[Exorcism] Broken Gears

From the bewilderment of coming to this strange world at the beginning, it has gradually become the complete adaptation now.

Obviously, he has already begun to accept his mutilated body with a weird left arm.

Obviously, I have really felt warm feelings.

Obviously, I am ready to live with Mana like this...

So, what is the meaning of this sudden car accident?

Why, why do you suddenly want to take back happiness after giving it to me?

If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have let me come to this strange world in the first place, and let me be killed directly by my mother who was insane.

Anyway, after being stabbed by my deeply loving mother, I have no spiritual support, and the mental illusion I created by relying on my unstable brain instinct before dying is enough for me to die happily and contentedly .

Or, just let me live in the slums as a monster at the beginning of the second, and don't let me meet Mana, that's fine.

Happiness is just filling the stomach, and filling the stomach is happiness.

simple.

But now what?

I have gradually become accustomed to the warmth, and I can no longer accept the emptiness brought about by the darkness and coldness.

In a long-term stable state, it is impossible for the brain to create hallucinations... It is impossible to even survive by relying on one's own hallucinations.

Why, my important people always die?

Don't act like I shouldn't exist, don't act like I have a curse on me from being disgusted by the so-called gods.

Afraid of emptiness, longing for warmth, but more afraid of losing after gaining.

what to do?Any choice is wrong.

In the future, what on earth...how should I do?

Miss you miss you miss you miss you miss you miss you miss you miss you miss you miss you miss you miss you miss you miss you miss you miss you miss you miss you miss you miss you

I miss your warm palms, warm smiles, warm words, warm embraces and everything warm.

I can't stand it anymore! ! !

God, if you really exist, please save Mana, he is the only person I have important in two lifetimes...

Please, please...please! ! !

Even knowing that no amount of prayer will help, even knowing that the real God will never appear...  

Even if everything is clear, I still beg.

Begging, begging, all I can do is beg.

Please let me die.

——"It's the first time I've even seen such a deep sadness. It's really interesting... Poor little guy, how about we take your adoptive father back from the evil god of death?"

Suddenly, at an unknown time, a strange person walked up to the boy from nearby.

He wore a tall, funny top hat, and a heavy overcoat on his fat body, but he seemed to walk effortlessly.

But the boy saw that behind the ridiculous round-rimmed glasses, the pair of golden pupils with a cold and mocking look shone like a beast, which made people feel dangerous.

"who are you......?"

The boy's empty pupils twisted slightly.His voice was already hoarse, and the broken sound he made was already very indistinct.

"I am the Earl of the Millennium, the one who can help you bring dear Mana back to life."

Haha, did the brain successfully hallucinate?

Great.

Just believe it.

As long as Mana can come back.

All I want is mana.

"Now, boy, come and call your foster father, so that he who hears your voice may come back!"

The boy trembled, took a deep breath, and cried out.

"Mana—!!"

The dark red skull trembled slightly on the shelf template, making a familiar sound.

"Allen..."

"Mana, are you back?"

The boy smiled happily, held his head up, and watched the skeleton slowly come down from the shelf.

The skeleton spoke again.

"Why... why did you turn me into a demon?!!"

Allen was stunned.

What, what?

Such a desperate and sad tone has never been heard from the mouth that always has a warm smile.

Mana, it's not like this...

This is not the same as said.

Isn't it an illusion of happiness?

So what's the matter?

"Dear Mana, now, you belong to me! Kill Allen Walker quickly, and then put on his skin and become my new toy!!"

The Millennium Earl smiled ferociously.

Mana, is Mana going to kill me?

No, yes, it's a lie... That Mana who is gentler than anyone else... Want, kill me?

How is it possible... Right, you are my favorite person...

No matter how outrageous this illusion is, it is impossible for you to hurt me.

You are the one who loves me the most...

The skeleton let out an angry wail while raising the knife in his hand and slashing at the boy.

"Allen, I curse you!!"

After that blow ended, Allen clutched his injured left eye and slowly fell to the ground.

impossible.

Desperately opening his left eye, through the blurred blood, he saw a strange image on "Mana": a white skeleton with an iron chain around his neck floating in a cloud of purple mist, his face distorted and painful.

What is this......?

At the same time, the ugly and deformed left arm suddenly burned hotly, the green cross-shaped object in the red skin shone, and the arm suddenly twisted and deformed into white sharp claws, and rushed straight towards Mana uncontrollably .

wait wait wait?hold, stop...quick...

——"Stop it ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Just as the boy was struggling desperately, the skeleton spoke.

The tone is gentle and gentle, as always.

"Alan, I love you."

"Destroy me."

You love me?

As the boy froze for a moment, the strike of the sharp claws on the skeleton caused it to fall down and turn into ashes.

>>>>

The Millennium Earl, who had seen enough of the good show, immediately drifted away with a giggle.

The boy who fell into confusion and pain was left alone.

What happened in the end?

Even the ashes left by the skeletons were blown away by the wind, and there was nothing to prove what happened.

It seemed that even Mana was a mirage he had self-generated in his lonely world.

So, it's a lie, it's all fake, it's a dream...

Sure enough, it was an illusion produced by the brain.

Unconsciously stroking the wound on his left eye, the boy remained expressionless, as if he felt no pain at all.

Why......

Why on earth...

Why did things become like this? !

——"Only destruction can save him, and you did the right thing."

Following the appearance of another strange voice, a red-haired man appeared.

"Human beings who are born with weapons against demons... What an unfortunate life."

His tone was very heavy.

"You seem to be an apostle chosen by the willful God."

"Boy, do you want to become an exorcist?"

The boy, who was still immersed in his conscious mind, didn't respond to him at all.

Ahh... Anyway, no matter what, it doesn't matter, doesn't it...

You are, love me.

No, hallucinations.

Already...enough is enough.

The author has something to say: Today is my birthday la la la~! !But even if all the archived manuscripts are sent out, there are many places that are not different from the original version.