Rebirth of Japan's Sekiro Legacy

100 Deep inside
Nozomi Arakawa felt a strange power pouring into his body, but the person who came was not kind, that power did not become a part of him, but was trying to erode his pure blood, trying to transform Nozomi Arakawa into... another kind of biology.

The eyes of the gargoyle mask shone with blood-red luster. No matter how Arakawa Wang waved the wedge pill in his hand, it seemed to be covered with a protective shield. Attacks from outside.

With the magic power injected into the body by the gargoyle, Arakawa Wang felt that he was gradually being transformed by..., his mind and consciousness began to blur, and his eyelids began to become heavy.

He feels a little hungry.

sense of hunger.

hunger and thirst.

The desire for blood germinated deep in his heart, like a planted poisonous root.

Gradually, he lost the strength to resist, the wedge pill in his hand fell to the ground with a jingle, and he knelt and sat alone in the rainy night.

"Am I... going to become a vampire?" He murmured as his consciousness was about to fade.

What's it like to be a vampire?
Does blood make you stronger?
Or is it just a means of survival, and it is the only means.

In the future, I can only live in the endless night, away from family, friends... society.

Can you only watch the people you love say goodbye one by one, the dreams you have had wither one by one, the face in the mirror slowly withers, and only he is left breathing alone, sucking human blood to live for thousands of years?

Broken memory fragments suddenly flickered in my mind.

An old mansion.

The girl who fell into the cliff.

A boy who shirks his responsibilities.

The mountains are covered with snow.

The white waning moon.

Silent night.

Consciousness swims in the deep sea of ​​memory, and his feet seem to be bound by heavy lead weights, and Arakawa Nozomi gradually dips down.

What is it that is kept in the depths of memory?
"The five of us will always be together from now on."

It was a sentence, a promise made by the children.

The most precious promise.

An agreement that cannot be broken.

Suddenly the faces of the children flashed before Nozomi Arakawa's eyes.

It was two boys, three girls, including a pair of twins.

"Autumn... snow?" Nozomi Arakawa said tentatively.

There was no answer, and the screen flickered.

He continued to dive, and kept diving, as if he was about to fall into the deepest trench. The darkness that hit his face was like a huge water pressure, which made him unable to breathe.

People say that the deepest part of a person's heart is often the place he fears the most.

Arakawa looked to the deepest part of his heart.

But the scene in front of him was not scary, what he saw was only the snowy forest, a vast expanse of whiteness.

Occasionally, a few deer can be seen running through the forest.

There is a wooden house in the snowy forest, a luxurious wooden house, with green smoke coming out of the chimney, and laughter from time to time in the house.

Nozomi Arakawa was up and down in this scene, and he couldn't tell whether it was real or imaginary.

He came back to this place again.

For him, the deepest part of his heart is the place he fears the most.

The door of the cabin opened slowly.

The laughter of children came from inside.

Arakawa Wang walked in and went to the place he was most familiar with.

The interior decoration is still exactly the same as in memory.

An old man was sitting in the hall. He was sitting on a recliner, smoking a pipe, squinting his eyes, and swaying slowly.

The half-grown children suddenly stopped playing, and they turned their heads in unison.

"Xiaobai, are you back?" the leader of the children said with a smile.

"Master..." Nozomi Arakawa's hands trembled a little.

Not out of fear, but out of anger.

Suddenly the children stood up in unison and rushed forward.

Not looking at Arakawa, but looking at the old man on the deck chair.

They beat with sticks.

Beat it with a teenager's fist.

Pick up the pen and scissors on the desk...

"Master" quietly looked at Arakawa Wang and smiled.

"Xiaobai, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't have discovered the old man's secret!"

"Stop!" Arakawa Wang punched out angrily, exhausting all his strength, but it failed.

The fist passed through the head of "Young Master", everything he saw was illusory, and only the endless reverberation of "Young Master" remained in his ears.

"Thank you... thank you... thank you... thank you..."

The old man on the couch was overwhelmed with green faces and blood-stained hands.

His outstretched and raised hand gradually dropped like a withered poppy.

Arakawa looked crazy, picked up a stool and a kitchen knife and slashed at the bastards surrounding the old people.

"Go away! Go away! Don't touch him! I'll kill you! Aren't you afraid of death!?" A high-pitched cry burst out of his throat.

But it was useless, the scene in front of him was just illusory, the blood was mixed with laughter, and the sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

He gradually sat down on his knees, his head drooping, like a dog whose spine has been removed.

"Children..." Suddenly an old voice sounded.

Nozomi Arakawa raised his head gradually, and saw the old man's face covered in blood.

The half-grown children around had disappeared, and there were only the two of them left in the wooden house.

"Why did you betray me?" The old man's eyes were filled with blood and tears, "I treat you so well, I promise to give you everything..."

"No, no, I didn't..." Nozomi Arakawa backed away in horror.

"I taught you to be honest, to be kind, to be brave, to punish evil and promote good... But why is my child, willing to give everything for you, why do you treat me like this? Bai... Ke!"

"I didn't! I didn't! I didn't mean to!"

Nozomi Arakawa felt his blood was boiling, he was gradually becoming... something strange.

"Answer me! Why!?"

The warm house burned violently, the curtains caught fire, the beams turned into fiery red copper pillars and fell down, the old man also burst into flames, and he returned from hell.

Come for... Nozomi Arakawa's revenge!

The gargoyle mask is awakening the deepest fears in the heart.

"I curse you! You will die miserably! Wherever you go, you will be accompanied by blood and blood, and there is no place for you in this world!" "There is no place for you in this world!"

Nozomi Arakawa gritted his teeth, bearing the attack from the flames and the hatred of the old man, the pain was unforgettable, as if ants were gnawing at his bones.

That's right, where is his place in this world?
Father, mother...even Qiu Xue.

Their love is for Arakawa, not for Baike.

As for Nomo Arakawa?
He was already dead.

But there is still a little unwillingness in my heart.

The second life he finally got, but he wants to become a vampire who is afraid of the sun?
Suddenly, a child's whisper echoed in his ears.

It was a girl's murmur.

"Brother, you must always be with me from now on, my father doesn't love me, you are the only one I have in this world..."

That was the first time the shy girl boldly and autonomously expressed her inner thoughts.

Her father did not love her, and she waited alone for eight years.

Never become a vampire!
Nozomi Arakawa gritted his teeth to support.

There is also Qiu Xue waiting for him, even though it was not love for him originally, but he really received it.

"Old man, I'm sorry..." Arakawa looked at the burning figure and said softly, "You taught me that you will repay your kindness. I want to go back, as a human being, not as a ghost."

Rather than turning into a vampire and harming others, he would rather die!
In the rainy night, a deafening roar erupted from his throat, like the desperate roar of a lion.

Arakawa Wang firmly grasped his gargoyle mask, the veins in his arms bulged, and he almost tore off his face and the gargoyle mask together.

(End of this chapter)