The World Requiem 소설 & 이야기

A cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang out. [Do you want to leave this world?] "Yes." My mom held me tightly. In my dad's horrified stare, she jumped. He lunged forward like a madman, but his hands grabbed nothing but air. My mom's voice was ice cold. "David, goodbye forever." The next second, our bodies were wrapped in a soft glow and disappeared completely before his eyes.

“This is what we came for. Not to rule. Not to destroy. Not to become one endless thing. To weave the threads back together, so the world can be whole again.” For a long moment, there was silence. The Unwoven’s chaotic light swirled, shifting, and for a heartbeat, it almost seemed to calm. The trembling ground stilled. The heavy weight in the air lifted just a little. But then, a sharp, desperate cry cut through the quiet. “No!”

“That will kill you.” He looks at me — really looks — and for a moment I see peace in his expression. “Maybe it’s time something ended.” “Axel, please—” But before I can reach him, the ground trembles. The sky splits open. And from the center of the ruins, a voice rises — cold, mechanical, familiar. > “Reboot complete.” I grab his arm, the wind tearing around us. “What’s happening?” He stares into the light ahead. “The world just remembered us.”

I let the low melody of the music playing over the radio invade the sepulchre of that moment, after all, that's what we looked like. Two dead people. The harmony of What's Left from Three Doors Down resonated ironically, almost like a punch of truths scattered through every word Brad Arnold sang. "It's time for me to let you go, that's what we have to do. It's time to give this up, I think we already knew that. There's nothing left for us to talk about, there's nothing left to prove." Perfect timing, isn't it? Life is a succession of debauched events that play out right in front of you, leaving you only to accept that perhaps nothing can be done except accept the rules of the game.

And that emptiness recognized him as someone of his own. Only vaguely was he aware of the kicking of horse hooves outside, the screams of men, and then the sound of booted feet coming down the stone steps into the tomb. The screams grew louder. Theodria yelled something in the arcane tongue, but Vikto's daze prevented her from hearing the spell correctly. There was the clatter of steel against stone, the wet thud of swords striking flesh, and a god-fearing oath. Viktor opened his tear-filled eyes and glanced back across the deadly shadow world at the same time to see Inquisitor Felix Crissinger clash with the undead of the Tomb Raider.

A small case… originally I’d thought it was just to hold my sunglasses, which folded up tightly, but… No. That wasn’t it. This case was for something else. Something important. Something… I had to find. I felt a few tears come to my eyes. This was so damn frustrating! General Case had a lot to answer for… I couldn’t help feeling that he was the one that should be put up against a wall and shot. He’d taken my life from me… and I needed it back. It was important… no, it was critical. The world depended on it. I wasn’t sure how I knew that, but somehow, I did. Without me and whatever it was I was supposed to find, the world would continue to die.

"I’m cleaning the slate." The world went white. The final resonance of the Ledger hummed one last time—a low, thunderous bass note that shook the foundations of the earth—and then, the hum died. Silence rushed in to fill the void, absolute and suffocating. Then, the floor vanished.

~~~ R-O-M-12:12—12|13|14|15 - hope II-C-O-R-4:10—31|32|33|34|35 - dying J-O-H-N-3:16—17|18|19|20|21 - world 4_2_3_5_5 H O P E _ _ _ _ _ D Y I N G W O R L D 4 2 3 5 5 ~~~ “Hope on the Dying World?” - Xol “Hope in the Dying World?” - Czaquira “Hope of the Dying World.” Timotheus uttered.

Out of time. She trembles. She almost cries with pleasure. And I lose myself in her. When she screams my name, it's no longer a call. It's an end of the world. I am no longer a man. I am the weapon. I am the fire. And she… she offers me her last resistance so that I burn her. And I do. Until nothing remains but us. Naked. Breathless. Destroyed. And more alive than ever. ---

Emily laughed through her tears. Aria opened her eyes. “Mama.” “Yes?” “It's gone.” Emily looked toward the sky. The creature had vanished. The Fourth World was gone. Lucian slowly lowered his sword. The First Soul stood beside him. Stella emerged from the house. Elias ran toward them. For the first time in what felt like centuries, there was silence. Real silence. Emily looked at Kael. “Is it over?” Kael smiled. “I think so.” Lucian shook his head.