Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

The scene before his eyes was an indescribable scene.

Sigma didn't know how to describe what he saw. Across the huge hole in the damaged part of the warship, the moment the electric current flickered, he saw the scorchingly red sky and sea that were smeared with blood.The magma, contrary to common sense, spread along the cracks and crevices on the edge of the island. It was viscous and introverted and slowly poured into the seawater, roaring and boiling, splashing waves of steaming water mist.Tens of thousands of bats swarmed out from the center of the island, engulfed by the scorching wind and waves, and circled around Everdark Island, forming a round shape, tightly covering the gradually collapsing island.

The warships moored in the bay were also affected. The heat spread from the evaporation of the magma and sea water forced them to retreat, and the supernatural bats watching from the side would even take the opportunity to "bite" a large piece of the hull, so that Sigma stood in the middle of the cabin , and without any obstruction, witness the doomsday of this island with your own eyes.

The high temperature poured into the cabin, scalding the young man's skin red and painful, and his vision gradually blurred. It was hard to tell whether the eye sockets were covered with uncontrollable tears or the retina was damaged.

Sigma only felt that the whole body was buzzing from the cochlea to the skull, and he couldn't hear anything. Even though the alarm in the control room was roaring, and the entourage looked so dignified that they were confused and flustered, he still couldn't move his attention away. Across the steaming mist, he kept a firm eye on the receding island in his vision.

He can't do anything.

He could understand Fyodor's intentions, and because he could understand, he couldn't accept this too cruel fact.

The rapid spread of the singularity of disqualification in the world will completely "disappear" the supernatural powers on the earth, and the sinking of the island will also make Osamu Dazai, who is the core, sleep on the bottom of the sea thousands of meters away, even if the submarine that intends to salvage in the future can dive into it. Even the deep sea couldn't break through the last line of defense cast by demons.

Osamu Dazai is completely safe, and no one can disturb his eternal sleep.

But this... is it really good?

"Sigma—"

"Mr. Sigma──!!!"

The buzz gradually faded away, and the emergency alarm that pierced the human eardrum broke through the barrier and drove straight into the mind.In a trance, Sigma vaguely heard someone calling his name, the urgency revealed in the voice was almost substantive, and as the vague echoes faded away, what returned together with the sense of hearing was his near-numb tactile sensation.

When he came back to his senses, Sigma's eyes refocused, and the first thing he saw was Atsushi Nakajima's overly anxious face.

He was forcibly dragged away from the dangerous area closest to the tearing hole of the hull, his skin was burned by high temperature, and the tingling sensation had already spread.Sigma was pulled to sit on the ground behind the console. After gathering his consciousness again, he finally separated his mind to look around the control room.

It wasn't just him who was sent back to the warship.

Atsushi Nakajima with worried eyes in front of him, Akutagawa Ryunosuke with a gloomy expression mixed with rage not far away, Mr. Dazai's most trusted partner once, Mr. Kunikida who was holding his pistol tightly, and the breath has not yet escaped from the fighting state The president, Kyoka holding a short knife, and everyone who also came to the island from the port mafia.

"...Why, everyone is here..."

Sigma muttered to himself in a daze, his shaken eyes flickered, and before anyone could answer, he had already figured out the reason.

Unsurprisingly, everyone present is an expert among those with supernatural powers. However, in a state of being completely incapacitated, in a short period of time, it is also impossible to break into the iron wall built by Pandora's Actor.In addition, before leaving, Pandora showed the ability to instantly transfer Fyodor to the center of the battlefield, which shows that Fyodor, who has obtained more "book" power, also has the possibility of obtaining the same ability.

He was forcibly evacuating those who stayed on the island, ending everyone's last plans.

Fyodor made the decision to die in love with Osamu Dazai.

Affected by the sudden and harsh environment, the warship had to evacuate the bay, and the control room was in chaos. Sigma had no time to keep his brain running.The return of the boarding personnel completely indicates that their desperate final plan will go bankrupt, and all efforts will be in vain. The only thing waiting for this world is the chaos that will inevitably arise after the imbalance.

But there's nothing wrong with that...

The future of the world, the future of the earth, it doesn't matter, the person he cares about has already left, and he is sleeping on the bottom of the sea with all his thoughts.In the end, the home he wanted to protect turned into nothing.

Perhaps Sigma's reaction was too abnormal, and his emotional state was completely different from that of the people who came back one after another. Mori Ogai, who had already learned about some of the island's situation through his subordinates, finally chose to keep a serious face, and came to decadence to rely on the control Beside the youth behind the stage.

"Mr. Sigma." He bent down, put his hand on the other's shoulder, and said in a low and steady voice, "Tell me what happened on the island."

The more critical the moment, the absolutely rational Mori Ogai, the clearer his thinking.

He already knew a lot from the previous conversations with his subordinates.Among those who realized that they had returned to the warship, except Ryunosuke Akutagawa who accidentally teamed up with Atsushi Nakajima, the rest soon fell into a "quit" after landing on the island.The landing location seemed random, but the subsequent obstacles actually delayed the steps, like screening qualifications, and no one successfully arrived.

No one knew in advance that there are many residents of unknown origin on the island. They are flesh and blood, they can talk and laugh, and they will ignore all the abnormalities of the environment. This town that should not exist is their safe place to live.However, once someone shows malice towards Pandora's Actor, these simple residents will become a shield against the invaders.

Even young children selling bouquets on the street will stare blankly, with two completely different emotions of numbness and apathy in their eyes, blocking them with their flesh and blood.

Normally, unarmed civilians would not be considered enemies of the Harbor Mafia, let alone a detective agency with a higher moral code.However, even the experienced black lizard never thought that one day, their psychological bottom line would be touched.

That shouldn't be called a battle at all.

Except for those who landed in other institutions, the rest were trapped to death in the town. Once they had the intention to move on, the children who did not know where to pull out the grenade would not hesitate to pull the fuse and use their own As an attachment, release a grand firework in front of the invaders.

Use flesh and blood to stop the brave man's footsteps.

There are many such people.

Pandora's Actor performed her worrying skills to the fullest, reaching the point.

The islanders are all buried with them that can be discarded at any time, and they forcibly stopped the invaders from outside the castle until Fyodor, who was forced to accept the energy, appeared and sent them back to the relatively safe warship.

The rescue was a joke, no one could escape from Pandora's Actor's grasp.

"Give up..." Sigma pursed his lips powerlessly, unwilling to answer the question from the leader of the port mafia, he just wanted to bury himself deeper and escape everything he saw, "They won't come back."

"They?" Hearing the answer irrelevant to the question, Mori Ogai frowned.

Plural, Dazai Osamu is not the only one who won't come back, the only one left may be...

"The person who sent you back is indeed Fyodor."

That Russian youth is precisely the biggest variable in his predicted development.

The brain power that is too similar to Osamu Dazai, and the 180-degree change of position in the past like a child's play, the method is obviously ruthless, but in the whole incident, he was dazzled by love, which is completely incompatible with his title of devil.

It's as if the whole person is a collection of contradictions, empty and absurd.

Maybe this is normal.

After all, according to the information conveyed by his face, he and Mikhail are nothing more than an empty shell with the appearance of the real Fyodor, the devil who played Yokohama in the applause, but they are completely different inside.

Unfortunately, after the return of Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Nakajima Atsushi, the one who carefully explained everything to them through his face gently closed the "lens cap" and completely severed contact with them on the warship.

If it was Fyodor who sent everyone back, the two men with the same face might have met face to face.

Fortunately, things did not go to the worst development.

"This is--"

Mori Ogai raised his head, and a sudden flash of cold light caught his attention.

Under the pressure of the high temperature, black and white snowflakes flashed on the screen that almost announced a strike, followed by bursts of thumping sounds, and restarted operation.

The screen appears.

There is no longer an empty hall where Mikhail conveyed information to them, and there are no countless floating screens. The dazzling white replaces everything, except for the last red-haired man who has never returned in the center.

The picture fluctuates up and down with a steady and slow frequency. To be more precise, it looks like someone holding a video camera with unprofessional movements and unable to stabilize the lens while walking.

If nothing else, Mikhail's abilities had been transferred to that stubborn young man in a very short period of time.Together with 【Shadow】, the image conveyed to the warship is inseparable from Fyodor.

Directly opposite Oda Sakunosuke, the initiator of all disasters was crookedly leaning on a crystal coffin.

His face was tired, and the arrogance of Pandora's Actor, the only number, was gone. The slightly curly hair fell down his cheeks, and his eyes were full of desolation. No matter whether the other party was listening or not, he was muttering to himself.

"At that time, Odasaku told me. Everything is over."

"You're right. If there was any chance of redemption, I wouldn't be what I am today. So I can understand your feelings at that time. No one can catch you, and neither can I."

"But... no way."

"He is the meaning of my life."

No one has ever seen Pandora with such a fragile appearance, crazy and meaningless, this should be the pronoun attached to him.Now, all his frenzied shells have been peeled off, revealing a scarred, more fragile interior than anyone else. It is not only the people on the other side of the screen who feel unbelievable, but also the man who witnessed this scene most intuitively.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't say a word, just like in the past when he was in Lupin, quietly being a qualified listener.

There are many things beyond his expectation.

He knew that all of this was a script, and no matter how outrageous the content of the drama, Osamu Dazai was happier than ever.Fyodor is also alive and well, even slowly approaching behind him in order to connect to the next scene.

But the feelings that Osamu Dazai deduces do not seem to be fake at all.

Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help recalling the past.

Being involved in the script, he successfully found a more suitable main business after washing his hands in the golden basin. In general, he no longer needs to touch the gun and step into the sun completely, which also brings a more stable living environment to the children.

All things are developing towards the positive side, all of which are due to Osamu Dazai.

But Sakunosuke Oda still remembers that when the two first met, Dazai Osamu was nervous and flustered under the frivolous appearance, and even hidden a deeper fear, the performance of forcing himself to pretend to be capable.

He directed and acted on his own, with two identities appearing in front of him one after another, staged an extremely lame scene, and made a lot of detours, just to make the two of them become friends logically.

It was also later, when he learned everything from Fyodor, that he understood why Dazai Osamu's incomparably complicated emotions had arisen.

Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help but sigh.

"Dazai..."

Every word of Osamu Dazai is serious.

He used acting as an excuse to tell his sincerity that he would not analyze at all on weekdays.If everything in the script is true, Pandora's Actor today is the "future" calculated by Osamu Dazai.

It was the future that he and Fyodor were hanging in the balance, and they were almost entering the future.

The young man behind him approached. As a former killer, Oda Sakunosuke could smell the strong smell of blood, followed by some cold words that made people feel uncomfortable and seemed gentle.

"Don't bother us at a time like this, Oda-san."

"..."

Oda Sakunosuke didn't respond. He turned his head and took a deep look at Fyodor, who was in a state of embarrassment and was on the verge of decay. From the depths of his purple eyes like stagnant water, he found madness that ordinary people could not understand, and It's similar to being stubborn and possessive to the extreme.

He is warning.

That man was too dangerous, and it wasn't the first day that Oda Sakunosuke knew about it.It's just that all his abnormalities are hidden under the seemingly meaningless appearance, and Dazai Osamu's daily gags are rarely revealed, making people almost forget Fyodor's original character.

The youth's withered hand fell on the shoulder of the red-haired man, even with such a simple movement, his body was scattered like dust.

In the next instant, the figure of Sakunosuke Oda disappeared, just like everyone who was sent back before.

In the final scene, no one is allowed to interfere.

Fyodor's body has long been disintegrated, his face began to crack from the corners of his eyes, leaving black fine lines that spread out like spider webs, and the epidermis peeled off, like a dry thing that has dried up in the past, and it will shatter when touched.After his ability completely lost control, the liquid flowing in his blood vessels further left him, his steps were heavy and exhausted, and every step he took was suffering.

Even so, when only himself and Pandora's Actor were the only sober creatures in the room, he forced the corners of his mouth to read the taunting words clearly , The magnetic voice is extremely cold.

"It's a surprise to see you with such an ugly appearance." He said sarcastically, "With such a face, it makes people angry."

Pandora's complexion did not change, she just tilted her head slightly, not hiding the tears on her face.

In terms of embarrassment, it's hard to say who is worse at the moment.He calculated everything, and he even remembered the date of his own death, so he was not surprised at the final confrontation candidate.

The corners of Pandora's mouth were lightly pursed, trying to outline a stiff smile that was the same as before, but due to physical and mental exhaustion, the movement only had a simple rudiment, and finally turned into a deep sigh.

He lowered his eyes, and through the transparent coffin cover, he described the not-so-quiet sleeping face of the young man in the coffin, "You adapt quickly, do you want to come and kiss him in the end?"

Fyodor looked gloomy, struggling, stumbling towards the coffin, holding a short knife tightly in his palm, "After killing you."

His senses were rapidly draining, and it was becoming more and more difficult to control his body. His joints creaked, like decayed and rusted iron blocks that would fall apart at some point.The vision is blurred, and a dark yellow can be vaguely seen in the center of the pure white. The man leaning on the coffin stood up at some point, his military boots stepped on the floor, and gradually approached, with a long echo.

A breath fell on the side of his lips.

The culprit, whom Fyodor hated so much, suddenly hugged him.

"You can't do it, but I don't mind being a target once." Pandora giggled, wiped tears on the face of the young man who hated him, and gently bit the other's ear, imitating Fyodor with malice The last words left to Sigma not long ago, "as my small compensation."

The young man who was hugged was slightly sluggish, it couldn't be said that it was disgusting, or something else.

That embrace was very cold, perhaps because Fyodor could no longer feel the temperature. He only felt that what was close to him was a corpse, or...something like a candle in the wind.

The source transfer has been completed, and today's Pandora is so fragile that it is not as good as a newborn child.The position was reversed, and Osamu Dazai, who was sleeping in the coffin, became the new master of [Retrograde]. With just the last hint of catalysis, the man standing on the opposite side of the world could fall into the endless abyss.

Pandora was congratulating herself, celebrating that he was finally able to let go of everything and meet the death he dreamed of.

"Obviously I can't even hold a knife, and I'm still trying to be brave."

"The heart is here."

"..."

Fyodor said nothing, and made no resistance.

The bony hand clenched the blade tightly, and the fingertips were easily cut open. He smiled, and guided the tip of the knife to the gap between his ribs, inch by inch, tearing open the flesh and blood unstoppably, sending it into the beating heart that spared no effort.

Warm blood sprayed his cheeks, but Fyodor felt only bitingly cold.

He hadn't had time to care about Pandora for a long time, that man was heinous, his palms were full of blood, and his crimes were so numerous that it was impossible to settle them one by one.But when the other party died, there was no turmoil in his heart, no joy, no relief, and no joy of revenge.

All that was left was the utterly empty barrenness.

He has never been able to escape Pandora's script.

After the man's body loses strength and all his origins are transferred, it's only a matter of time before his consciousness is stripped away.

He will be sent back to the place where he should exist, back to Osamu Dazai who jumped off the Tokyo Tower in spite of everything.The time that was forcibly extended will come to an end, Osamu Dazai will lose everything, the lover he forcibly retained, the illusion beautified by memories, the future he never had, and also... the soul that has entangled him for thousands of years will not rest in peace obsession.

"You and him...really resemble..."

When her pupils were dilated, Pandora tried her best to hold Fyodor tightly and refused to let go.Blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, his voice was hoarse and choked, and his nasal voice was so heavy that he seemed to be crying. He touched the young man's face with a smile, and the blood stained there, and soon dried up.

He laughed at himself and shook his head again, loosening his fingertips, allowing himself to fall against the withered young man in a state of embarrassment. "No, it's not the same...how could that person do this for me..."

No matter how similar the two are, the existence in front of them is not his Fyodor.

That's it.

That's fine...

Fyodor stood there for a long time, only one step away from the coffin.The man in the dark yellow military uniform fell down, as if his blood was about to flow dry, soaking a large area of ​​the floor.

The place where Osamu Dazai is located is no different from the center of this castle, which is also the core of the singularity of disqualification in the world, and is even closely related to everything on Ever Dark Island.

The death of the castle owner hastened the disintegration of the island. The aurora no longer lingered in the sky, and the switch was cut off and dissipated in the night sky.After the first round of suicide blocking, the number of islanders who were still alive was reduced by half. They stood in the ruins of the town, their heads stiff and high, looking up at the castle built on the highest hillside, their eyes numb.

Electromagnetic interference is gone.

The in-ear earphones prepared for emergencies passed through bursts of piercing currents, and the noise dissipated. With the only remaining hearing, Fyodor caught the deep and hoarse voice of the man amidst the noise of the collapse and waves.

【Fyodor-kun, do you know what you are doing. 】

It was Mori Ogai who was far away on the warship.

The young man's brain has no time to think. He doesn't know how to explain the current situation, and he doesn't have the ability to explain it. He just feels that the person opposite seems to understand what happened on the island.

Shell, Disqualification, Possessed, Destroy, Destroy, Destroy──

Someone has to stop this.

"……I am certain."

He opened his mouth in vain.

"The group of demons... can't be controlled anymore, and it won't be long before... I will disappear completely. Pandora has a death wish... the final plan... I also guessed it..."

"The last thing we can do... is only one thing."

He bent down and kissed the cold coffin, the face of his loved one was so close, it was like a moat across the sky.

"Good night, Dazai-kun."

The dilapidated body of the young man was completely disintegrated, like dust blown away by the wind, melting into the sky and the earth.

At the same time, Pandora's Actor's body disappeared without a sound.