Sinking through the deep waters of blood.
　Down, down, down.
　With the curse that keeps resounding, I have no choice but to fall down the hell.

'He's gone ....... One more person has escaped ......--'
He's gone. "You've carried Fania's blood on your back for a thousand years.
'Resentful, jealous ....... But oh, oh, oh ......--'

　There is nothing else.
　There are no boundaries.
　There is no resistance at all.
　There is no choice but to be drowned in this red curse.

　Gradually, after the victor leaves, the "voice he doesn't want to hear" becomes weak and fades away. Instead, only the loser's 'voice I don't want to hear' remains and begins to stand out.

''--But it can't be helped. The boy was different from us in the underground from the beginning. He was someone who lived on top of the earth.

　I don't want to hear it.
　But I can't cover my ears anymore.
　The countless hands that multiplied have all melted and disappeared.
　Only my torso sinks and I can only look up.

　Looking back, this bright red sea sky was the light of my life.
　I didn't have the strength to look down at my body, so I let that light burn into my crackled mind and fall.

　Soon the rest of my body will be melted.
　I will be digested by hell, and only my soul will be left behind.

I'm not going to be able to do anything about it. "Therefore, this whole thing is unavoidable.
'I can't help it, etc. ......, no way ....... Oh ......, no way, oh no, oh no--'
"He was not one of us. He was 'successful' from the start.

　Even that last remaining soul would dissolve, mingle and disappear in this ringing curse.
　In other words, I've finally arrived at the conclusion of my story.

''Hmph, coo, haha ......, aaah ......''

　A little bit of regret.
　After all, I was almost ready to have a heart attack with him.

　But in the end, I was easily able to overcome the magic "Living and Living Red (Hell Vilmilion Hell)".
　It can't be explained only by habituation and mental strength before he was born. Perhaps he had a heavy sense of guilt from the beginning, hearing something he didn't want to hear. And he was also a strong man who had overcome that guilt.

　To put it simply, this 《Living and Living Red (Hell Villemillion Hell)》 was a magic that was special for 'weak people' but couldn't be understood by 'strong people'.

''Ah, kukkaku ......, haha .......''

　He regretted, laughed, and sighed.

　I was somewhat convinced.
　I was desperately trying to drag him away, but mostly I was pretending (...).
　The reason I was so resentful and jealous was because somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew that I couldn't win.

　He had been saying it himself for a thousand years, but he was born a 'strong man'.
　He built up a convenient voice for himself and used that voice of support to become as strong as he could get.
　Anyway, he has high 'qualities'. That's why I always have a good heart.
　I am not rotten even in a nightmare where suicide is the only way to salvation.
　He rejoices that he can become stronger in the face of desperate 'trials'.

　I can't do it.
　There was no way I could have a bright hope in my nightmare.
　I tasted the hell out of this world and quickly rotted away.
　I laughed that I couldn't be strong anymore, so I looked for someone weaker than me and I was on top.

　So this is the ending I knew all along.
　Same as it was a thousand years ago.
　You left that day.
　I didn't get out that day.
　I was never going to see you again.

　I knew that reality from the beginning. ......
　That's why I don't want you to ever go 'home' again. ......
　I can't help but hate everything over here (this is what happens), even if you show me your face .......

'- Therefore, we are a pathetic 'failure'. Admittedly, it's all too late. Really everything, already.

　No, I don't think it's all too late.
　A thousand years later, after gaining a body of flesh like this, there's only one thing I've finally gained.
　It's as important as my wish to reunite with my childhood friend, the boy who held the same 'dream' for me.
　Before it disappears, I hastily call out.

'...... guys (...) I've always wanted to say .......

　Beyond that, I believe, like my childhood friends, that I will be there.
　Because it's the last time, I talk to my surrogate parents who have taken care of me for a thousand years.

'Thank you ...... for never letting me go, even to this point. Thank you so much ...... for trying to kill me for being 'unlucky' and 'unfortunate'.

　The curse turned to silence for a moment.
　Immediately a gentle voice is spoken to me, directed at me.

I hope you will forgive Neisha, whose only salvation is death, and when you wake up from your nightmare, you will continue to hate the world that is only a nightmare.

　I've always hated this gentle, weak encouragement.
　It's because I didn't want to admit that I was the weak one being encouraged.

　But from now on, I'm going to be with the curse of the 'Blood Demon Beasts'.

Yes, I have no choice but to look up." "Here with us, I will continue to resent you." "Here I will also continue to resent you." "I will continue to resent, envy and suffer." "I will not forgive you, I will not be forgiven." "Oh, I couldn't forgive you. But I was also unforgiven--

　I joined the ranks of the 'Blood Demon Beast' and my body and thoughts turned red.

　Was Oyasama able to see this future of mine from the beginning?
　After I finished spitting out my leftover words, I sank into the bottom of the bright red blood, satisfied with a little bit of satisfaction even if I wasn't saved.
　It's not so different from the magic that paints it black with the example of ■■■■ and the ending--

'I can't reach the top anymore.' 'He didn't listen to me.' 'He didn't listen to me.' 'He left me at the bottom. 'I didn't ask him anything.' 'He left me at the bottom.' 'He left me there. I can't do anything about it." "I can't do anything about it." "I have no choice but to bear a grudge." "I will regret it all." "I will regret it all." "I will not bear a grudge." "How much more will I bear?" "I will continue to bear a grudge in the depths of my blood." "I will continue to bear a grudge." "I will bear a grudge." "I will bear a grudge.

　It is being painted over.
　The difference between this and Guru's salvation is black or red.
　The only difference would be the color.

　--only, I chose red.

　Because it's the color of my home.
　No matter how painful it was, I felt it was a little different to 'pretend' it wasn't there with Oyasama's gentle black color.
　Because this red is the color of my family.

　Goodbye, I want this red color.
　I want to be red.

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　Only red already.
　It's supposed to be red.

　The sound of trembling, joining us.
　That and the feeling of being pulled out. Instantly, my boundaries are being returned to me.

　I no longer feel like I'm sinking.
　On the contrary, I'm experiencing the opposite sensation.

　I feel like I'm floating.
　Before I know it, there's also the sensation of being grabbed.

　Someone is holding my torso that has lost its limbs.
　Indeed, there is an arm holding my body.

　That someone is trying to float instead of sink.
　Maybe it's swimming .......
　But by floating, I mean, the destination is up .......
　I'm trying to get out of here, and I'm heading up .......
　Desperately swimming ......, swimming and swimming and swimming.
　Swim and two people, up to ...... U, up to?

　On the ground (above) ......?
　I don't like it .......
　I don't want to go to the top .......
　I don't want to admit it. If I leave, I will die. I'll just die miserably, scorched by the light of the earth (above) and exposed to the 'misery'. I'd rather obey the law and stay crazy than be that way. I'd rather stay mad!　To the very end, to the very end, to the very end, I want to be crazy!　So stop!　Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!　Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop--!

"Stop!

　It was instinct.
　I screamed in anger that I couldn't forgive him.

　And immediately I opened my eyes.
　Thanks to the fact that I still had one eye left, I could see someone holding me.

　A blond-haired, blue-eyed, well-bred, good-looking young man, his hair and skin dyed red, was swimming around with one arm holding me in his arms.

　He was my childhood friend. He was the 'success story' who ran away from me earlier, and he was swimming with me, the 'failure story'.

"............!

　I turn red before I can make sense of it.
　Just being in his presence made my thoughts turn bright red.

　My instincts couldn't allow him to do so.
　Just because I was mixed up with the 'Blood Demon Beasts' just a moment ago, that instinct is strong.
　I scream with a magical curse.

I've returned ......?　Why are you back!　How dare the one coward who escaped!　Why come to look down, like you're toying with me!　You're here to insult me!　Why!　How can you imitate that!　How come I'm the only one left and am informed that I was 'unlucky'!　How did you get 'lucky' that you were the only one to escape!　Nothing is unreasonable!　You unreasonable coward!　Absolutely unacceptable!　I can't let you go!　Nowhere will I be able to pass away if I allow an unreasonable person like you to go away, aaaaaaahhhhhh--!

　Once you meet them, you have no choice but to hate them all (this is what happens).

　That's the nature of the 'dead (...) people' mixture.
　They hate the top from under the grave and want to strangle them.
　Because that's what the evil spirits (ghosts) 'demons' are like--

Torment!　You too!　You'll suffer just as much as I will!　Unhappy.　Suffer and suffer and suffer more, and be 'unhappy' with me--!

　The evil spirit constructed both arms that he should have lost, using only pure magic power.
　It even used magic 《Distance Mute》 and reached out its pale hands to strangle him.

　This is also an instinct.
　I will put in the power that should have been lost.
　As long as he is conscious, I will interfere with his purpose in life with all my might.
　The instinct to drag him down to the bottom of that grave is finally--.

'Ggh--!　Ah, ah, ......

　Unable to bear it, he grunted.
　Air bubbles leaked out of his mouth and his swimming arms stopped.

　No wonder.
　My fingers gouged into his neck, blocking his airway.
　They were going even deeper, accompanied by magical soul assimilation.

　My attack gradually drained the power from his entire body.

''Ah, gah, gah ......, aaaaah ......--''

　Bumping and bubbling.
　His stomach and lungs fill with the blood here.

　My body felt it tightly in my embrace.

'............, ...... eh?'

　The response was too good to be true and too real, I spilled it.

　Now he was sinking, unable to resist.
　My attack has stopped him from moving at all.

　Does that mean I won ...... (...)?
　The current selfless scrambling stopped (and stopped) ......?

　I was skeptical and alarmed, but he didn't fight back in any particular way and just kept sinking.
　It was a stop (stay).
　It was so quick and easy that I couldn't feel it at all.
　The victory that hadn't been reached even after all that shouting was so easy to obtain.

　It's a situation I never expected.
　This was not even in Oyasama's 'plan', and now I've won and my wish is about to come true.
　I am embracing my childhood friend who shares my 'dream' and I am falling to the depths of hell.
　The longed-for heartfelt wish will be fulfilled as the two of us melt together. And before long, they will fill the earth together in "Our World (Hell Villemillion Hell)"...

　--Why?

　The answer to that gushing question is him, who is now right in front of me, right in front of my eyes.
　His stomach and lungs are filled with blood, but his throat is still moving, making the deep waters of blood tremble.

'...... Ki, you win. I really would have liked to be somewhere else, but ......, okay. Maybe this is the best place. ...... Here, we're closer to the 'deepest' over there.

　He was smiling bitterly.
　Then he looked only at his childhood friend (me) below, not at the exit above.
　He curled his body even more and became dressed like a fetus, gently holding me with only his torso and arms.

　Our arms and necks are connected and the assimilation has begun, so I can feel that his feelings right now are not false.
　But at the same time, my "Why? He continues to explain, because he can tell that the

'I wonder why: ....... Even Ragne-sama is disgusted with me and tells me to die. ...... But still, I just couldn't leave you alone for saying that you like me. It's not just a matter of time. We were all victims of the same thing: ......

　I don't feel the lie.
　But I also don't feel any power at all.
　If I fell this deep into the water with no power like this, I'd never go back--

''I'm not going back [again]. From now on, I'll not only follow my own rules, but the rules of 'your world' as well. I'm sorry for ignoring you until now .......

　I apologize.

　...... No, there must be some other math to get out of here.
　For example, it's the 'Scripture' that I just paid countless arms and hallucinations for. Since it's the source of magic power, if you want to escape, whenever you want to - and as soon as you think about it, he immediately let go of the Inscription White Sect's 'Scripture' in his hand.

　He throws it over to me in front of me.

''I'll give it to you. Read it with ...... me. A new continuation, right here with you.

　I quickly pull out my right hand, which is choking him, and receive the "Scripture (it)".

　What I feel from my right hand is a strong sense of 'compensation'.
　I feel the lives of many people from this one book.
　It's a tremendous 'spell' thing.
　No, it's still a "magic tool".
　But that's why I don't know.
　Obviously, it's his trump card. And there's even a rule in it that says, "The one who holds the 'Scripture' is the Lord of Fafner Helvirshain.

　Furthermore, "Why? He laughed harder at me as the

'I'm ...... gullible. Ever since I was a kid, I was.

　This was the second time I had heard that.
　But it didn't mean the same thing as before. His expression was different, too. Instead of cursing his nature, he goes on to congratulate himself for it.

'I'm even myself (・・・・・・・) gullible (・・・・・・). Thanks to that, I can keep my promise now. I can take the blame for my touted "Believe and you will be saved. --I will be the Magna Messiah of your world.

　...... Unbelievable.
　I can't believe it.
　Because there is no such thing as a 'messiah' that appears to be convenient.
　That guru is killing me with his words.

'No, he's going to show up. I was the one. ...... From now on, I'm going to fall through 'hell' with you and become part of the magic. I'm sure we'll melt and blend together and make you happy. --I'm going to save you from the 'your world'.

　He has rephrased "I want to save", which he had been saying all along, to "save" now.

　I still can't believe it.
　That means you're going to hell and die.
　Do you know what that means?
　Do you really know what that means?

I know. Together, we will continue to speak out in Hell. Just the two of us, just the two of us, telling the world that we are dead, forever.

　The vibrations (koe) and seriousness that come from his hands, which he has stabbed and assimilated.
　That's why I don't understand the meaning - my thoughts are read, and he smiles and tries to add more explanation. My childhood friend doesn't give up his understanding again.

''Because I was a 'demon' whose name I can't remember either ....... There was no way I could go above ground. The only place in hell is my home. It's ......, so do me a favor. The only thing I can think of is that I'm not going to be able to get my hands on any of them. --...sympathetic magic, Distance Mute.

　Then, I can set up a spell to erase the boundaries of my soul.
　He thrusts his free arms into my torso, letting go of the Scripture and thrusting his free arms into my torso, trying to promote assimilation.

　Even though it was fine for me to crawl in from this side, it was uncomfortable to be crawled into.
　My instincts are also screaming at me to reject it.

'Lies ....... That's the only thing that is an absolute lie. You were born into a great earthly family. That's why I'm jealous and envious ....... You're the only one blessed, and I can't forgive you for that ....... You came downstairs and I was bad at it. I wanted to kill you, I was so bad at ......!

　Even if it's vague, I certainly remember it.
　You had a fine name on top of your 'successful work'.

'No, I don't have a name. I'm with everyone else. I'm not going back [again], so I want you to be with me. ...... Join me in the company of the nameless 'witch'. ...... I don't have a name anymore. There's nothing else left but you, so--

　So he insists, he assumes, and slips away.
　As a ghost "demon", he crawled into my soul and tried to possess me.

I'm not going to be the only one.　Even if you lose your name, you will soon be named!　"Hell's Light (Hellville Shine)" is such an exaggerated name, so insensitive!　You're talking to me in a place with no lights on!　That's how you left us and went to save that guru!　Because he's a 'strong man' with a strong name, Helvirshine!'
Thank you for worrying about me, ....... But I've figured it out. Being strong isn't something I'm lacking here, it's a handicap. That's why I'm going to be able to get to Kanami-san. You can take me to Kanami with or without me. That's why I'm willing to fall with you. No, I'm going to fall, so I'll be able to go. I'm sure the Descendants will adore me. Just as I longed for "Fafner" and "Hellville Shine": ......
"............ What?　...... Huh?

　I was going to scream back at him, no matter what he said, but I was at a loss for words.

　Listening to him, I have no idea who "Helvirshine" is, whether "strong" is up or down, or where "going" is.

Ah!　It was all exactly as Helmina said: ......!　What we can't do in our own generation, we'll become one day by layering on the next (...)!　The more we suffer, the more "magic" becomes in the World of the Descendants (...)!　The God I read about that day was in this blood: ......!　Oh, thank God!　Thanks to St. Tiara's Prophecy, I'm finally enlightened!　That all 'people' become (...) without ease!　Cooch, haha, that's what it was all about!　Hahahahaha!

　At last he began to pray.
　The expression on his face suited the term "evil fanatic".

Therefore, I am not 'Fafner' or 'Helvirshine'. I don't care if I lose my name, my life and my happiness. Because in 'Hell (here)', I had a name, life and 'happiness' ......!　Because my real name has always been 'Hell (here)'!　So, in this [never to return] place, just one more time!　This time, don't disappear!　Tell me my real name!　Please!　Call me by my real name so that I don't forget me anymore!

　It's just crazy.

　And yet, I only knew what I was being asked to do right now.
　I also knew that if I didn't deny it right now, it would be irreversible, so I hastily shook my head.

'Nah, no. "Neil (...) was trying to make 'Evil Dragon (that guy)' a falsehood, and I--
"[Neil...]!　The name of the 'demon' mixed with ghosts is [Neil]!　Long time no see!　I'm home!　[My name is Neil]!　It was [Neil]!　Haha, kuhahahahaha!

　He introduced himself.
　Moreover, he took over this 《Living and Living Red (Hell Villemillion Hell)》 and followed the rule of [I'll never return] again, many times--

'Oh, I'll never forget it!　I was [Neil Lorelei]!　Now I'm going to melt with you, mix with you, and we're going to be [we're Neil Lorelei] too. So we'll be [We'll be Neil Lorelei]. ...... Yeah, it suits you very well. It sounds beautiful, just like you. You received it from Kanami for this. ...... What's up?　[Lorelei], are you not feeling well?

　Repeat [Neil Lorelei] over and over again.
　Erase all traces of 'writing' so that even the judging reaper can never deny it again.
　Over and over and over again, until you get used to it, .......
　And that's why it's .......
　Wow, even I'm .......

'Since just now, who can you ......, call me ......?'
"[Lorelei]?　What are you talking about?　[Neil Lorelei] Speaking of [Neil Lorelei], we're talking about us, right?　That tradition is not in the basement!　We're [we're both Neil Lorelei]!　Because there's no up and down, let alone home!　[Neil Lorelei] is their name!　It was [We were both Neil Lorelei]!　Hey, [Lorelei]!

　Even I got caught up in the name.

　And then they hugged me.
　Just as I pulled him to his feet and strangled him.
　Now he holds my torso - the contents of my torso - and strangles my soul when I don't let go anymore.

'This, this ......!'

　I wanted to shove this crazy ghost 'witch' out of the way.
　He's saying all kinds of convenient things.
　He continues to rant and rave about the opposite of what I was all about, which was resentment.

　I will never accept it.
　I try to shake him off, but...

I won't let you go. No, you're the one who won't let me go. You said you'd be the one to fill the lowest level with a curse, and now we're going to do it together. ...... Yeah, I'll still be there for you when you're dead. But even when I'm dead, I won't let you go. Because no two people are more alike than we are. No one is more suited to the voice of the dead than we are!　You and I will be together forever, [Lorelei]!

　He acts like a childhood friend who has been with me for years.
　She loves me like a childhood friend who can't be honest with me.　
　And he even said the exact opposite of what he said a few minutes ago--

"-- So please, come and be 'happy' in hell with me. Because 'our world' has always been 'our world' and 'our hell' together.
"----!

　Ku, it's crazy: .......
　It's just crazy.
　Completely Fafner Helvirshine is not ...... crazy (・・・・・・).
　Definitely sane.
　Absolutely Fafner Helvilleshain is not crazy.

　I've been through the same thing and I can understand that.
　This is a (・・・・・・・・・) madness that he adapted to me in moderation (...) so that we could both understand each other. So, now I'm fitting in--

Yeah. I'm glad you guys found each other. Now we'll be happy together. I can do the burn. I won't pretend that I don't notice the happiness anymore ......!　I don't even rely on Kanami's 'magic'!　I could understand the 'happiness' of 'Helmina Neysha' by my own strength alone!　This is how we were able to match up!

　Looking at me, I mentioned Lady Helmina's name.
　But I'm only a partial transplant of flesh and blood and soul, not Helmina-sama herself - and, naturally, I try to retort that I'm not Helmina-sama herself, but she adds it faster than I can say it.

'No, we're all Helmina!　[Sister Apprentice Lorelei], have you forgotten?　Helmina, the cornerstone of saving the world, has become the world itself!　Everything is in Fania's blood, including me and you!　That technology and wisdom was an invisible line, connected to so many people!　It's called science, people!　The lines were connected to this 'hell'!　Yeah, I can finally see it!　I have a vision of the "real thread" of Saint Tiara!　I didn't have any!　It was everywhere!　If only 'the world (you)' was there, it was already a religion, a science, a hope!　Ha, ha, kuhahahahahaha--!
'Ah, ah, ......'

　Really, he's a good pretender.
　The madness of it overwhelms me.
　It pushes me down in the game of assimilation as well as with my mouth.

　The more I choke on the curse to scream and can't come out, the more power is lost from my body.
　He says selfishly in response to that weakness.

'[Lorelei], I'm sorry ....... But that means we weren't treated as successors by Helmina-san ....... We weren't special disciples, we were equally the experimental body of the 'Demonic Research Institute'.
'Ah, ah, ah. ......'

　That's not a word I want to hear.
　He rubs his last confirmation of assimilation now.

'Mr. Helmina's successor was a stranger, a girl named Tiara. It was the hated Romis who got the idea right. --Of course. Because only the perpetrators can understand how they feel. The only thing we knew was the same [Neil Lorelei] feelings.

　The two of us are now confirming our unchangeable "past".
　And, claiming that they are both victims, they ask themselves questions with one mouth as if they were imitating the thoughts of the "blood demon beast".

"-Yes, we were only victims." "Until the end, Helmina-san had no love for us." "We seemed to be talking to Helmina-san, but we didn't communicate a single word." "We didn't have a single feeling for each other, like we were tools. He was used up and died miserably." "A thousand years ago, Helmina-san went crazy, became 'happy' on her own and died." "You also went crazy and died, 'happy' and alone, without ever going to the earth." "So I couldn't save any of the 'Helmina Neesha'." "That past [will never return]. --

　Muttering, down and down and down.
　Deeper and darker in every sense of the word.
　Me and the two of us sinking in the direction of 'unhappiness'.

　But the more we sank into 'unhappiness', the more my heart felt warmed.
　The fact that the future of a 'person' as strong and promising as him is crushed and heading towards an 'unhappy' ending makes me feel a dark 'happiness'.
　I've been that way since I was born .......
　I didn't fit in with anyone .......

'But thanks to [never to return], I finally found you. I can make you 'happy' in 'your world'. ...... This 'real thread' is the only thing I won't let anyone cut off.

　Then he laughed at his 'unhappiness'.
　He was laughing at his 'unhappiness' in a joyful way as he matched me and felt this dark 'happiness' with me.

　-- it fit (・・・・・).

　What didn't fit a thousand years ago, I feel now perfectly aligned.
　Our wandering eyes match.
　Crazy feelings fit.
　The misaligned 'happiness' fits.
　Two souls and a life overlap.

"I--say, boy. It's different.

　But it really can't be undone.
　My guardians around me begin to advise me to help me get overwhelmed by his madness.

'-You are not the one who should go to hell. You are the one who will save the hell of the 'descendants' world by telling the above of the horrors of our hell.'
"'Go ahead, if you are alone. We have inherited Neisha, the fruit of Fania's wisdom. We call it 'Helvirshine'.
I'm sure you swore an oath to save the weak and one day save the world. Otherwise, the sacrifice of our naysayers would have been worth it: ......
'Thank you, Fania's ancestors!　I'll make your descendants 'happy' for sure!　It's not just about connecting wisdom and saving the World of the Descendants - that's important!　After all, "Our World" is important, too!　Ew!

　But I can't reach it.
　There's no way he can get through.
　Even with me, he only listens to what he wants to hear.

　It's impossible for the current Blood Monster to get him to listen to them, even if he has the right nerves.
　The curse of the blood monsters is fading and the curse of the blood monsters is fading away.

But ....... But. Is this enough for you already ......
"...we have looked only to the future, never to the next generation to be sacrificed.
"-- If it's a choice found in the 'hell lights' that gave birth to Fania, you can go to ....... No longer is this ....... No, this is what ...... is all about.
"Yes, I'll make [Neil Lorelei] 'happy' for sure. Even after death do us part, forever. The two of us will continue to bless everyone in this Living Red (Hell Villemillion Hell). So, please don't worry about it, ancestors--

　His madness is painting over everyone's curse - but not only that.
　I guess my "voice I don't want to hear" is changing because I've got a companion to sink with. So it's diminishing. -- and I finally realize that I'm not the only one.

'Oh, ah, ......, so ......'

　I now realize the true purpose of his return.
　He's definitely willing to take responsibility for my 'happiness' to 'go to hell with me'.
　He's willing to drop everything, fit in, love me, and be mindful of me.
　But in return, he's going to wake me up from my 'dream' of 'let's all go to hell together'.

　He will take all the curse that has accumulated in this "Living Red (Hell Villemillion Hell)" with his madness. With that one soul, he will continue to comfort everyone and keep a lid on the blood on earth to prevent it from overflowing.

　It's a tremendous thing. It's a painful, painful, insane, "unhappy" - a path that will absolutely break you one day and make you truly lose your mind.
　But still.
　But still, I don't want to just talk about it anymore.
　I want to choose "the path to save my guru (Kanami), to save my childhood friend (me), to save everyone, to save the world," as I said - from my assimilated soul, I could tell.

　I unconsciously summoned the last of my strength.
　I hold my spirit (mind) as strong as his and try to pull off the Distance Mute.
　Against this calculated madness, I'm going to use a stronger madness - with a stronger madness.

'Ni, Neil. ....... "I am a pommeled rag and a liquid mop. The sunset in my mouth--
"-- You are 'a candle in the abyss only'. I'm also 'in your nonsense and rudeness' and I'm not wrong." ...... I had already finished introducing you then. It's been us all along, hasn't it?

　However, the extent of the madman's manual is lightly matched.
　Rather than shake it off, they tied together more tightly, which pleased him.

　Duh, no.
　More.
　I have to be more and more crazy.
　More and more madness, and he can't win--!

'Oh, let's go madder together. Let's go crazy and crazy and crazy together and save 'our world' by ourselves. Haha--

　But you will be fit.
　No matter what you think or try to do, you'll be fit and you won't win.

　It wasn't just assimilated by magic 《Distance Mute》.
　It was an acquired 'affinity' through an artificial soul attunement.

　That's why he could understand me too well.
　I know too much about him, too.
　No matter how much I refused, no matter how much I tried to push him away, he was already--.

'Ah, ah (...) ......, haha, haha ......'

　I was at my limit.
　My mouth relaxed and normal.

　I laughed.

　Because I was happy.
　For the first time, I have someone to match me.
　I'm finally feeling the same feelings with a boy I've known since childhood.
　I am able to make eye to eye contact and introduce myself in a normal way.
　I am able to have fun and even chat with him about common topics.

　I'm at the bottom of this 'hell' and it really 'sucks'.
　That's why, for the first time in my life, I couldn't stop what was coming from the bottom of my heart, because finally, for the first time in my life, 'my world' felt normal (...) 'happy (...)'.

'Ha, ha ha ......, ha ha ......, ha ha ha ......, ha ha ha!　Phew!''
'What?　Hahaha!　Hahaha!　Kuhahahahaha!

　It was interesting.
　I felt normal 'happiness' after all this time.
　He saves his 'childhood friend' after all this time.
　A boy and girl who are in love with each other.

"Ah, hahahahahahahahahaha--
'Haha?　Kuh-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha--

　I give up.
　Then I can't stop laughing anymore.

　He matches that crazy laughter well.
　We both hug each other, and we share our sympathy and our joy.
　It made me happy again, and it was so funny--.

'Haha, hahahahahaha!　Hahahahahaha!　Hahahahaha!'
'Haha, hahahahaha!　Hahahahahaha!　Hahahahaha!

　I can't pull myself out of 'hell' anymore, and 'happiness' is crazy, and you can't save me from death.
　But he's--.
　With me in 'hell' with that me, he is trying to save me from death by combining 'happiness' with me.

'Haha, hmmm, cooch, ugh, hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha--!
''Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha--!

　It's good, I think. To put it bluntly, if I died like that 1,000 years ago, 1,000 years later, I would have gone to 'hell (here)' and ended up in 'the worst'.

　But there was a part of me that was glad to have died.
　Then he laughs and says he's glad to be dead too.
　He laughed and laughed and posed for a moment.
　As if they were melting together, their laughter was coming together.

''Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!　Hahahahahahahaha!　Hahahahahahahaha--!''

　Laughing like crazy together.
　That 'worst' but normal 'happiness' felt so good.
　Finally, I, in 'my world', was found by someone who had the same world as me.
　This is how we understood (・・・・・・・・・・) 'happiness (...)' that can only be understood (・・・・・・・・) by being the same victims (・・・・・・・・・・). Even if it's not a good fit (・・・・・・・・), because I love you (・・・・・), for me, you are 'the person I want to be with for the rest of my life'. That could be really crazy 'happiness'. But in 'our world' we are together, and now, to feel the important 'happiness' - we have been able to feel it.

''Hmph, hmph!　Hahaha!　giggle, giggle, giggle!　Hahahahaha!　Ahhhh, hahahahahahaha!　Huh, hahaha!　Haha!　Hahahahahaha!　Hahahahahaha!　Hahahaha, baboon!　Kuhn!　Hahaha!　Hahahahahahaha!　Arghhhh!　Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. ----！！！！

　We both laughed a lot.
　After that, he took a full breath and then called out his name.

''--[Neil]''

　I've been assimilated to the point where I can no longer recognize what my body has become.
　In a few more moments, the top of this neck will be melted away, and so will the last single mouth.

　Before that, I wanted to say.
　''Not only to those 'Blood Demon Beasts' who raised me, but also to you.

Make me happy. If it's you now, I want to be saved.''
"Let me make you 'happy'. You're the one I couldn't save, and I want to save you.
'Let's fall in together. I like [Neil] properly.'
Yeah, I like you, too, properly. We'll always be together, [Lorelei]

　We want to be saved and we want to be saved, but we are united.
　Now we are both in love.
　We embrace each other like a normal man and woman - like a normal man and woman.
　Just pretend.
　It's just an imitation.
　I'm well aware of that with Lady Helmina. There's no such thing as a [Neil Lorelei], and if you're really "proper" you don't say "proper".

　We're just childhood friends who fall in together because we only have each other anymore.
　But that's good.
　It's warm.

　I admit it, because I've already given up on it.
　I've been able to get a little bit of true "happiness" now.

　-- only, this is a really 'unhappy' ending as well.

　In the end, neither he nor I were able to achieve our original goal.
　I had a 'dream' of humanity's extinction, but I couldn't fulfill it.
　He swore to be a light to the weak, but he couldn't go to help Oyasama.

　The two of them both died in the midst of their aspirations and died out of their hearts.
　Without a doubt, this ending is the exact opposite of Oyasama's 'plan'.

　But this ending isn't a "fake" ending. It's not a make-believe story.
　We lived through it, shook off the blood thread and the purple thread, and connected with the real thread.

　That's why I can say this with confidence.
　That this is a much, much better story than the one you 'wrote'.

　As if to boast, we melded our butted heads together.
　We also exchanged and matched our last conversation.

'My world ......, saved, was ....... From the beginning, stay by ......, from the beginning--'
I ......, could save ....... Only one ......, from the beginning, all the way--
"There you are. "and I can tell you that I want to be saved, because you...
You're there. I can tell you that I want to help you, because you...
''Haha, hmm--''

　That laughter, finally.
　[Neil Lorelei] is mixed up.
　He loses his form as a human being, becomes a complete ghost, and is swallowed up by the magic "Living and Living Red (Hell Vilmilion Hell).

　Our world became red.
　And so, she joined the ranks of the Blood Demon Beast, which not only gives out a curse of madness, but also a blessing of madness.

　This is how two children were born to Fania.
　Two souls that may have been 'unlucky' but were 'lucky'.
　Neil Lorelei] was saved, and even 'happily' fell to the bottom of 'hell'--!


















































































　-- falling off and then (...)

　From here on out (・・・・・・), the real hell (・・・・・).
　It's so much quieter there than the hell Lady Helmina had imagined.

　The sea is red.
　The sky is red, the clouds are red, and the sun is red.
　There is nothing but red on the bright red surface of the water, with not a single wave on the horizon.

　I was standing on such red water.
　I don't know why I'm standing there, nor do I know how I'm standing.

　An instinctive feeling arose from the all-red color of the known.
　When I felt very nostalgic, he was right next to me.

'............'
............

　In the red place, I was holding hands with a boy I'd known since childhood.
　I am also small and still beautiful in his small, blue eyes.
　Both of us are holding The Scripture in opposite hands.
　From now on, as young children, we would continue to walk together on this red surface of water.

　Because we are being called.　
　The call of Lady Helmina can be heard from the horizon of the red sea.
　And we will walk towards it. --And we will walk to it, forever.

　It will not be an easy road.
　It will only be very painful, hard, sad and cold.
　But my childhood friend next to me gives me a crazy smile to cover up my bitterness.
　Along with this crazy smile, we will go on a journey to search for resentment forever.

　That's how it ends, so be prepared, when we were about to walk out together.

'----?!'

　The earthquake struck (・・・・・・・).

　The ground shook.
　It was amazing.
　There should be nothing here but the soul.
　I knew through my guru (Kanami) that this is such a place.

　This is a space to wear out the soul and purify the 'demonic poison'.
　It's like a filtration vessel before it's thrown into the vault called the Deepest Place.
　I called it hell, but it's also called the afterlife, the dimensional chasm, the interdimensional space, and the interstices...

　An earthquake ...... in such a place?　
　It's not going to happen: .......

　But sure enough.
　Wobbling, my feet were shaking.

　A number of waves were being created on the red water surface.
　There was even the sound of zazza and ripples echoing in what should have been a silent place.

　I stopped myself from walking away.
　It wasn't because the earthquake had knocked me off my feet.

　-- it was because the calls seemed to have increased in conjunction with the earthquake.

　From somewhere, someone was shouting.
　It's not Lady Helmina on the horizon.
　I can hear another voice from a different direction, louder.

　I looked around, but if I looked to my right or left, all I saw was red.
　Until the horizon, there is nothing but red.

　Then, from next to here ......?
　From "The Deepest", someone is shouting: ......?

　It's not the cry of a man. It's louder. It is beyond the roar of a beast. It is not the wail of an insect or a bird, but of something more beyond the dimensions of life.
　I felt that the vibration (voice) was crying more painfully, more bitterly than us, and I felt that it was

What?

　When I was about to take pity on it.
　Suddenly, it was visible.

　A single 'black thread' was hanging in front of [Neil Lorelei]'s eyes.
　A straight line that looked as if it had been drawn with graphite, splitting the bright red canvas vertically.

　I first noticed the black thread hanging down from above.
　And because I noticed it, my childhood friend next to me notices it too.
　We're together, so we see the same thing.

Here: ......

　My childhood friends also look at The Black Thread, spill out their voices, and think about it.
　However, unlike me, he was not pitying me.
　His mouth was loose. He was smiling happily.
　It's not a good face to show in the midst of such painful wailing.
　However, I know the meaning of that casual and insensitive smile together.

　-- this is an expression of longing (Kaoru).

　Even in places like this, he says, "It's quirky. It's cool," he said, his eyes shining with admiration.
　Watching him admire with his beautiful blue eyes sparkling even in hell -- I can see it.

　My heart jumped with a thump that shouldn't have been mine.
　I felt as if my face, which was not there, had been lifted.
　My blood, no longer circulating, grew hot, and my crackling spirit quivered.
　I let it out, just like that emotion.

...... ah (...)

　I take a breath.

　I know what that means.
　Maybe this isn't pretend.
　What I realized here, so blithely, was the flow of my first love (・・・・・). I guess I've always loved the boy I grew up with, longing for something, chasing it, trying so hard to make it work.

　That nostalgic flow begins to pull me back to it.
　It's not a stream created by the guru (Kanami).
　Definitely a more 'real' and better flow (・・・・・・・).

　That's what I've found.
　So, there's no way around it.
　We're [Neil Lorelei], so we're going to have to go back to admiring it, chasing it, trying very hard.

Guru ......, because that's what it is: ......

　I let out a vibration.
　It's a place I can't normally produce, but I'm using magic to do so.
　I can speak just as normally as I did when Oyasama (you) came here.

'If you keep ignoring the girl you want to save, I'm sure Rastiara-sama will do the same thing. I love you so much that one day I will overflow from 'my possessions (there)'. We call that madness 'the only (・・・・・・・) destined (・・・・) person'. ...... so you, too, please--

　I uttered the words, "Please.
　But it's not a prayer to look up and say, "I want God to save me".
　I prayed from next to him, "Please," as the advice of my predecessors, and then I reached out to him.

　[Neil Lorelei] touched the 'black thread'.