"New Type Gale"
Tipping her toe lightly, Ais, transforming into a Battle Angel, crossed an immense distance in a single stride.
Behind her, overlapping afterimages and the external clamor were left behind.
She had finally thrust this sword.
The slaughter was over.
The man's suicidal resolve was finally answered.
His killing intent dissipated entirely as the sword pierced his heart.
Eugene was dead.
Or rather, he was about to be dead.
People could not see the movement of this sword.
They stared dumbfounded as the prolonged afterimage trailing Ais slowly vanished.
Finally, all that remained before their eyes were the man and woman pressed closely together.
It was the most intimate, yet cruel embrace.
Pitter-patter…
Both Ais and Eugene had lost their strength.
Excessive blood loss caused both of them to simultaneously lose all their magical power and aura.
"Gulp."
Swallowing a mouthful of blood with difficulty, Eugene smiled.
"Well done, girl."
"Mm."
"You exceeded everyone's expectations."
"Mm."
"This time, you can save everyone with your own hands."
"Mm."
They leaned on each other, speaking in whispers at such close range.
"Is there... anything you want to ask?" Eugene spoke.
"Who are you?"
This was the question Ais wanted to know most.
She raised her eyes, blinking her exquisite pupils, which seemed to hold both pity and sorrow.
"Me... haha."
Eugene's acting kicked in, and he began to operate the Scumbag's Handbook.
Handbook's First Stance—Quickly Code and Elaborate!
"Once upon a time, there was a silly boy who yearned for a princess."
"To keep up with her pace, he tried desperately, but was left further and further behind."
"Fortunately, he had a special talent that prevented him from becoming ordinary."
"Because of this talent, he entered the princess's sight."
"Although their interactions were few, every encounter with her made the silly boy feel incredibly happy."
"However, these days quickly ended."
"That dragon came."
"It brought an irresistible power and turned everything the silly boy knew into ashes."
"Whether they were strong people or the gods, the only outcome was destruction."
"And the princess, she shouldered the responsibility of leading people in the resistance."
"But she wasn't strong enough."
"Failure after failure caused the princess to despair too."
"She didn't know how to deal with that monster, only watching helplessly as everything she cared about disappeared in the flames."
"She was severely wounded but was saved by the silly boy."
"They hid in a place together and tended to their injuries."
"Day after day, the princess gradually recovered, but she never smiled again."
"Anyone who saw that dragon would become that way."
"The silly boy also lost his friends, but he worked hard to live, forcing a smile every day."
"At first, she didn't understand."
"Why, after losing everything just the same, could this person still smile?"
"The silly boy told her he smiled for the people and things that were lost."
"Even though they were gone, they wouldn't want to see the living perpetually mournful and sorrowful."
"If one constantly wallowed in the past, what difference was there from death?"
"Perhaps because they were in a desperate situation, the silly boy's smile touched her."
"The princess slowly cheered up, and the distance between them grew shorter and shorter."
"Until one day, the silly boy mustered the courage to confess to her."
"But they were still found by the dragon."
"It shouldn't have left its territory; no one knew what happened."
"In short, the end came just like that."
"The princess took up her sword once more, but this time, she didn't lead anyone."
"She transformed into a black Angel of Vengeance, pouring all her hatred into the sword."
"That battle was truly shocking."
"However, she still lost."
"She fell from the sky."
"And this time, the silly boy couldn't catch her."
"'Thank you for saving me, thank you for smiling at me.'"
"'Thank you, without you, I would have died once already.'"
"The princess kissed his palm and told him that she actually liked him too."
"He couldn't tell if it was sincere or just comfort, but the princess could no longer answer him."
"The dragon's power swept away everything, sending the gods back to heaven."
"But the silly boy, relying on his talent, entered a dream."
"In the dream, everything could still be saved."
"In the dream, the princess was still so far away from him."
"In the dream, he couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion."
"But the silly boy was determined to save her no matter what."
"Even if they would miss each other forever."
"Because she was the true hope."
Eugene finished his fabrication here, timely spitting out a mouthful of blood.
His body went limp, dragging Ais down with him to their knees.
"You, you are..."
Ais's eyes widened, her gaze toward Eugene becoming increasingly panicked.
She understood.
The protagonist of the story.
"Don't cry, be strong."
"This time, you can't be protected by everyone all the time."
"You have to save everyone, okay?"
He made a final expression, based on the last smile of Uchiha Itachi before his death.
At this moment, Ais's heart constricted.
She felt a powerful bond and connection of fate on this man.
It was him, it really was him.
Ais completely panicked.
She looked at Eugene's chest; everything was irreversible.
The silly boy, who had gone through countless hardships to travel through the cycle of reincarnation just to save her, was now personally ended by the one he loved most.
"Didn't I tell you not to cry?"
Eugene raised his hand to caress her cheek.
It was then Ais realized her tears were flowing uncontrollably.
She felt the temperature slowly leaving the man's palm. Her throat felt blocked, she wanted to scream loudly, but she couldn't.
What have I done?
She questioned herself internally.
She had swung that sword at this stranger who loved her across time.
This sword had made her strong, but it also changed fate.
There would be no further connection between the two of them.
"No, no!"
She felt the strength leaning against her from Eugene grow weaker and weaker.
"I'm sorry, this was the only way to save you," Eugene apologized softly and gently.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made you remember me."
"But, I, I really was unwilling."
He started to convulse, showing signs of imminent death.
Ais hugged him tightly. The more she squeezed, the more she felt that invisible line of fate.
"Tell me! Tell me who you are!"
The girl's eyes were red as she cried out to him.
But Eugene smiled and shook his head.
"You are no longer my princess."
"You are already a Battle Angel."
"So, you must walk on bravely and lead everyone to victory."
As he spoke, his body suddenly slumped to the side powerlessly.
The broken sword in his chest fell out with this movement.
Blood spilled from Eugene's mouth and nose, his body collapsed on the ground, his breathing intermittent.
His end was nigh.
No! No!
Ais looked at the blood staining her hands, fearfully wanting to stop all of it.
But the dream was already broken.
The barely breathing Eugene gripped her hand and kissed her palm.
Just as the story had described.
"Farewell, Princess."
"Please don't take it to heart."
"Because in this world, there are many others like me."
"Who deeply love you..."
Before he finished speaking, Eugene's hand dropped.
And at the same time, tiny lights illuminated various parts of his body.
Like flakes of soul light, ascending to the heavens.
Ais's eyes were stung by the increasingly bright light.
She desperately lunged forward, trying to grasp Eugene's "soul."
But she couldn't grasp anything.
Crack...
Suddenly, a crisp sound echoed in Ais's ear.
... ... 0
She looked down in horror, realizing her knee had actually crushed Eugene's arm!
His body was rapidly disintegrating, turning into lifeless dust.
Like the sand of a succubus in legends.
This is fake, it's a trick!
Ais, having been fooled by the doll twice already, would no longer believe anything this man did.
He must have gone somewhere else and hidden!
However, when the dust cleared and the doll completely shattered, the pitch-black trench coat remained where it was.
The bloodstains on it were still clear.
He truly died.
Without leaving a name.
Just as he said, this was just a dream.
But, could a dream have this kind of warmth?
Ais's hands tightly gripped the coat, which still held his scent and warmth.
She hugged it to her chest, unable to accept the fact.
The Battle Angel who had been so magnificent moments before, now knelt in the center of the arena like an abandoned girl, letting out heartbreaking sobs.
And all of this was witnessed by countless people.
And seen by the three executives who had rushed over.
The man used a doll to deceive everyone.
But even he himself was just a doll.
So, out of this series of events staged today, what was actually real?
People looked toward the center of the arena, speechless for a long time.
If Eugene was truly a villain.
Then could he have possessed such a pure light of the soul?
...
Outside the arena, the three girls, Lili, Chloe, and Nord, who had heeded Eugene's advice and timely left the Coliseum, were anxiously waiting on the periphery.
They didn't know what Eugene had been through.
The sounds of fierce fighting inside made them nervous.
But just as they heard the fighting stop and were about to return to witness everything.
Whoosh!
Lili's vision suddenly heightened.
Her first reaction was surprise, but the familiar hug that followed immediately made her unable to resist embracing the man.
"Yo! Girls!" Eugene, in casual clothes, appeared stylishly on the street. He was holding Lili, completely unscathed.
"Boars!!" Chloe and Nord simultaneously rushed forward, tightly hugging Eugene.
And Lili was practically about to cry.
"Did you all underestimate me too much?"
"I told you, didn't I? Everything is under control."
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