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Densetsu no Yuusha no Densetsu (Light Novel) - Volume 1: The Napping Kingdom’s Ambition, Prologue I: We Come From Where the Reaper Dwells—
Volume 1: The Napping Kingdom’s Ambition, Prologue I: We Come From Where the Reaper Dwells—
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It was something that happened often here…
“…If we don’t die and become adults, will you marry me?” The flaxen-haired girl asked with a calm, but crying face.
The boy’s unmotivated eyes jolted… but even as his dry eyes met hers, wet with tears, they remained empty.
“If we don’t die, and become adults…”
He thought that was impossible. No, maybe she thought so too. Thought they’d die.
This orphanage was overflowing with death. It was truly everywhere.
This world was overflowing with death. Even two small children could comprehend that.
The girl whispered. “If we survive… we should…”
He didn’t reply. Her wish was an unattainable dream; an illusion that died as it hit his ears.
“If we survive… we should…” Her words cut off there as her shoulders were suddenly caught by a middle aged man clad in a black suit.
“It’s time. Stop your crying. You no longer need these weak emotions. If you’re weak, you’ll die. That’s all there is to it.”
Right. That was all there was to it. He understood that.
Fear crossed her face for an instant. “Yes,” she agreed and nodded. She peered into the boy’s face for a second, but he’d sunk into silence, eyes as relaxed and unmotivated as ever. In any case, he seemed uninterested in answering her…
“……”
Right. She understood. They were going to die either way, so there was no meaning in making a promise for the future. Her face froze in place. Maybe they couldn’t even smile anymore.
“Let’s go,” the man said.
She nodded and walked. It was a path devoid of meaning. They had no goals, no dreams, and no hope. From here on, she’d be that man’s puppet.
Suddenly, the boy raised his voice. “Hey.” His tone was about as spirited as ever, but… he called out to her. “You cry too much. And don’t say you’ll die - you’re tough. And I don’t plan on dying, so…”
Without thinking, she turned back to him. Emotion returned to her, and her eyes overflowed with tears.
At that he looked troubled, and a little annoyed with her, but he smiled. “So… you can’t die either.”
“…I won’t!” She said and gave him a big nod.
It was a faraway memory from when they were young. That promise remained etched deeply in her heart…
