A true hero marries a man by his appearance [Comprehensive]

What is described here are all "dreams".

It can be regarded as a nightmare that has been lingering and entwined like an obsession, or it can be regarded as a fantasy of a persistent person who is unwilling to let go of a person even if he is dead. Can't get out of the net.

Do you want to say they are pitiful?

Not exactly.

There are truly innocent people in this, and there are people who have suffered on their own.There are also people who barely wake up and reflect a little in the end.

*****

In a dream, the most frequently seen scene in the daze that can be produced during the day is that scene.

In the empty hall where there were only two people, Solomon stopped where he was, raised his eyes and looked straight ahead, and he could see the man.

Sure enough, Eric was still sitting on his throne, with one leg raised, his chin resting on one hand, and he cast his gaze down with overly eye-catching but somewhat lazy eyes.

He was looking at Solomon, and he was talking to Solomon—only this could give Solomon, who had been walking here day after night, a faint comfort.

Although, the words that came out of his mouth made the listener unable to restrain the burning feeling in his heart.

"Congratulations, Jedidiah."

"Congratulate me... what?"

"congratulations."

The appearance time and pause frequency of each character sound are the same as those silently recited in the heart at the same time.

I have listened to it countless times and remembered all the details.

Including the man's eyes at that time, his expression at that time, and——

"Congratulations, the most glorious day of your life is coming soon."

heard it again.

I heard it again!

Countless times before this, Solomon would keep silent when he heard this sentence, just like the past that actually happened, but this time, he inexplicably wanted to add something different from the "past".

"The most glorious day of my life is the day you left, the day you died. Is this worth congratulating? I don't understand, Eric, why are you telling me that?"

Of course he couldn't use a fierce tone, even when he was questioning, there was only a emptiness in his eyes after the shadow spread.

He wanted to know the answer.

In reality, there must be no answer, and all Solomon has is this Eric in his dream.

"what……"

The false Eric in the dream paused for a moment before saying: "Because after tomorrow, you will get honor, fame, wealth, and the best things that human beings can enjoy in this world."

"I don't want those."

Nothing could impress him.

Solomon said, "Eric, I have only learned a little of what you taught me, but..."

——But, I still learned.

—You stay here.

——I finally understand now, what you want me to find, what I really want.

"I want you."

He finally stepped up all the steps in front of the throne, and was about to walk in front of Eric, and his steps even showed a little eagerness.

However, before Solomon stretched out his hand to touch it, Eric, who stared at him with dazzling golden eyes, moved slightly, but sighed softly.

"You want me...You child, you are so greedy from the beginning, you can't do it."

Can't get it.

This desire that sprouted in my heart for the first time was so greedy that there was no possibility of it being realized.

In the same dream, Solomon, who finally became angry and eager, did not want to give up.

He still wanted to reach out to touch the man's body, but before that, he heard an extremely crisp crashing sound in his ears.

Solomon lowered his head, and all he saw was the broken earring at his feet.The gemstones that were originally hanging on the earrings were still broken into small pieces that could hardly be picked up, and they could no longer be put together again.

"..."

It was because of this distraction that after looking away, and then turning to look at the man on the throne in surprise, the numbness on Solomon's face spread silently.

The outstretched fingertips were slightly bent, catching the blood dripping from the man's jaw.

At this time, Eric became the last appearance Solomon saw in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

A shadow fell from the top of his head, gathering the man's blood-stained silver hair and most of his shapeless face into the darkness.This seems to be quite good, at least there is no need to worry about the complete display of his miserable state when he died.

"...Eric."

Solomon's blood-stained finger flinched uncontrollably before it was tightly clenched back into his palm.

He picked up the lifeless man from the blood-stained throne, and left the palace, letting the blood dripping on the ground form a long blood path.

where to go.

do not know.

It seems like this, just having him by his side can calm down the restless heart.Where to go next, you can think slowly.

Still, he was finally able to make decisions that were only of his own free will.

Even if only in a dream.

……

The nightmare really wove a dream for itself.

The location is the sea of ​​flowers in Avalon, that is, the wonderful fairyland they visited together.

"E~dee~"

"Love song, sing it to me again. Sing it, sing it~ Don't be shy, I'll be serious—listen to you very seriously."

"Hey, who's being shy, you furry nightmare, don't stick to me all the time, is it boneless or... okay, okay! I'm afraid of you, isn't it just a song, what's good about it... ..."

This conversation also took place in the sea of ​​flowers.

After a long while, Merlin finally got his wish, he was very happy, but when he was still clinging to his sweetheart's side, he still had a reasonable thought in his heart.

——It's just as it should be.

— This love song was originally sung to him by Eddie.Although for the time being, it has not been made clear for the time being, but they agree with each other anyway.

Listening to your sweetheart singing love songs in a gentle tune is really wonderful.

The joy in his heart did not hide much, it surfaced on his face.

Eddie was so annoyed that he was halfway through what he thought was a terrible song when, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a stupid face with a mouth that was almost grinning to the ear.

"...Merlin, turn your face away, your smile is disgusting."

Merlin: "Huh? Disgusting??? How can you use such an excessive adjective!"

Having said that, Merlin really stretched out his hand to touch his face.

Well, really, even though he was complaining exaggeratedly on purpose, the smile on the corner of his mouth still couldn't stop.

The involuntary smile was joyful, the involuntary eyebrows were soft, and the purple eyes were filled with a smile that seemed to be sprinkled with sugar.

Oops, no way.

After all, the person I like is here, just seeing him, I can't hide the soft eyes from the bottom of my heart.

The latter half of the love song was not finished, but it didn't matter.

Merlin was happy beside him for so long, but at the same time he was very impatient.It's all because the man who only gave him a good-looking profile hummed quietly, it was really touching, and it made Nightmare's heart even more eager to move.

He directly brushed it up cheekily, and within a few strokes, he threw Eddie, who was caught off guard and didn't know what he was going to do, to the rest of the thick flowers.

"What are you doing—hey!"

"It's nothing, I just want to..."

Merlin covered the space above the man with his body, and the blue sky of Ideal Land was temporarily covered, only a few petals flying in the wind scattered past his eyes.

"I want to see you more closely, my love."

Previously, the soft look on his face was slightly slack, but at this moment, Merlin suddenly restrained his expression.

Solemn and focused, his eyes met the man's face that finally showed anger after the shock and astonishment, but the gaze that stared at him was still so affectionate that it could not be changed.

"plum……"

Eddie was really angry.

However, he couldn't raise his hand to throw away the nightmare that was pressing on him, and even just raised a finger, and was gently pressed down again by the nightmare.

The golden eyes were silently covered with a layer of absent-minded haze, and deep in the pupils, purple was also faintly flickering.

"Forest……"

After only struggling for a very short time, the eyelids closed unwillingly, and the face that showed an angry expression close at hand also returned to calm.

The purple pattern branded on the man's ankle penetrated the root of the flower, allowing the magic power of the nightmare to spread throughout his body.

Therefore, it is very easy to let his lover sleep peacefully and lie in the arms of the flowers obediently.

"It's all right, my love."

It doesn't matter anymore.

"Even if you are so self-willed, after abandoning me like a shoe, and then arbitrarily--arbitrarily dying in the 'past' that I can't see..."

"I forgive you. You must forgive me."

He would be the first, a nightmare trapped in a false dream he wove.

This cage was stronger than the tower that stood forever in the center of Avalon. He trapped himself in it, and he was still happy, relieved, reluctant to leave, and never wanted to leave.

In the beautiful cage with gorgeous flowers as the background, the nightmare still presses the lover who has been tightly bound by the flower stems in the depths of the flowers.

Kissing his tightly closed eyelids, his cold lips, and taking off his clothes, inside and out—all entangled.

——I won't... let go.

I won't let you go so easily.

……

It's hard to imagine that the Pharaoh would also have a time when he was deeply in a nightmare.

No matter how beautiful the dream is, at most he can enjoy it for a while at first, and when he wakes up from the dream, he will forget about it and don't care about it anymore.

Because the dream itself is false.

Even if it may become an extension of reality that never happened, falsehood is falsehood, and the arrogant pharaoh disdains to indulge himself in cumbersome and useless comforts.

……However.

It was a thought before something happened that would never have been thought of, much less acknowledged.

Ozymandias never thought, no matter how small and subtle—that he would feel a little bit of fear and uneasiness in his heart.

For him, there is only one "nightmare" that can always haunt him.

The teacher's back.

To be precise, it was the back view of the teacher leaving him—after being annoyed by him a few times, he left without hesitation.

The first time, probably when I was a teenager.

"Teacher, please pamper me a little more."

"As a man who admires you and longs for you..."

The teenage boy surrounded a man who was much taller and stronger than him under a tree, and his eyes of the same color as the man's were full of stubborn and strong bright colors.

Want to kiss this man.

It is such a pure wish that even today's Pharaoh can't help but smile when he thinks about it.

The second time was a few years later, when the boy had become the supreme pharaoh.

"Well, no matter how you look at it, Yu's figure is perfect."

Appearance, temperament, including the whole body... Except for the unwilling flaw that he is probably a little shorter than the teacher-the Pharaoh is omnipotent on the ground, and there is no doubt that he has extremely high charisma.

So... uh... uh...

"When the teacher sees Yu who has changed a lot compared to when he was young, it is impossible not to be overwhelmed by Yu's brilliance!"

Before the teacher came back, the pharaoh was talking to himself to the eagle cub that could only roll in his palm.

What the pharaoh fell in love with was a man who would not be forced to stay, nor could he stay for anyone for a long time.

But even so, Ozymandias has never doubted that he will become a special case, no matter how long it takes, one day men will be willing to stay with him.

"Oh, teacher."

A bouquet of flowers was lightly twisted in the hands of the pharaoh.

"When you come again next time, Yu must be able to make you willing to stay."

He stared down at the flower in his hand, with a smile on his lips, that relaxed and expectant smile was also reflected in his golden pupils that shone like sunlight.

……therefore.

What falls into the dream is the picture that will come true at some point—no, it will never come true.

"Teacher, I want to kiss you."

"... Brat, what did you say just now? Do you want to be beaten up!"

"I want to kiss you—teacher, I love you."

"You stay and stay by my side from now on. I put you in a higher place than myself, respect you, and protect you. This is the most sincere promise I made from Ozymandias .”

The young Pharaoh surrounded his teacher under a tree, his eyes shining brightly.

His confession was really without any falsehood or perfunctory. For a pharaoh who was born in a high position and used to being arrogant and controlling everything, he had already presented his sincerity with his own hands.

The man's expression was still full of astonishment, but as he leaned forward bit by bit, his breath got closer and closer.

Not beaten.

Of course, he wasn't pushed away until he touched those slightly cold lips.

……

——My king...

--am I wrong.

So unexpected.

It's too unbelievable.

This self has reached the extreme, and the king who never cared about other people's feelings will suddenly reflect.

Maybe it can't be considered "reflection", because Gilgamesh just had such a question in his heart.

From the beginning to the end, even if his thoughts have changed, he is the most straightforward and most faithful to desire.

Because of appreciation, I choose to become friends with people from a foreign land.

Because in the process of admiring each other, I gradually became dissatisfied with the position of "best friend", so I chose to forcefully change myself.

Because I wanted him, I got him in the most direct way.

Gilgamesh naturally wouldn't think there was a problem with such an approach.

He didn't want to follow in the footsteps of Enkidu, be crucified by Eddie as a mere "friend" and never get out.Well, in his style, that's the only way.

Eddie was sure to be his.

The king who got his wish once was waiting peacefully in the Hall of Valor, with this unwavering thought in his heart.

This time... Well, although it is enough to reminisce, due to the rush of time and other reasons, there are indeed some imperfections in the process.

Gilgamesh wasn't worried at all, he just thought that there was still such a long time, and that he could make up for it when we met next time.

After all, his feelings for him have already surpassed the boundaries of friendship, and have grown so strong.

waiting.

Waited patiently.

Until the "time" that no one could have expected.

Inside the Hall of Valor, Wang's chuckle hanging on the corner of his lips suddenly froze, and his red eyes widened suddenly.

However, no matter how angry you are, you have to swear.

Eddie is dead.

This fact appeared in the king's heart so vividly that it made him feel colder than ever before while he was furious.

make a mistake?

Bind him in chains, and leave him in shackles that no one can remove...

Even so, it was not possible to—

Although it was a bit cruel to say, this level was not enough for Wang, who was used to acting recklessly, to truly realize where his mistakes were.

can only say.

The last entanglement between them, whether good or bad, has completely stayed at the moment of the last meeting and the last time they parted.

After a few days and nights, it turns into an oasis in the desert.

Eddie's palm was pierced by the Deviation Sword and nailed into the blood-soaked sand.

He closed his eyes, the cold sweat oozing from his forehead mixed with the blood that was about to dry up.A strand of hair stuck to the porcelain-like side face, and the rest of the silver hair was scattered and spread loosely under the body.

His eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, but it's just that he has always been arrogant and arrogant in the past, which conceals his beauty.But now, this bruised body is surrounded by a cold and indifferent appearance, but when Gilgamesh sees it, he inexplicably feels a strange feeling in his heart.

That's when you should have realized that you shouldn't be doing this.

You shouldn't break his dignity, you shouldn't drag his enthusiasm to the bottom of the cold valley, you shouldn't turn a blind eye to his disappointment and pain, and you shouldn't let such a proud man just for your own desires, Lost the fiery enthusiasm when looking at himself.

But the fact is, at that time, Gilgamesh didn't realize it.

After a very short hesitation, he used his fingers to lift the hair of the man who was not feeling happy at all, and put it on his lips that were drawn out of satisfaction.

……

"Come on, Enkidu, the weather is so fine today, wouldn't it be a pity not to exercise your muscles?"

"Looking for me? Isn't Jill more..."

"don't want."

"what?"

"I'm tired of playing with him, let him watch the battle today, let's compete, shall we?"

"..."

It probably doesn't have much to do with whether the weather is good or not. In short, a very dynamic competition started like this.

The venue of the competition was chosen in the forest, but the content was not simply about who would defeat who, but whoever fell to the ground first would be judged as the loser, which was more interesting than ordinary duels.

The king of Uruk, who was dragged here as a referee in his busy schedule, said something dissatisfied, but unfortunately, the man who provoked this competition did not hear it at all.

Before the start of the competition, Enkidu let him tie his ponytail with excitement.

"Think about it, the feeling of getting your hair all over your face is too annoying, so prepare in advance—that's why, I didn't want to take advantage of you."

"Yeah." Enki believed him very much.

While Eddie was tossing and tugging at his hair before tying it up with a string after a while, his job was done.

Helping each other, Eddie helped him fix his hair, and he helped Eddie—braiding the same long silver hair into the most perfect long braid that can be thrown on the chest.

Eddie: "..."

Enkidu touched the ponytail that was really well tied at the back of his head, and then looked at the man's braid, which seemed to be braided inadvertently, and a desire to laugh suddenly arose in his heart.

Of course, he still didn't smile.

"On purpose."

The man smiled, although it was a helpless and indulgent smile.

"Naughty. But . . . well, never mind, so be it."

The first contest between them began in the forest.

Neither of them carried a weapon, bare hands would be best.Moreover, because the winners and losers are judged on the basis of who hits the ground first, these towering trees will inevitably suffer from seedlings.

I used the branches to borrow strength, but it didn't take long for the entire tree to be broken, leaving a circle without a foothold.

Enkidu's skills were comparable to Gilgamesh's, but compared with Eddie - or that result, he was slightly inferior to Eddie.

The green-haired boy's clear eyes reflected a bright light, which contradicted his beautiful appearance, but added a strange and sharp beauty to him.

The opponent who competed with him was far stronger than him, and he did not show mercy to him because he was pursuing him.

They wrestled fiercely in mid-air, and the trajectory of their body collisions could not be seen clearly with the naked eye.Enkidu was the first to grab Eddie by the feet, throwing him out, crashing into yet another giant tree.However, the next moment, the suddenly shattered remains of the tree trunk flew backwards with even more ferocity, until it was swung away by Enkidu with one hand.

For a moment, the field of vision was covered by the flying tree trunk, and it was at this moment that Eddie approached Enkidu again.

The two people's eyes met, and it seemed that they had glimpsed their own shining figure from the other's eyes.

Enki didn't even know what Eddie saw him like, but he knew that the reason why his own shadow fell into the man's eyes was so bright, it was all because of the man himself.

Because he admired him from the bottom of his heart, he couldn't hide his joy and passion, and only wanted to express it with the most blazing colors.

——However, he was not merciless by the momentary eye contact.

Enkidu punched the man who was about to grab his shoulder. He thought the man would avoid him, and he didn't expect to be able to touch him at this time.

However, Eddie took the punch abruptly.

It was the hand reaching for the shoulder that suddenly changed its trajectory, Enkidu's eyes opened slightly, and there was a point of bewilderment in his eyes.

Eddie's fingertips clasped the back of his head, pulling him toward him—and kissing the ear of the man who was still beautiful despite the sweat.

"...!"

Enkidu was stunned again.

His loss of consciousness revealed the biggest flaw.After Eddie kissed him, he grabbed his waist and dropped him.

Enkidu's body suddenly lightened, and he fell down unstoppably, the scene in his eyes changed rapidly, and the next moment, his toes fell to the ground.

"Ah, lost."

Standing on the ground, Enkidu paused for a while, and then said softly with unsteady breath.

Soon, Eddie came down too.

The two who fell to the ground looked at each other.

"Hahahaha! Enkidu, your hair—"

"Pfft. Your hair is messier than mine."

During the fight, their tied long hair fell loose, was wet with sweat, and stuck to their faces messily, not to mention how embarrassing they were.

Obviously his own image is not much better, but Eddie is the one who smiles the most.

Enkidu stared at him intently.

I don't know when to raise my right hand, and lightly pressed on my chest - if it was a human body, it would be where the heart is.

He has no heart.

However, where the hand is pressing down, there is a sensation of something in the chest beating happily.

……

……

This is where the sun gathers, and what a catchy laugh resounds.

So... it wouldn't be surprising if someone strayed into this place following the laughter, and came across this beautiful scene covered in brilliance.

Solomon stopped at the edge of the artificially created clearing.

Ahead, a silver-haired man stared at the green-haired boy who was close at hand, his golden eyes were more dazzling than the brilliance of Zhengyang.

With disheveled hair and dripping sweat, he laughed loudly, pulled the doll's wrist, and strode aside.

In the direction opposite to where Solomon was, there was another man with blond hair and red eyes.

He pulled the puppet and walked towards the impatient king who had been waiting for them on the ground for a long time.

The man who was walking towards the light had the brightest smile. Just by looking into his eyes, one could feel the heat in his heart.

Coincidentally, the man in Solomon's arms, although slightly different from his innocent smile...

However, he was also smiling.