Is this what death feels like
Although he was in a sea of fire, Lorenzo could not feel the burning pain. On the contrary, he felt like he was immersed in invisible sea water and could only feel unspeakable coldness, as if ice vines were entwined around his body.
This feeling was really unexpected. It was not the first time that Lorenzo faced death. He always wandered on the border between life and death, brushing shoulders with the god of death. Before the guillotine of death fell, he escaped with everything on the gambling table.
But it seems that Lorenzo will not be able to escape unscathed this time.
Moriarty was not dead yet. He moaned in pain in the sea of fire, covering the hideous wound on his head with one hand and picking up the spiked sword with the other hand, pointing randomly. He didn't know any swordsmanship at all. After losing his power, he was just an ordinary madman. But even though he was blinded by Lorenzo, Moriarty still refused to admit defeat.
He, like Lorenzo, will not stop until he is truly and completely dead.
Lorenzo stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out the spiked sword from his chest. Blood gushed out along the gap between steel and flesh, but gradually the blood stopped, as if this body had been completely drained of everything by the continuous injuries.
Death is a strange thing, and everyone has different views on it. According to the teachings of the Evangelical Church, death is a good thing, believers will go to heaven, and sinners will go to hell. Some people think that death will lead to another world, which is a lonely and gray world. No matter which direction you go, it is endless gray and black, and you will experience almost eternal despair.
In Lorenzo's view, death is not so mythical. Once dead, you are dead. There is nothing and nothing can be left behind. It is like a dream that you will never wake up from.
However, there is a slight difference. Lorenzo has always felt that death is a long process, not the kind of death that is believed to be biologically. He feels that the death of the body is only the beginning of death. When the last person who remembers the deceased also forgets him, that is the real death and the end of death.
No one remembers him anymore, and no one knows his past. Everything in his life has turned into empty dust and drifted away, as if he had never really existed in this world.
Forgetting is the real death.
Something had touched him, and Lorenzo gradually remembered that he could feel the violent vibration under his chest, and he didn't know whether it was caused by happiness or fear.
The name is a wish...
Twisting the blade vigorously, he slowly pulled it out of the flesh.
Lorenzo cannot die yet. He is the only one who remembers those people. If he dies, these poor guys will really die. Even for these unfortunate guys, Lorenzo has to live.
He was no longer the lonely witcher. He gradually remembered everything, everything that had been deliberately concealed.
The spiked sword that pierced his chest was taken out, and Lorenzo leaned on it to prevent himself from falling down due to blood loss.
But strangely, there was a twisted fragment on the spiked sword. Lorenzo's vision gradually blurred, but he could still barely make out its appearance.