-piercing pain.

"...You are really stupid, obviously I am a hopeless liar, a scum, and a bloody executioner, but because of those hesitation, you once again fantasized about me."

"I know! So you have to apologize to them desperately! Kneel down and cry to the Sisters (sisters) and everyone in front of the grave to apologize! Beg them to forgive! Take care of their family members to atone for their sins. If this is the case....even you must Can....."

"No...it's impossible for a person like me to go back."

Luo Mo looked away, with a bit of self-mockery, showing a wry smile.

"...Why?! Why are you..." The girl's voice was trembling.

"Continuing to live with this body is painful in itself, and I don't have the slightest bit of guilt. You should kill me now."

"Your wish...a world where no one gets hurt—is all of that a lie!?"

"...Did Shokuhou tell you all those stupid things?" Luo Mo looked up at the sky, showing a nostalgic expression, with boredom, sadness, and a little remorse, and muttered to himself: " Yes, once I did have such a dream, it was when I was a child..."

"That.....!"

"Forget it, it's really boring... I really lost to you."

"Huh? You..."

"The promised big gift package... Well, I'll give it to a naive child like you—the ending of a fairy tale."

"...the end of a fairy tale?"

Misaka Mikoto didn't understand what these words meant, but saw Luo Mo put on his usual gentle smile and slowly raised his hand.

The torrent of light gathered in his palm.

"At the end of a fairy tale or a story, isn't everyone defeating the enemy and returning home with a smile on their face? So, let's end by sacrificing me, the bad guy."

"You still have the strength..."

"In fairy tales, don't people often sacrifice important things in exchange for power? So now...if I sacrifice my power and memory, I can get real, godly power— —and the power of the gods revives even the dead."

Luo Mo seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, and his dark eyes that seemed to see through everything narrowed gently, and while answering her, he clenched his eyes tightly without waiting for her to recover from the words that were too beyond imagination. The light in the palm of his hand illuminates the world with a strange light.

The next moment, the silently diffused light stopped spreading and merged into the crowd below. The girl felt an unprecedented warmth, as if her whole body was soaked in a hot spring, her whole body was nourished.

The pain in the body quickly disappeared, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the people who died nearby followed suit, regaining consciousness one after another.

So far, Luo Mo's plan to change has been successfully completed, and he has once again washed himself clean at the speed of light.

twenty

No one thought that they could survive the battle with Luo Mo.

Especially the people who have seen the black wing, they even appeared, even if they pull the whole world, it is impossible to defeat each other.

Even wanting to fight him head-on is crazy...at least they think so.

That kind of unreasonable strength is too much compared to the big devil in the comics. It is simply the "God of Mechanics" that forced the story to come to an end.

To put it simply, in medieval drama, it is endowed with the power to mediate all disputes and disputes, which is the so-called "mechanical god descending" phenomenon, which forces the existence of ending the story.

No matter how they struggle, it is impossible to change, and the struggle itself can be regarded as self-inflicted humiliation. However... what they themselves cannot understand is that they have won.

There were no dead or wounded, and everyone managed to survive this almost impossible battle, which really made them lack a sense of reality.

Especially those who have died once, wonder if the other party is also dead, and everyone happily becomes a ghost together.

Only Misaka Mikoto noticed that not only the resurrection of the dead, but even... all traces of the battle were erased.

The house returned to its original position, and the damaged buildings and the ground returned to their original appearance.

Time seemed to flow back to before the battle took place, and everything was like a miracle that could not be replicated.

No, this is a real miracle at all.

Because this is not the scope that can be explained by superpowers, it even makes people doubt whether the real absolute ability can achieve this level.

After all, lv6 is "understanding the will of God with a body that is not a god", not reaching the realm of gods. There is a huge gap between the two, and humans cannot be equal to gods.

According to religion, one should be at the same level as an angel (not Aiwass), to listen to and comprehend the will of God, not to obtain the power of God with a human body.

However.... Luo Mo did pay a huge sacrifice, a miracle born with the sacrifice.

In the place where Luo Mo was originally, Luo Mo's figure disappeared, replaced by a young boy without any expression, who was staring blankly at the distant street in a daze.

The remaining energy in his body was almost consumed, and Luo Mo became like a child again.

Of course, he only needs to recover the energy from the essence again, and he can recover, but... since everyone has already said that he is a liar, he can't be blamed if he is still cheated in this situation, right?

And wouldn't it be nice to play as a child once in a while! ?

Just when he was suppressing his excitement, feeling that his guidance was not in vain, and after thinking of a little way, he could become bigger and smaller for fun, and when he pretended to be a wooden figure with a suppressed smile, Misaka Mikoto came over and squatted In front of him, cautiously tentatively said:

"You...could it be..."

"Sister, do you know who I am?"

The toddler with a blank expression just raised his head and stared blankly back and forth.

"..."

The unfortunate premonition hit, and the last fluke was shattered.

Her mind went blank for a moment, and she almost didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Now that her emotions are catching up with the status quo, she is aware of the sense of loss in her heart, which is gradually swallowing up everything, and even arouses a heavy sense of guilt, which is so strong that she almost crushes herself.

.........................

Although she had hated this person terribly before, but now... she inexplicably affirmed that the despair Luo Mo had mentioned before might be something he had personally experienced.

This made her unbearable for some reason, and the young child in front of her had an empty expression.

At the same time, she also understood... Maybe Luo Mo participated in this battle because of some difficulties, just as she guessed, but he didn't admit it.

Otherwise, he didn't need to fight like that, because they had no chance of winning from the beginning.

Why fight them when everything can be ended in a split second?Why did it fail in the end?

If you think about the whole process, you can find many unnatural places, so there can only be one answer - he is not serious about fighting at all.

As for why this happened, or why it happened, and why she lost her strength and memory and turned into a child, she has no way of knowing the answer now.

Not knowing what attitude to take towards this young child, Misaka Mikoto took a breath due to the complicated mood, and suppressed the emotion welling up in her chest, then stretched out her hand to him again, and showed a gentle smile :

"My sister is your friend."

"friend....?"

"This... a slightly complicated friendship?" Meiqin scratched her cheek, but looked away unnaturally.

"...Sister is my ex-girlfriend?"

"........Ugh??"

Has this kid really lost his memory?The smile on Mikoto's face froze.

But she also knows that memory and knowledge are stored in different places in the head, and amnesia does not mean that knowledge is lost.

Luo Mo also took advantage of this loophole, innocently dazed, and asked nonsense: "Isn't it?"

"No, no! Of course not! It's just that the relationship is a bit complicated! But it's not that complicated!" Mikoto, whose cheeks were flushed uncontrollably, quickly waved her hands to deny this strange guess.

"That's right...so who am I? Why am I here? Wearing such a big suit? Am I... hurt? Why?"

Luo Mo just stared blankly at the big clothes on his body with a blank expression, and also found the injuries on his body that had not recovered with everyone because of his different physique.

He obviously forgot everything, including himself, which made Miqin's mood even more complicated.

At this time, Luo Mo "accidentally" pulled out a piece of paper from his overly wide pocket.

It was impressively written on it, the words he left for himself.

[Children will not understand the hard work of adults.

I used to be the same way, until I became an adult, I finally understood.

The future that was depicted when I was a child did not appear as a matter of course, and the reality gradually deviated from the established track.

All I can do now is to focus on my own path, not to be attached to another path, nor to long for the distant future.

If living without self-consciousness is called happiness, then I would rather choose pain.

Concentrate on prayer and devotion. If everyone wants to curse themselves for doing something wrong, at least they can't betray themselves.

I have been sorry to many people in my life, but... I have no chance to redeem my sins...]

On the inexplicable letter that resembled a suicide note, it was his last words to himself.

The content is somewhat vague and unpredictable, but there is an inexplicable sense of sadness, which makes Misaka Mikoto think that his actions must have a deeper meaning, and it is definitely not to pass the time or anything else.

If it is for making money, that is completely impossible. How can such a power want money but not get it.

"Huh?" Luo Mo looked at the "suicide note" that he wrote with shame in advance, not for himself, but for Misaka Mikoto, and now he tilted his head slightly as if confused.

"Did you hide it...why didn't you want to say it until the end..."

Misaka Mikoto wasn't asking him, but simply couldn't help pressing her hands on the shoulders of the young boy in front of her.

Although I once hated him and regarded him as a nightmare that kept me awake at night, but now this hatred can't be maintained, and I can't forget his last tenderness, even because of the "suicide note", a surge of pain surged in my chest With the urge to cry, the pupils staring at him gradually became moist.

She found that until the end, she still didn't understand this person at all, didn't understand how he saw herself in his heart, didn't understand this person's past, and what kind of life he had experienced.

"What's wrong with my sister? Does it hurt anywhere?"

"...You still have a wound, doesn't it hurt?"

"I don't know, maybe I'm used to it? I don't know, but... sister looks very sad?"

"No....I don't hurt anywhere." The girl swallowed all her feelings while exhaling, while trying to smile softly, hugged him gently and whispered in his ear: "It's okay, It's all right...all...it's over."

"... Are you really okay?" Luo Mo hugged her back cautiously in a ignorant manner, and asked with great concern: "Did sister encounter any sad things?"

"If only you were this gentle from the start..."

"I used to...was I a bad person?"

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