A woman shedding black tears. Ramasht (2)
It was a pitch-black space.
A place where I can’t even tell the palm of my hand when I look down.
However, even in this seemingly empty space, there was a faint singing sound.
“……sing?”
Josef, who was standing alone in the dark, made a puzzled expression at the singing voice coming from in front of him.
I don’t know where I am standing now or why I came here, but the singing voice coming from in front of me was definitely clear.
……Let’s turn, let’s turn. Let’s go around the matches.
It sounded like a song sung by children.
Josef, who was walking as if fascinated by the faint sound, was soon able to spot the light of a small bonfire ahead.
Until the song I was singing ended.
Until everyone who called falls.
Let’s turn, let’s turn. Let’s go around the matches.
Ahead, small children were playing next to the bonfire, accompanied by cheerful singing.
The sight of children running around happily without knowing who was with them certainly looked peaceful, but it also seemed like they clearly felt a sense of discomfort in the current situation.
“…You don’t rest.”
Therefore, Josef was watching the children from afar for quite a long time.
In the pitch-black darkness, I had no idea how much time had passed.
However, it was definitely strange to see the children not stopping at all even during that incomprehensible time.
“…….”
It just keeps spinning endlessly.
The children, who had stopped because they could not find a place to move forward, continued to stay in place and go round and round.
“You can’t keep doing that.”
Josef began to move forward step by step towards the scene that seemed like someone had to stop.
Towards the children whom no one has ever looked for.
As Josef’s steps got closer, the heads of the children playing around the bonfire began to turn one by one.
-Someone is coming.
-Who is it?
Although there were only empty holes where the pupils should be.
That hurt-like gaze was also blocked by the woman in black, telling you not to look into the dark places of the world.
-What is that?
-It’s shiny?
However, there was light visible even through the woman’s empty gaze.
The light was all faded, but in this dark place, it shined brighter than anything else.
In a place where there was only a bonfire lit by Ramasht, the new sparkling light was enough to arouse the children’s interest.
-……It’s silver. pretty.
Where it should be.
For the fair price of death.
On Josef’s shoulder as he walked through the darkness toward the children, a faded silver item that someone had tapped was shining.
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Kwasik-!
Vlad was running under the shimmering purple sky.
By mercilessly destroying the headless people who stand in his way.
Just like that, another false dead person was falling on the white bridge that connects life and death.
-Keuuuuuu!
The blue natural flower shook as if he couldn’t believe Vlad was passing by him, but life is all about moving forward.
Vlad, who had already paid his fair price, simply moved forward, leaving death behind him.
“Vlad! In front of me!”
The group rushes toward death, stepping on the sacrifices of the knights behind them.
After paying the price to cross the bridge, the tree they were aiming for was soon visible in front of them.
“It’s bigger than when it was Moshiam!”
Beyond Nibelun’s fingertips pointing to the sky, there was a tree in the sky rising high.
The thing that was waving its ugly roots as if telling people not to come here was, as Nibelun said, bigger and taller than the trees of Moshiam.
“…!”
However, in Vlad’s eyes, he could not even see the grandeur of the tree in front of him.
Exciting-!
All that was visible was someone pierced by tall roots.
The black hair, recognizable even from a distance, was clearly the color Vlad had been looking for.
“Ugh….”
‘Are we here now?’
When I opened the door and entered, there was a young man with black eyes who always welcomed me.
With his back to the bright sunlight, he was always supporting his chin with his clasped hands.
‘Come and have a cup of tea. ‘I can’t drink whiskey anymore.’
Although his sunken eyes were full of deep fatigue, he was one of the few people in this world who welcomed me.
His appearance, which seemed to never change over time, was one of the few comforts to Vlad.
“Aaaah!”
Now I can no longer see it again.
A black-haired man with his head down, pierced by roots towering high in the sky.
Seeing Josef looking so shabby, red veins began to appear in Vlad’s blue eyes.
“Ramashaut-!”
Toward the woman in black who drew this picture.
Someone’s mother shedding black tears.
Children who were choking to death.
The unfortunate prostitute whose eyes I personally closed and the paladin who showed me the way.
And now the big fence that enclosed me.
“I will definitely kill you!”
Rumbling!
One dragon, unable to protect them all, howled fiercely and rushed toward death.
-Ugh!
-Just stop it!
The golden horizon begins to accelerate from the end of the bridge.
Today’s sun, which had stepped on someone’s life, crossed the pure white border, and now rushed towards death, was about to rise from the world of Ramasht.
“Vlad! Vlad of Shoara!”
To erase her world that I am running towards now.
The woman with black tears recognized the light and began to cry under the tree.
“It’s because of you! This is it! “It’s because of you guys!”
It was a brightly shining light, but in the end, it was a light that could not shine on everyone in this world.
She, who had been struggling in the shadows created by those lights, was now throwing everything away and spreading out her pitch-black fingers.
Quaaaaang-!
kill and kill Therefore, two worlds that cannot stand in one place.
The pitch-black night sky, which oppressed the sun that was about to rise, was filled with only sad rain clouds without a single shining star or moon.
“Leave my children alone!”
“Those damn children! children! “I’m sick of it now!”
Vlad raises his sword towards Ramachut.
The headless knights who had returned from the bridge were running towards Vlad.
“Why was I dragged all the way to this place?”
However, red flames were suddenly rising from the left eye of the leashed dragon.
Radu’s world is a world full of half-hearted inferiority complexes.
His world, which burned endlessly because it could not be perfect, was now creating a large wall of fire along with the Inquisitor’s baton strike.
“…Do you know how many people died because of those children you’re talking about?”
Between the boundary between life and death that had been created, Vlad was crying, clutching her collar.
And Ramashut’s eyes, looking up at the crying Vlad, were also filled with dark moisture.
“You killed him!”
“You killed Josef!”
Quang! bang! bang!
However, even though they were crying with the same sadness, the two worlds facing each other could not possibly understand each other.
Because I lost, you must lose, and because I lost, you must also lose.
“Save me!”
That’s why the world of Vlad and Ramasht clashes.
Vlad’s fist, which struck the Ramasuit as if even the sword he was holding was a luxury, was filled with the black blood that burst from her.
“Save me!”
However, no matter how hard they tried, the two people now facing each other could not give up what they had lost.
It’s just that our empty hearts are filled with the anger we exchange with each other.
“…I want you all to die.”
“Aaaah!”
The branches of the pitch-black tree began to wriggle between the two worlds, which were becoming more and more broken the more they collided.
Seeing the signal that only he could recognize, Ramasht knew that it was time.
“So I’m going to kill them all.”
[……!]
Her smile that Vlad, who was filled with anger, could not see.
However, as soon as Quijano noticed her suspicious presence, it began to turn black along with her ominously twisted fingers.
[I told you not to give me time!]
Rumbling!
The leader of the warlocks of this era.
A huge tremor began to occur from the beast that Ramasht, who was shedding black tears, had secretly pointed out.
“What is happening again?”
“…Your legs!”
Behind Radu, who was taken aback by the sudden shaking, the bridge he had been crossing so far began to collapse.
Countless white bridges stretched over a small circle.
When the bridges that connected the border between life and death collapsed, the place where Vlad stood became a world filled only with death.
“profit!”
Vlad, who belatedly realized what was happening, plunged his sword into Ramachut’s chest, but she was no longer there.
As if it never existed in the first place.
“Do you really think I didn’t know?”
Although he looked somewhat tired, Ramashut was smiling.
This was because the dragon was right in front of him, having fallen into the trap just as he had intended.
And the bait of that trap was none other than Josef Bayezid.
“That Josef Bayezid is a spy you sent?”
Vlad began to feel eerie as he looked at Ramasht, who was standing there with a calm smile as if nothing had happened.
The woman who had been crying at him just a moment ago was now smiling so brightly.
The dragon’s deeply engraved instincts were telling me that the sudden change in mood was not just something I saw because I was crazy.
“……Although I never thought I would burn my precious children.”
Below the floating island with its legs removed, there was a pitch-black lake that I had never seen before.
The lake, which seemed so deep that once you got into it, you couldn’t get out, it was filled with the black tears that Ramasht had shed.
“But now that we’ve gathered three, it’s enough.”
“……what?”
Ramashut giggled for a moment while looking at the young dragon who knew nothing, then raised his pitch-black finger and started pointing at the purple sky, which was fluctuating a lot.
One towards the top.
Two toward the back.
And three towards Vlad right in front of him.
“Even though there were only two pieces he promised.”
The most perfect piece that can be anything and become whatever you wish it to be.
The three pieces gathered here were visible in her eyes, which were now smiling with black tears.
“At this rate, my children will be able to breathe again.”
The world of Ramasht, who sheds black tears, is a world of death without any pain.
Ramachut, who had lifted the world high into the sky, was looking at the dragons caught in his trap through the madness that had already calmed down.
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The village of Achiuk is now in ruins.
There was an army rushing towards that place.
“The flag of the Northern Union Army right in front!”
“It looks like we are engaged in a long battle right now!”
The golden dragon flag that precedes the emperor’s flag.
Now, Sarnus, the Dragon Blood Lord, was smiling under the dragon’s banner with his wings fully spread.
“…It was worth running quickly.”
In front of him, who was smiling, were full of Northern Union Army soldiers who were fighting for a long time.
They had been confronting the army of the dead for over a full day and looked greatly embarrassed when they saw the army of Sarnus suddenly appear.
“All kinds of miscellaneous things are over there.”
There was no such thing as easy communication between the completely divided worlds.
The same goes for time.
Although it was only a short time for the group that entered, the Northern Union Army outside had been in a standoff for over half a day.
“It would be difficult if it ended too easily.”
Sarnus’ army gained as much time as a day through a harsh forced march.
Of course, the number of soldiers who deserted was as large as the time gained, but it was of no concern to Sarnus, for whom winning or losing the war was not important.
“From now on, we will attack the Northern Union Army.”
All it takes is for a lot of people to die.
The oldest dragon flag, which has transcended the age of empire and is aiming for the age of dragons once again, began to slowly tilt forward.
“It’s a little late. Sarnus.”
“…!”
However, the dragon’s flag, which began to tilt, could not point to where he wanted until the end.
“Well, you were always late for your appointments.”
“……Frausen?”
A man whose colors have all faded.
He, who was standing among the central forces without anyone noticing, slowly began to take off the hood he was wearing.
“okay. I’m back. “You foolish dragon.”
His face visible through the hood he had removed.
His face, recognizable only to the oldest dragon, was clearly that of Fraussen, the first emperor who had slain the most perfect dragon.
“A foolish dragon who broke his oath to the emperor. Sarnus Dragulia.”
Kurrrrrrrr-!
The earth begins to shake with the quietly spoken words of the founding king.
In the midst of the tremendous tremor, which shocked both the living and the dead, the only person who remained calm was the returning emperor.
“You die with me today.”
Kurrrrr-!
Army of the Dead and the Northern Alliance Army.
And even the central army arrived late.
There was a huge tree root trying to trap them all.
It came up from the roots, not from the branches, and dug into the ground without anyone noticing, and soon began to reveal itself, confining the huge battlefield.
“With the pieces of the dragon we bear.”
A tree begins to rise, destroying the pitch-black church.
The Tree of Reverse Heaven, which awakens from the world of Ramasht and finally appears in this world.
It began to reveal itself and obscure everything standing on the battlefield.
“……Frausen.”
To devour the death of everyone here.
The name of the new world that will emerge with their deaths is the World of Black Tears.
For a world where no children would die, ugly roots began to wag their tongues.
