This is the story of a magician and an elf girl.

"Live on, Linnae. The world without me will definitely be a more peaceful era. I will no longer rely on you. I am not qualified to do so. As long as it can make you happy, I will cast this light. This is my wish and my glory. I will become the light that illuminates all the good and evil in the world—"

"--No, a world without you is undoubtedly hell for me. I want you to stay by my side, no matter what the situation is, no matter what happens in the future, as long as the two of us believe in the future, everything can still be changed. This is my wish, my feeling, I will become the light of all the future in this world--"

The elven goddess spread her wings and flew high again, flying towards the direction of the magician with the giant. The divine power condensed in her wings and the magic power of the elemental elves were all concentrated in the arrow that burst into colorful light. The reason why she was able to resist the magician's light before was because the effects of power and order could also correct the magic eye, but now the law has recognized the power of the magic eye, and that light is no longer a power that can be solved by the law. The elemental elves of light alone are not enough. What is needed is all of Linnae's current strength, all the experience that has supported her along the way to where she is now, and all the wishes that can be transformed into light.

"Transformative—"

"Prayer—"

Unable to stop the two, everyone opened their magic barriers one after another. Then, just as the light was about to collide with the light, the light covering everyone's eyes smeared the screen white -

"--Light!!"

"--Light!!"

The force that covered even the sound blew away everything visible in the area, and the strong aftermath spread to the far distance, but the feelings between the two people who were gazing at each other remained in their hearts.

Every story has an end, but this is not a story about saving an elf girl, nor a story about saving a magician. This is a story about creating the future.

Even if you fight with all your might, even if you love each other deeply, you will say goodbye to each other in the end.

The story is so cruel that even if you want to get a result that everyone wants to see, it may not be realized in reality. Such content only exists in children's fairy tales. If you want to create a story for the future, there must be no content like that in fairy tales. There is no innocent and casual element in the story of the wizard and the elf girl.

"I... won... Linna..."

"No...don't...go...don't...go...brother..."

"..."

Linnae, who was lying on the ground, had lost her ability to move. Only John, who was standing on the ground, still had the last bit of strength left to activate his power and open the entrance to hell. This was the end. He knew that it was his choice to move towards this future. As long as he left her... everything would end happily...

"Don't...go...brother..."

“This time… we really have to say goodbye… Lina… don’t worry… I… I’m fine…”

“Oh…Brother…”

John walked towards the entrance of hell with heavy footsteps, feeling great sadness and reluctance with every step he took, as the pace became slower and slower until he was around the entrance, he made the final decision to enter it and accept his fate.

"No! Didn't I tell you, Jonah, you must cherish Miss Linnae? !"

"!"

Suddenly, John, who was pushed out by a young hand, widened his eyes. Hearing that voice, he felt nostalgic and knew that there was only one person in the world who would call him by the pseudonym "Jonah".

"This voice is... Tian... Tian Hezi... Is it Tian Hezi..."

"Yonah, you idiot! Ms. Linna is crying! You are still the idiot who doesn't understand girls' hearts! !"

"……I……"

John, who had nothing to say, only heard Tian Hezi's voice from the entrance, and vaguely seemed to see their figures hidden in it: "Master John... you can't come here... whether as a magician... or as an intellectual pioneer... even if you have a strong and gentle heart, there is nothing more cruel than loneliness in this darkness. She is the happiness you deserve... isn't she? Why give up your unique person for the future of the world?"

"... Is it... Bina...?... No... I... I want to protect her... and her future... I... must -"

"——John... maybe the story you want to create does not allow for the innocent content of fairy tales... but... you are the one who makes the choice, right?... even if the prince and princess get married... the kingdom will eventually be destroyed and the world will come to an end - before that, you should live happily as a person with the princess. "

“…Leya…you don’t understand…you don’t understand…I…I…”

"We may not be able to convince you, but listen to me, Mr. John... When I knew you were fighting for us elves... I was really happy... I was relieved... You are no longer the person who is unwilling to trust others... You stood up for us, fought against the water dragon... confronted the hedgehog tiger, and fought against the phoenix... People who saw what you did... definitely don't want you to end up alone in our world of the dead..."

"... Nina... huh... even you..."

"This is the first time we have had such a serious conversation... Magician, can you recognize my voice?"

John, who would never forget that voice, still remembers the voice of the woman who shot his hand: "...Doris...?"

"It's a pity that you haven't forgotten me, a damn war criminal... But it's good to know, stop, I won't allow you to hurt Linnae's heart again, it was because I didn't trust her in the beginning... that led you to this path... If I had believed in her judgment at the beginning... the situation might not be like this... You should live with her... I believe you are the one who can really accompany her for the rest of her life."

"I just said it...I just said it...I...that's why I did it...that's why I did it..."

As if they were there to talk to John, the shadows kept increasing and lingering at the exit: "You are already confused... You don't know where you stand... Why did you fight us in the first place? Have you forgotten, magician? The battle with Ao-kun, the battle with me, Jess, weren't all of this just to save the one person you love? You paid so much... The lives you trampled on along the way will only think that your current choice is just your arrogance!! "

“Shut up!! You losers!! You are already dead!! I killed you for her!! I have never regretted this choice!! But there is nothing I can do about it, right?! I have to do it!! This is the price I paid for taking the Demon Eye! This is my mission as a magician!! I must take over the power and position of the God of the Underworld!! Only in this way can I protect her!!!”

"No - magician, you are a selfish guy. You don't hesitate to kill all creatures that are hostile to you in order to achieve your own goals. You killed them all with your own hands, whether they are goddesses, humans, or orcs and half-orcs. You are definitely not a guy who will give up your own interests and feel happy about it. You are in pain and entangled now, but you also understand that what you should do is right in your position. But this is right for you, but for her who has been given the identity of the elf goddess, isn't it too cruel?"

“Richard… you bastard… shut up… I’ve already killed you once… don’t force me to kill you a second time!! Ugh…”

John, who had no energy left to fight, knelt on one knee. He understood the voice and words of the dead. But even so, he still had to take that step, to protect Linnae, to prevent all this inaction from turning into nothingness, to protect the world she loved and the future of life.

"I...I...must protect her...otherwise...I...can't do anything...what value would I have..."

"——I don't need... that value... I don't need... I just want... as long as you are by my side... that's enough..."

"..."

Linna, who had crawled behind him at some point, hugged his back with both hands, looking weak and fragile. She should have been unable to move for some time - but for some reason, the emotion that surged in John's heart at this moment was not anger or reluctance, but - sincere relief.