Chapter 139: Chapter 139: Old Wraith Curses

So you are back at the precipice?

I am.

What are your plans next?

I give up. What can I do in this situation?

Fight again. No matter what you do, the world isn’t going to cater to you. You are an unimportant person that was drag into the affairs of a cruel world. Are you special because you were trained by good men? Or that you were thrown a bone?

Not at all. I am just an old man who wanted a rest. Really, why do they keep getting in my way? We were happy enough to just rest until death takes us. Look at me, trapped in a tower of flesh for whatever reason the enemy wants me. Say, did I do anything wrong?

No, you didn’t. It is simply how things are. Did you even try to fight back against the waves?

I went with the flow.

That’s the problem! You went with the flow! You are a ship being whipped by the waves! Have you tried fighting against the impossible?

I did. Still, I’m an old man. Do you think that I can do things that I could do?

What are you saying? You are in your prime. You are the nameless soldier of fortune that was lucky enough to survive many tours in hell.

Tell me, what are you afraid for?

That’s the problem. This heart of mine’s barely moving. I think that what I am going through is nothing more than rain. I don’t get angry about rain or think badly about the things happening around me. Somewhere along the line, my sense of acceptance has been skewed. I isolate the horribleness of what I experienced by talking to my damn self.

Then why aren’t you fighting back?

For what reason other than that there is just no need to? Why do I have to fight against things that I have no control over? Look at the scale of things the enemy and how absurd things have become. I enjoyed my life fishing and this was supposed to be the end of my journey. But I am not given a tinge of rest. Old dogs should find a good place to die. Not like this. And you know what will happen to me.

I know. It won’t be pretty but with the things, you have experienced. Can you even say that they will move your heart? Or will you laugh it off just like I did? When you have nowhere to go; madness seems like a great place to be isn’t it?

For you? Maybe. Are you here to mock me, o Spectator? I’ve already thrown away my allegiance. I do not need anything other than accepting what my fate would be from now on. Look at me, I am about to die after fighting so hard. Isn’t this the warrior’s end that I desired? So if you have anything then just let me go.

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No, I am here to save you.

Save me? From what? The world? The bony bastard? Go away, I do not need your pity.

Pity? You misunderstand, I merely want to pass the rest of my essence into an idiot who fought us. I mean, it is partly your fault for making me do this to you. Think of this as punishment for the fool who thought he could do better.

So another punishment? Why not just end me then?

Do you think that sweet release is possible?

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Don’t be silent, clown. You know it too well where you should point your blades at. You know where the root of your problem is, and even if you wither away, you know what will happen to you. Do you think that you are doing something differently? You are repeating the same tiresome mistake, old man. You will need this, and I believe that only you can pull it. After all, in such repeats, you didn’t even once point it at the root. When did you know the source of the problem? Ah, you were so eager to pretend that you instead ended up allowing yourself to forget things that you shouldn’t have forgotten. Tell me, why do you lie so much, old man? Or do you like this masochism brought by your self-destructive urges? When did you break? When did you lose your mind in hopes that you won’t have to point your sword at the root of the cause? You know it, and you fought us knowing it. Still, to throw your allegiance away, did you expect that the last of us wouldn’t take this chance? I don’t know what force drives you to repeat, yet, it only means that you can be our sole being, this isn’t a reward, and this is the punishment that we have given you.

You are cruel...all of you are.

What’s with the face, old man? You asked for this the moment you broke all the laws that govern. You and that person has been a pain and it would only be right for the two of you to be the key. Isn’t it just funny how the only way to freedom was in front of you but you are too afraid to twist the key? I don’t know why but it seems like we have a good chance this time. You’ve flipped invisible switches has led you to this verse in time. I grant you the last of our essence. I grant you the freedom and the choice which would only lead to the right punishment for a stubborn flame that has permeated through time.

You shall be the sword that has failed to end that person’s life.

You shall correct the world as it should be.

By the end of this journey, you can bring your blade into your own heart.

Whether you like it or not. The time for passiveness is long gone. You shall be put to the test and whether you twist the key open to reach the door of freedom.

It is up to you, o my hated enemy.

Will you twist the key or remain in this wheel of time?

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Chapter 139: Old Wraith Curses

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