The Weakest Undefeated
Chapter 9: The Other Side of Love
Everyone is a reflection of how the world treats them. Evil or good, gentle or rude, considerate or indifferent, cheerful or gloomy, happy or depressed, all depend on how the world treats you. Only by looking at the nature of the person can we know what kind of world he lives in, what kind of life he lives and what treatment he gets.
No human being is born with a demon soul, all babies are born pure and innocent like untarnished paper.
But, uh,
No matter how hard and far I go with the river in my mind I still don't understand it,
What kind of world does this girl live in.......
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“AAARRGHGHHH!!”
Forcibly my right hand was held together with the floor with a knife that pierced my hand into a strong stick on the wooden floor.
“Ah, forgive me... must hurt yes... forgive me, end you keep away from me.” With a very worried face he immediately sat on my two rebellious legs enduring the pain and hugged my head that was struggling with the pain lovingly.
Tears flowed hard not to withstand the pain and for a while my brain could no longer be used to think clearly with all this pain.
It hurts!
It hurts!
It hurts!
It hurts!
The blood ceaselessly flowed down the floor to form a puddle that created a reflection of my shadow sitting leaning against the wall thrashing in pain with the girl who was gently hugging my head in affection.
“Cup...Cup....Cup...gpp – gpp I'm here kok.” She whispered softly as she rubbed my hair slowly.
Dak!
Dak!
Dak!
The sound of my feet hitting the floor thrashed - the thrashing with pain, the longer my legs slowed and weakened.
The right hand that was glued to the floor, the left hand that was hollowed out, the, the blood that continued to flow covered my entire shadow made me feel immeasurable weakness in every single moment of pain that continued to torment me endlessly.
This room is getting darker..... Is it just my feelings?
After my body no longer had any energy left I just fell silent like a puppet with resignation, all I could do was try my hardest to breathe even with an irregular and very fast rhythm.
“Well, calm down. Dionku must have....” whispered gently in my ear but his voice sounded cut into pieces.
Whahuh? What'd he say? I can't hear it clearly.
His voice sounded smaller and disjointed it felt like hearing in the water although it was heard but very unclear because of the disruption of the sound of the sea flow but this difference is not the sound of the sea stream but the sound of my own heart.
Dugm!
Dugm!
Dugm!
Dugm!
Dugm!
The sound of the heart that is getting longer the greater the pause that is in each beat.
Bruak!!
The sound of the door opening loudly, as I raised my face slowly trying to glance at it I realized that it was too late, my eyes could no longer display anything but pitch black.
The sound of people talking but very unclear and my brain is no longer able to process and assemble the pieces of sound that exist then just ended up ignoring the indistinct sound, it was clear that the sound was loud enough to reach my already very weak ears.
Si-suck! W.consciousness..ku.....
Plaque!
A raw slap landed onto my cheek and managed to keep my consciousness awake but it only lasted for a moment.
Plaque!
Once again a slap landed and forced me back into the real world with the awareness. On the other hand I felt the warmth that radiated from the entire center of the wound in my body, before long the pain that
all this time burying me in suffering slowly for the sake of slowly no longer felt.
The agony that continued to torment me instantly turned into calmness, like a puddle of water shaken by the wave currents on the surface and now slowly began to return to its stability.
The forehead wrinkle on my face began to detach by itself, but even so the feeling of weakness and also my senses no longer returned.
Eyes that no longer function and ears that have trouble hearing as well as brains that are no longer strong to work make me end up a puppet that can not see, hear, and hear, thinking or moving and also managed to lead me to a deep sleep that I never knew when I woke up.
Cat!
There was a loud sound of broken glass, loud enough to make me open my eyes.
A white ceiling without any foreign motives or waves, I turned my head to realize that I was lying on the bed with a gentle wind blowing against my face from the broken glass window.
“Hospital?” my small mutter that suddenly got an answer from the opposite direction I stared.
“More precisely my room anyway.”
As I turned my head it turned out that the voice was coming from the girl again, she casually sat looking at me while leaning her head against her delicate palm. Again the presence of a mask on his face made me unable to
guessing what expression is created behind it makes it difficult for me to read all the motives in each action and word.
When I took out my hand that was about to secure my body from the blanket I suddenly found a small red pipe attached to my left wrist, at the same time I saw the same pipe slung on the girl's wrist.
“Gpp silent just do not move dlu, want to eat something? I'm bribe kok.”
I followed his orders and leaned my head back against the cushion and looked up at the red sky at night from outside the window.
“Now where am I?”
“Kingdom Dimeria.”
"How long have I been asleep?"
"It's long enough to make the sun go out of our sight."
The silence created in the past few moments the girl destroyed it by making me another choice.
“Hey, Dion. Surrender to be King of Celestia. By my authority here I could have made you king of Dimeria easily. That way you no longer have to risk your life, here you will be safe because it is with me.” He bid while turning my head towards her and slowly brought his face closer without a mask to me.
***Peace life*****\, is the most desirable thing in the world**. Far from the pain\, Far from suffering\, far from misery\, just enjoying the moment by second spread happiness and laughing freely looking at the green nature without a drop of blood on it.*
As I focused in my mind the distance between our lips grew smaller.
A paradise I've been dreaming of, I've fought so hard enough and now can I relax and get away from those blood-filled days?
The moment I wanted to accept his offer suddenly came the voice of someone from within my brain memory.
“Dion.”
An old sight, a memory almost buried by blood-soaked memories.
Who exactly am I standing for?
Who have I been fighting for all this time?
Who have I been fighting death for?
Is correct.....
All this for the sake of one name...
He's the one I love, he's the one,
He's the one I need to protect, though,
He is the direction of my life,
A name that allows me to rise again and again and challenge death....
Artie....
Ilove you....
As our lips were about to meet I opened my mouth and said,
“Restore me.” With a determination that was already unanimous I threw my answer and stopped the girl.
The first time I could see his face clearly without a mask but it was a pity that the first impression had to be filled with a surprised face mixed with disappointment.
“So you still choose Artia, yes.” His little murmur,
“Because of him, you have to go through all this suffering.” He continued muttering to himself in a small voice until I could not hear him.
Although I could not hear it but I felt something strange the whole atmosphere around me as if shaking, all the items in the room suddenly started to float with the girl's body shrouded in aura
blacker.
Cracks!
The wall behind the girl suddenly cracked by itself.
“KUBAKAN THE GIRL!” He instantly whipped out the pipe on his wrist and immediately shot out leaping out through the high-floor window so quickly that it ruffled the room with just a wave of air as he jumped.
In an instant he instantly disappeared in the darkness of the night mixed with the moonlight.
One unkempt sentence with a serious eye was filled with wrath and the six continued to be etched in my brain.
But just before he disappeared from behind the window I saw a black hole next to him that pulled out a sword. With just a quick look, all my questions were answered.
Who's the girl?
How did he overcome the 4 people who surrounded me so quickly?
Of his strength is unmistakable, there are only 1 person who has that power in the world,
***[Dimeria Elsie\, The only Exceed class S in the Dimeria kingdom]** *
He is included in my record one of the people who should not be an opponent and should be wary.
Unbeknownst to me I had made a new threat to Artia and by the time I realized it, the girl had disappeared without a trace.
I tried to chase him however,
Brak!
With both of my weak legs I could not even support my own body and ended up slumped on the porcelain floor reflecting my pitiful and helpless face.
I knew I was not a perfect person, I also realized I was a weak person both physically and mentally, just a boy who tried hard to protect 1 girl.
My life has only been filled with failure, but it has made me forget the meaning of the word surrender.
I clenched my hands together and pulled my whole body forcefully towards the window, some broken glass scattered on the floor stuck and was dragged by my body but when compared to the injuries I had suffered from such small injuries I could still bear.
After a while I finally managed to grab the wall at the end of the room, I raised my hand up to the height of my hand until I finally managed to reach the window frame. With all the energy I had pulled my body up and held onto the window frame, that was when I realized the difference in my abilities with the girl.
I realized that I was at the top of a 70th floor building so tall that there was no longer any visible base of the building, and the girl could jump without hesitation.
"If chasing after him is impossible how can I stop him?! DAMN IT!!"
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