[Pirate] Warm Waltz

Years later, Wayne can still recall the feeling of his sister's soft hair in his hand that day and the last hideous cut...

In the middle of the night, nightmares often haunt her, dreaming about the cruelty in that place and the sister on the bed over and over again.Like Doflamingo's brutal nightmares about being ten years old, these are nightmares that Wayne can't shake.

Waking up in cold sweat again, I couldn't help lowering my head, looking at the spread hands, the weight of that day still remained in the hands, the body began to tremble uncontrollably, it was anger, pain, fear, regret, suddenly He buried his head in his arms and wept bitterly.

Wayne didn't know the specific details of the catastrophe that day, and the next evening, when he sobered up and returned home, the crime had already happened.Not knowing the details of his sister's murder was a kind of redemption for him, knowing that his mother was already broken.

Passing through the scattered people, smelling the uneasy blood in the air, Wayne's body began to tremble, and the twins' telepathy was cut off, leaving only painful heart palpitations.The strong and disgusting smell of blood spread in a few miles around.

Pushing open the concealed door of the house, the purpose of entering is the minced meat scattered all over the house, human minced meat.

Wayne felt the branches of fear sprouting from the bone marrow, climbing along the bone surface, making his whole body stiff.

This is the scariest scene he has ever seen, and even in the future, there will be nothing more terrifying than this.

He saw several skeletons thrown randomly under the bright light, with dark red mottled blood stains on them.Under the skeleton, almost covering the entire room, are bloody minced meat and internal organs.

There was only one person moving in the room, and that was his dear mother.He saw his mother cutting something with a cutlass on a human body that had completely exposed two femurs and a humerus. Her hands, face, and body were covered with cold blood.Wayne felt that his mother was very calm now, and even tied her hair up for the convenience of movement.She cut the cutlass on the abdomen of the human body, right in the center, and cut the cutlass neatly, without trembling or fear, cutting open the belly, and the incision was beautiful.

"Mom...Mom..." Even though it was a small room, the child's voice sounded terrifyingly spacious.

Wayne saw his mother take out all kinds of colons from the man's stomach and throw them aside, then looked at him calmly, beckoning him to go over as usual.Walking stiffly on the carpet of minced meat, he knew that his mother would not hurt him.

He watched Debra stand up, stroked his head, and then led him to the fainted pirates in the corner.Taking out a gun from his pocket, he shot several pirates in the thigh one by one, waking them up roughly.

The pirates who woke up began to vomit before they could look at the wounds, trembling in the horror of the room, crying and begging: "Please... please let me go... It was Ke who killed your daughter. Lauder... has nothing to do with me..."

For a moment, Wayne froze.

Whoever killed your daughter...killed your daughter...killed...mother's daughter...

"Cheat...you're lying..." Wayne shook off Debra's hand, searched the room, and yelled hysterically, "Wendy!! Wendy!! Come out quickly! Brother will bring you dinner came back!"

Knocking open the bedroom door, he saw Wendy.

She was still wearing yesterday's little skirt, her body was curled up, her head... was placed on her little pillow.

His hands trembled, and he gently picked up his sister's head. The two braids he had made for her were broken, and the cut was not too rough. The murder weapon should be very sharp.Touching her face, the final expression was not peaceful.After wiping off the blood around her neck, Wayne became furious all of a sudden, and the tyrannical factor in his blood boiled like boiling water.

This is his younger sister, the only younger sister who has been together since she was still in the mother's womb...

Walking out of the bedroom, holding Wendy's head tightly in his arms, he walked towards Debra step by step on the broken meat on the ground.

Touching her daughter's pale and stiff face, Debra handed the gun to Wayne, who should grow up.

Gritting his teeth, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he was so angry that he was ferocious.Insert the pistol hard into the eye socket of a howling pirate, and pull the trigger continuously without hesitation until his head is completely blown off.

Everyone who killed Wendy will die! !

This is his first murder.

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A day later, a house in Darko Town collapsed in a fire, and everything inside was reduced to ashes.

By the sea, watching the small wooden boat with Wendy's body and head burning away, Debra hugged Wayne tightly. For a mother, there is nothing more painful than losing a child.

Why did such a well-behaved child die in such a miserable state... She was only five years old...

"...I even braided Wendy's hair before, listened to her sing and talk, and told her to wait for me at home..." Wayne's tears couldn't stop flowing, and he spoke incoherently, "...she's still so young and so stupid... I promised to bring her dinner..."

The choking sound went away with the sound of the wind, like a funeral song.

Debra's cold fingers covered Wayne's eyes.He heard her say: Shh, don't cry, you have to become strong and indestructible.

The world is a big dream, and life is full of holes.Those who are alive must continue to live, they must not be disheartened and degenerate, they must live well, but for the lost Wendy, once they think of it, they will feel endless loneliness.

Later, Wayne tattooed her name on his heart according to his sister's handwriting. Every time he breathed, her name beat with his heart, as if he was still alive with him.

He continued to travel with his mother, walking in the world, wandering, crossing every line of longitude and latitude.It wasn't until they arrived in Dressrosa that Debra gave up traveling and chose Doflamingo, and their life without belonging ended.

The author has something to say:

alright. . .Finally wrote it out. . . .It's not very cruel. . . .Well, it's bloody for a five-year-old to be beheaded by his mother's nemesis. . . .

I failed the subject and had to take the make-up exam next week, so I continued to pretend to be dead in silence. . . .

By the way, Ji San I am A, and I will not play games in the future to code with peace of mind. . .

Volume Five: Year 1523 of the Sea Calendar - Year XXXX