The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

"is aaaaaaaaa!

"Haaaaaaaa!

The roaring, barking roar of both.

The two fists intersect and the faces of the two jump big.

As the blood bounces and the pain thrusts through, chaos makes your teeth swell wide.

(Ku......, can't absorb, huh)

thin and silver magic covering the surface of his body.

Unlike that of opening - the magic of a completely different 'something', completely liberated by the light of life and the liberation from the chains of talent, and by obtaining a new vessel.

If you try to absorb that magic, an alarm sounds to your skull as soon as possible.

It's like being shot with lightning. That feeling - probably, not involved, but auspicious, you know.

- Modestly, I don't know who you are.

incomprehensible its magic, when it is flowing in the body, it becomes chaotic and hesitant to absorb as before.

"Chip......, then chip!

When chaos grips his fist, he stares at Kiki Gin.

If you can't absorb it, you have to.

If you push it, you're going to fall, or you're already dying.

Then push, push, and now it's time to kill them all without a trace.

Push, push.

The opponent takes one shot, before squeezing out his fist.

Knock this one in...!

"Haa!!"

Intense blows into Gin's fist.

Shortly afterwards, a knee of chaos pierces his belly sharply, breaking into a letter of ku, his fist jumping upperly up his lowered face.

"... aah"

A scream that doesn't even speak leaks.

Blood overflows from the cleavage of his chewed teeth, and his leg, which he steps on, breaks without strength.

- I won.

Now it's time to take him down.

So convinced, the chaos that hung the nibble and the corner of his mouth - but shortly afterwards, he felt a shooting gaze and opened his eyes with dismay.

"Ha, aah!

"-"

A huge fist, far from the word "glory," etc.

The chaos that pulled it away softly gripped his fist in an aggressive fashion - and his brilliant, light-lighting eyes and gaze crossed, his body stiffened by accident.

It was reflected there - pure, thirst for victory.

To that flame, which tickled behind his glare and eyes, chaos held his fist hard and let his teeth snap hard enough to chew it up.

(... this, the eye)

Wherever you go, those eyes don't believe in defeat even dust.

The possibility of victory remains, he said.

Still, that path remains, he said.

Eyes that don't know that 'give up'.

The guy with those eyes, he can't stop being determined and mean.

There's only one way to stop that opponent.

- Stop the roots of your breath.

"- Here, death."

Moment after moment, a sharp fist pierces Gin's face.

That decisive blow greatly distorts Ginn's face, causing his skull to snap and shatter his bones.

Bhushu, and the blood bled out, as Ginn's body leaned backwards in large measure.

- Pretty much, 'light' could be lost from those eyes.

I was running in the dark.

As you let your breath out, sipping the blood seeping from the edge of your mouth, your muscles chop a thousand times, your bones crumble, and you're about to groan at the pain.

I desperately retied my mouth to a single letter and just kept running.

"Ha, ha, ha"

I don't know how much I ran anymore.

Only pain occupied the body.

The earth that runs barefoot is full of tsu, and every time you take a step, sharp pain pierces your feet.

The air is made of poison. Whenever the lungs seek air and seek to breathe, the air enters the body like a prick, burning the lungs and esophagus.

My body has countless arms snapping around it. He holds his body down desperately trying to move forward, hiatus, and does everything in his power to get in the way of moving forward.

But I can keep running because I can see the door right there.

- Soon, it's a goal.

This hell, too, that's it.

I see goals and I feel my heart shake terribly.

Still, that's it.

So he laughs and steps on the tsu, eats the poison, waves his hand away and moves forward, touches the door with his right hand and pushes it open.

- And despair.

'Oh, oh... ugh!

It was Tsu's path that was spreading there.

That, too, is more harsh than ever, climbing hills.

At his feet there were sharper, long tsu thorns stretching through his legs, not his legs, and the toxins drifting through the void made the purple color even stronger, and he could see his small, stretched right hand discoloured, pulling his arms right in.

If you threw your gaze far away, it would be smaller in the distance, and the next door would enter your sight like a grain of beans, and on the road leading up to it, you would be trekking.

... This is hell.

I'm convinced again.

This place is hell.

What is this, what is this road?

Where are you going to invite me?

'Who..., who! Who put me in a place like this?

That's what I scream, and soon I realize.

Oh, he said it was his own will to be here.

That's how I realized I couldn't go back.

I devoured my teeth greatly, and produced a silver sword in my right hand.

"... Knock it off"

Whimpering, I took a step forward.

My skin burns, my throat burns, my lungs burns.

The pain runs from leg to leg, and blood overflows.

'... back off'

Step by step, step by step, run out.

Put up a silver dagger, grab it tight.

I scream as far as my voice is concerned as I rush out.

Get out of my sight!

Every time the glamour is imminent, I wave my sword and chop it up.

I don't need it, I don't need it, I don't need anything.

So let me get a goal quickly.

Quickly, make me feel better......

Scream, run, and get to the door.

I opened the door and despaired again.

Despair, take your anger.

With passion, I ran down the road.

The door is visible.

All the time, I see it in my sight.

Yet.

Even if you open it.

Open it, open it.

Open it, open it, open it.

No matter how much you open it, all that spreads ahead is despair.

"Oh, my God, oh, my God..."

Exhale a rough breath, and you can't change - on the contrary, on that path that gradually pushes you to hell, on a far door like an unchanged bean grain.

- Pokiri, something broke.

He crooks his face about to cry and collapses off his knees on the spot.

"... why"

Why?

Why don't you finish me off.

I'm working so hard.

I'm so desperate to move on.

Why, it's not over for me.

Why, nobody looks at me. You don't know me.

Why, why...

... Why am I walking this road?

Forever, the light went out of my eyes.

Oh, let's give up now.

This path was impossible for me.

I worked so hard.

Even if no one knew, that's fine.

Good luck, if you admit it.

So let's make it easier now.

My heart felt like it was dying.

It's breaking down and getting cold.

As it gets cold, hot tears of burning skin spill out of my eyes, and my head is smeared white.

A giant tower consisting of negative emotions that were piled up deep in my heart collapses, and tears overflow and blow out as if twisting the faucet.

Come on, let's give it all up already and make it easier.

You know what?

"Be happy."

The words echoed in the back of my brain.

When I looked up small, someone with a golden brilliance stood in front of me.

'... who'

In response to that question, the golden color does not respond.

He just crouches down in front of me and squeezes my hand, gripping it with both hands.

- Oh, it's warm.

The warmth, the cozy warmth, somehow filled with more tears.

"Fine, you can give up."

To his voice, he opened his lid, which had been closed, thinly.

'My wish is to live happily ever after with you and everyone. So you can give up.'

When I heard the words, I almost said I would give up immediately.

But for some reason, my voice was stuck in the words that I was told to wear.

- If you're comfortable with that.

Can I be satisfied with this result?

In that word, I had myself to hold my fist.

Raise your gaze.

At the end of that golden, there existed a tsu road that continued in extension, and when I saw it, I dropped my gaze on my body, and somehow my grin dropped zero.

"... but I'm already..."

You can't walk anymore, can you?

Yes, the dialogue I heard somewhere strikes me in the ear.

I can't walk anymore, so what?

She laughs at me for looking at her. [M]

"All (...) parts (...) end (...) ah (...) et al. (...), let's get married"

Cheeks, a glimmer of tears.

What look do I have now? [M]

I don't know, I think you look so embarrassed that I don't know.

"I need you, even if I can't find the meaning of your life. I hate that threadbent self-sacrifice, but I'll always be next to you and I'll make you happy '

So.

I always laugh at the way she looks when she reaches out to me like that.

So, yeah. Be happy. Gin '

To that word, to that appearance.

I laughed and took that hand.

This hellish main road.

But if I don't follow this path, I'll never be happy.

So move on, and she'll pull my hand with force moves, is she an angel or a demon?

... No, I'm sure the latter. That's a really bad girl, too. I can determine you're no better than me or worse. Who the hell do I look like?

"... really, nasty woman"

'I know. It's about me.'

She laughed and looked up at me with a small smile.

'Or don't you like her like that?

For asking her that like a joke.

I rub her head off and rub it back like this. [M]

"No, I love it the most in the world"

The blow pierced Ginn's face, his body blown wide, making a noise and lying on the ground, and when he saw it, chaos gripped his fist hard.

……

Not yet, not dead.

Even if you were fainting, even if you were unconscious now.

Still, stand up unless you cut off your thoughts.

Unconsciously, but it comes up.

Walking silently in front of him, she waves her fists up to her bloody face as she horsebacks over him, falling down on her back - and shaking off.

There was a vivid sound, like punching him with a blunt instrument.

Bleeding and blood flying to the ground, the chaos glimpsing at it shakes up the other fist.

- And shake it off.

"... hey, die... ugh"

Now, cut it out.

Give it all up and make it easier.

That's what I keep saying. A relentless series of hits.

They punch hard in the face, and every time the blood plays, the unpleasant sounds -

- And my right arm stretched out to the chest of chaos.

"- Huh!?"

The chaos, which opened its eyes wide to its right arm, which grabbed its own chest up - soon afterwards leaked a groan into that pain that thrust through its left fist, which struck directly into its own face, deviating greatly from its upper body, standing up against its mid back.

Legs kicked into his stomach as soon as possible, and the chaos that stuck his breath in it lagged far behind, accidentally sitting on the ground.

"Hey, hey... hey, hey!

Wipe the blood ejected from your nose and raise your gaze.

There was the figure of Ginn, full of creation but still standing up and staring at the chaos with his eyes showing a brilliance that still did not fade, to which chaos clenched his teeth greatly.

"... yes, you were. You were the man who said that."

Killing doesn't kill you.

I beat him up a lot and get up where I'm sure of the victory.

That was a man named Gin-Crashbell.

Yes, he groaned inside, and before the rising chaos, Ginn closed his lid and inhaled heavily.

There's hardly any magic left.

I don't use moonlight eyes anymore. There is no control over the soul, and in addition, the body will not fit with the fingers of both hands where the bones are shattered and shattered.

Still, there's something I still can't give away.

"... I just have to make a promise."

That's right, squeal, and turn your gaze small to the presence behind you.

I made a deal with her, one promise.

Just for that, he walked out again.

When you live for her.

Seeking happiness, when you keep running.

I swore that I'd walk out again, then I couldn't have stepped on it in the middle of the road.

"... that's all I'm trying to do, if it wasn't for the end (happy ending) I'd be lying."

So he shrugged, and he hoisted the edge of his mouth wide.

Full of creativity, don't let go of the killer already.

But from that body, which shook its fist into chaos and laughed and showed it, there was an indiscriminate sense of intimidation.

to the swelling intimidation (pressure) that I once felt.

To the chaos that greatly distorts her face, Ginn laughs and tells her:

"- Begin execution now"