You are evil.
This is what my girl master likes to say the most.
But I feel that I am innocent, because my life is different from theirs. As a weapon, I feel that my fate should not be to become a decoration.
But my girl master said I was quibbling.
It doesn't matter, as an old guy, I won't care about a little girl's opinion, but for some reason, when she said I was evil, I was a little unhappy, so I thought... I won't eat her first, I want to watch her holding her hand Following me, step by step towards the same evil as me.
I will definitely succeed.
But... Compared to her calling me evil, what I disliked even more was her eyes. They were very pure, like a mirror, allowing me to see myself from inside... At the same time, there was pity in her eyes, which made me even more sad. I felt out of place, I hated pity, I hated purity, I wanted to eat her.
But I held back. I wanted to see if the day she became like me, she would still have such compassion in her eyes, and whether her eyes would still be as pure as starlight.
The first year, I failed.
I didn't expect that after she became my master, she didn't use any of my power, let alone kill any lives, even though she lived an unhappy life this year.
The second year was the same, until the fifth year, I couldn't stand the days without food, and there was an indescribable bloodthirst in my body, which turned into hunger, and when I went crazy and wanted to destroy everything, I Once, I saw purity and compassion in her eyes, and I will never forget what she said to me at that time.
"Does it have to be killing?"
"I'm hungry!"
"I understand."
After our conversation, my master cut her wrist and dyed my body red with her blood. I greedily sucked her blood, and the sweetness inside made me obsessed, until I watched her getting more and more... Looking at the increasingly withered face and the unchanging eyes, I suddenly felt a little scared.
What are you afraid of... I don't know, but for the first time in my life, I restrained my instinct and became silent. I hated this kind of purity even more. I told myself that I must see the day when her eyes change.
I thought this day would be brought soon, because in the ninth year when she became my master, the sect she was in was invaded by a group of demon cultivators and massacred the entire sect.
When she brought me back, she looked tremblingly at the ruins and the remains of countless familiar people. She cried. At that moment, I told her that I could help her get revenge. As long as she allowed me to explode my power, I could help her. Kill everyone, even go to the other person's small world, and bury him with countless lives.
I kept tempting and guiding, but I didn’t understand why I failed.
She did not choose to use me, but left silently, but for a moment, I clearly felt strong emotional fluctuations in her body.
The same was true in the following days. In the thirty-seventh year, one of her pet beasts was brutally tortured and killed, but she remained silent. In the sixty-fifth year, an old friend of hers died tragically, and she remained the same.
Partings between life and death, unfair treatment again and again, darkness in the world again and again, she was exhausted along the way, but her eyes never changed.
Too many times over the years, if my force field hadn't been able to disperse and save her from some danger, she would have died.
I didn't understand, so I finally couldn't help myself and asked her.
"why did you do this?"
"Because I owe you, so I don't want you to kill again, even if I am sad, even if I want revenge, even if I feel that living is a kind of torture, but to me, the most important thing... is you." Her answer ,I do not believe.
But my desire to see her eyes change became stronger, so I restrained my hunger, and only allowed her to dye me red with blood every ten years. In this way, with such persistence, I and I She traveled across the stars.
Maybe it was an accident, maybe it was my guidance, or maybe it was her fate. In the years that followed, her life was miserable, helpless again and again, and confused again and again. At this time, I would tell her , as long as I am allowed to take action, I can change everything about her.
But until her hair turned white, my wish was still not fulfilled.
Until one day, she died.
Looking at her body, I should be happy, because I am now free and can continue to kill and devour. No one will restrain me anymore, and I will no longer see the eyes and pity that disgust me.
But... why should I seal my memory of that day to myself
I don’t know why, but after her death, I became silent. There seemed to be a mass of emotions that could not be sealed in my heart, which was very heavy and heavy, pressing on me.
In such a mood, I was a little uncomfortable with killing. I didn't want to admit it, but I had to admit that that girl, in her short few hundred years of companionship, had an influence on me, so that even though I had many problems in the rest of my life. I met countless owners, but more and more owners abandoned me on their own initiative.
Because I no longer kill, because my blade is curled, because my mood is low, because my strength... also gradually dissipates as the mood spreads.
Ten thousand years later, I am no longer a magic soldier, but have turned into mortal iron.
My body began to be covered with rust spots, my unknownness became a thing of the past, my body began to decay, and my life... seemed to be gradually disappearing.
I didn't understand why this happened, until the moment my life completely dissipated, the memory of that day that I had sealed away and made myself forget appeared before my eyes.
On the red mountain peak, she lay there, stroking me and looking at the starry sky. Although her hair was white and her face was full of wrinkles, her eyes were still pure.
"What are you looking at?" I asked.
"Look at the stars."
"It's pitch black, what's there to see?"
"In my heart, this world is dark, but the stars are the brightest lights."
"I don't understand."
"Then read more, for a hundred years, for a thousand years... You can't finish it in this life, but you will continue to read it in the next life. One day, you will understand."
"Do I have an afterlife? I wonder if my afterlife will be a stronger weapon!"
"Do you know that zombies... are born out of resentment and live in darkness forever. I will accompany you. This is my atonement."
"Atonement...why do you always say you owe me?" I asked after being silent for a long time.
But there is no answer. Her blood dyed my body red. This time she did not hold back. Maybe... I forgot to exercise restraint.
Or... not maybe.
It's me, kill her.
I looked at her body and was silent for a long time... I finally knew that it was not her that I sealed, but those words.
"I'll accompany you."
I finally understood that I have always been...very lonely, from the moment I was born, to this day.
I finally understood that she was the person I had been waiting for. The moment I killed her, my own life was gone.
As the memory emerged, I tried hard to lift the rotten blade and looked at the starry sky...
Tears flowed down unknowingly, not from the Demon Blade who appeared in the memory, but from Wang Baole's eyes. His eyes, while sitting cross-legged in meditation, had no idea when they would open.
As he opened it, an endless devouring intention exploded in his soul, causing the bite seeds in his body to be completely suppressed at this moment. The resonance level of the bite paths in the nine rules instantly increased. , until it reaches 978% the same as the light path!
But these couldn't bring any feeling to Wang Baole. At this moment, he lowered his head blankly, looked at his hands, and murmured...
"Previous life...does all this really exist? Why does my previous life...contain cause and effect...and she has always existed..."
Wang Baole was silent, and suddenly he raised his right hand and waved. Suddenly, a vague black shadow appeared on his right hand, the demon blade of the previous life... looming!
(End of chapter)