Hello?
My na is Emily. I'm 8 years old- an age when if I just put flowers in my ears and walk around, people still laugh and say I look cute!
Normally, by this ti, I should be finishing school and eating snacks at ho, but today, we are climbing a snowy mountain.
Why?
Well, even though Im climbing, I don't really know the details.
Mom and Dad just told that we can't live in Flower Garden anymore, so we had to move.
Oh, Flower Garden is my hotown.
Even in the Clark Republic, it is famous for its beautiful flowers.
By the way, my favorite is yellow flowers. They suit the most!
But Mom and Dad told not to go near them! I cant even sll them!
So I have no choice but to watch them from afar.
Well, thats a lie. Actually, my dad is a high-ranking person in the botanical garden, so I always got to touch the yellow flowers whenever no one was looking.
"Emily, are you tired? Do you want to carry you?"
I guess my dad was worried about . I smiled and told him I was okay.
If you're eight years old, you're old enough to climb, right?
Besides, Ive beco a lady since yesterday.
Why, you ask?
Because yesterday, Delphin, who lives next door, confessed his love to .
I learned from books that when you know love, you beco a lady!
So, I beca a lady too.
Of course, I rejected his confession.
Dating under the age of 20 is illegal in the Clark Republic.
Delphin said it would be okay to do it secretly. But if soone found out about it, my dad and mom would be taken to the concentration camp. So, I refused.
But well, since were moving away, we won't have to follow the Republics law, right?
Hmm, then I'll consider it.
Of course, Delphin will have to confess again!
Arent you hungry?
"No! I'm not hungry!"
"Okay, let's quickly cross this mountain and have a birthday party." Mom said, stroking my head.
Yeah! Party!
It feels so good to have my mothers hand in thick gloves stroking my hair!
By the way, can I tell you a secret?
Today is my birthday!
Ah, what could my present be?
I'm really looking forward to it!
In fact, the snowy mountain is too steep. The strides of adults are also so big that it is difficult to keep up with them, so I was secretly hoping my present would be warm and fluffy pancakes.
Still, I have to be patient.
Surely, if we cross this mountain, then we can eat delicious food right?
Then everyone will also congratulate , wont they?
Huh?
However, suddenly, the people who were walking in front of started shouting sothing.
"Please!"
"We did nothing wrong!"
"Emily!"
Everyone was screaming sothing with a frightened expression, but I couldn't see because my mom was holding tightly.
Hearing those screams, I felt scared and unknowingly hugged my mom tightly too.
"It's okay. I'll go talk to them."
Then, I heard Dad's voice.
I turned my head slightly and saw Dad laughing confidently, as he always did.
"Little, cute Emily. Don't worry too much. After a while, we can live happily and peacefully again.
"Uh-huh."
You know Daddy doesnt lie, right?
"Yeah!"
Dad always receives complints from the people in the village. Surely Dad will solve everything!
"Earl of North Whedon! We ca from the Flower Garden of the Clarke Republic! Please, just listen to our story once..."
Huh?
Suddenly, Dad's voice was cut off.
I wanted to stick out my face and check it, but Mom hugged even tighter so I couldn't.
"I love you. I love you, Emily... You know that Mommy and Daddy really love you, right?"
"Yeah, Mom. I love you too."
My mother, who was trembling, seed like the tower I usually made with stones, which collapsed with a slight touch.
Seeing her like that, I also got scared.
"Don't ever ntion my na again, you filthy immigrants."
A scary voice, which Id never heard before, spoke.
By the way, does filthy an us?
Chief Marks, catch them all and use them.
"Yes, understood."
It was extrely cold this high on the mountain, but strangely enough, after hearing those words I instantly fell asleep.
* * *
Ahhhhhhhh
I woke up to a terrifying scream.
Ow, my head hurts.
It's the first ti my head hurt this much. Thinking so, I looked around , wondering where I was.
Everything around was pitch-black, and even the green lights a little far away looked scary.
"Don't look, don't look!"
I tried to get up forcibly, but suddenly I heard Delphin's voice next to .
He covered my eyes with his hands, but this screaming voice...
"Keeeeek! Help ! Help eeee!"
"Mom?"
I pushed Delphin away and jumped up. I found out I was trapped in a cage like an animal, but that was not important right now.
Mom was outside the cage, screaming, surrounded by strange people in white clothes.
Uh?
Why?
Why are mom's arms and legs...
why?
"Mommmmmm!"
Bam!
Mom!
Mom!
Mom is in pain!
I have to go and help her!
I have to go and save her!
Mommmm!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
"Don't hit the cage! Then those people will-"
Although Delphin tried to stop , I didn't think of anything else. I kept throwing my body with the intention of just rescuing my mother.
But only the sound of sothing breaking ca from my shoulder, and the cage never budged.
And then,
Who is it?
The oldest-looking person among the people gathered around my mom looked at .
But this feeling... It felt like my heart stopped beating
I realized what terror was for the first ti.
The man - whose re eyes filled my body with terror - had a na tag on his chest, just like we did at school.
[Director of the Marks Research Institute]
He was the one who had knocked us all unconscious...
"It's !"
Delphine, who raised his hand in place of , was shedding a lot of tears.
I couldn't understand what was going on.
"I'm sure I told you to stay put."
Director Marks walked over. I was so scared that I couldnt say anything, only my teeth chattered.
Emily.
Delphine, who raised his hand in my place, smiled and gave a thumbs-up.
"I'll always save you."
"Ah..."
"So date ."
Tears flowed without my knowledge at the sight of Delphine grinning and confidently leaving the prison in the hands of Director Marks.
I was so sorry.
Because I understood.
"G-gah! It's not him! Ugh! Sob! Sob! Actually, It's not him!!"
Even if I scread that it was soone else, I couldn't help but shed tears seeing Delphine still being dragged outside. I thought it was only natural to curse .
"Em, Emil! It was , Emily-! Im sorry!!"
No matter how many tis I shouted sorry, Delphine couldnt even hear my voice.
Like that.
Ti continued to pass.
Every ti the iron bars opened, one person disappeared.
At first, there were so many people, but they all had disappeared now.
"You're the only one left."
I was the only one left inside the iron bars.
Mom was already unrecognizable, buried among the masses of corpses a long ti ago.
Delphine, who turned to ashes from an electric shock, was swept away by a broom and thrown into a trash can.
And Dad
I could always see Dad.
Did you say thats your father?
Dad was hanging by his neck in the center of the lab.
Director Marks happily explained that he instilled fear in us by using my father, who was the representative, as an example.
Since I was the last one, he said he would show the laboratory once.
I didnt want to see it, but I couldn't refuse.
.
.
.
Eventually, I was also laid down on the experintal platform where countless people died.
A large blade cut open my chest.
It hurt. It hurt so much
Ah, I want to eat pancakes.
I want to see yellow flowers.
I want to go to school with my friends.
I want to raise a puppy.
I want to hold hands with Delphine and go on a date.
I want to hug my mom and dad.
There are so many things I want to do.
However,
I will save you.
What does this cold man in front of want? He is soone I have never seen before.
That's given since I cant even rember how long ago I lost consciousness; I just felt too much pain and lost consciousness without realizing it.
What is your wish?
My lips, as stiff as plaster, feel like they are not mine.
My voice naturally does not co out.
I think I have a handful of chalk dust in my throat.
Even though I try to quench my thirst with tears or spit, I have already cried so much that there is nothing left.
I am so dried up that I cannot even say a word.
Puff!
Thud, thwack.
Thick blood enters my stiff mouth. The unique bitter sll, thick and powerful enough to numb my nose, cos along.
The man in front of stabbed his hand with magic and poured blood into my mouth.
Wet your throat and speak clearly. I will listen."
"I-"
Despite the tightness in my throat that prevented from speaking, a single word was allowed to pass through because of the blood that flowed in.
What I want
I said it before.
I want too many things.
There are a lot of things I want to do.
But
If I had to choose just one thing.
If this is the last word of my life- perhaps, a birthday present that ca a little late.
Then, what I want is
Revenge.
'I want revenge.'
Upon hearing this, the cold man smiled- a smile I thought he could never make.
Yes, well said.
* * *
The girls spirit believed in .
The resentnt in Emilys spirit - which gently seeped into - was excruciatingly heavy, making nearly fall to my knees in an instant.
Finden Ai supported as I stumbled. The monster she was dealing with had beco a limp bone now because Emilys spirit - the dium - had disappeared.
"That was the mory of that child, right?"
"Did you see it?"
yes.
Yes, that was possible.
Spirits with a lot of resentnt often show their past. They want soone to know them.
Finden Ai clenched her mouth tightly.
Deia also approached us, forcibly holding her balance, as if her body had lost strength.
So, thats the family secret
Deia, who seed to have been quite shocked, covered her face with both hands and asked as if she was gasping for breath.
What are you going to do?
What do you an?
"You said you would help her get revenge."
"..."
Finden Ai also looked at .
Youre not going to hold Darius accountable, are you?
"He has nothing but the sin of not taking responsibility Even if he knew the truth after everything was over, it would be too much if he was blad for this."
"...Then what should we do? The revenge that child wants is already impossible."
Because everyone was already dead.
Emily, the girl, was a person from at least 150 years ago.
Naturally, all the related people had already died.
But
"The cane."
When I reached out my hand, the cane that had fallen to the ground flew to .
It had slipped from my hand while pouring blood earlier.
[Here it is.]
As the worm had already disappeared, Skarm, who was able to co to the basent, carefully placed a cane in my hand.
The two won were surprised that the cane had flown to without any mana manipulation.
I pushed Fenden Ai away and supported my body with the cane.
The resentnt was so strong that I felt like my body would be torn to shreds.
But there was still work to be done.
Do you rember what I said?
What?
What are you talking about?
Breathing heavily, I explained again to the two won who looked confused.
All spirits whisper their grievances and regrets very secretly.
It was the sa for every soul Both in my past life and in my present life.
Its easy if you think of it as a kind of quiz. Even though each soul hides its thoughts like a quiz, their intention is not to hide the content itself. On the contrary, they want soone to find the correct answer.
Suddenly, what-
Deia tried to cut off, but I continued.
Its just their nature. But most of them think their uncreative quizzes are outstanding.
I knew because I was the one who relieved the grievances of many spirits.
They were just humans who were alone, repeatedly following the sa tracks of thought.
For example, there are souls who act and speak backward. They behave bizarrely and provocatively, but in reality, they are like young children who just want to be noticed."
Finden Ai and Deia looked puzzled as if they did not understand what I was saying.
However, I was not speaking to them now.
"So, what I want to say is..." I raised my head slowly.
And calming the crazed Emily, who wanted to attack imdiately to take her revenge, I spoke.
Introducing nas backward is a damn common riddle, Skram.
[....]
His face beca expressionless.
I asked with a mocking laugh mixed with contempt.
"Did you really think you could fool with such a petty act?"
The day I first t Skram, he introduced himself to like this:
My na is Skram, and its an honor to finally be able to repay Detros Verdi for the favor I received 150 years ago.
"Were you really just trying to deceive by disguising yourself as a re butler? Did you really think you could get away by telling an inverted na?"
[Ha... ]
Skram, or rather, Research Director Marks, chuckled and scratched his head.
[Is it because I had no brain after I died?]
Despite being caught, Marks was still so bold.
[I never thought I would be found out by such an idiot second son.]
...
[So what are you thinking?]
Marks shrugged and raised the corners of his mouth as if in disbelief.
[Are you going to judge ? By what right? You are Verdi! I only followed your family's orders! In a way, I'm also a victim!]
"...."
[If you want to judge soone, judge your ancestors! As the blood of the masterminds who put these experints into action, you're no different from a bastard if you try to judge .]
"I've decided to fulfill that child's wish."
[What kind of justification is that? You an revenge? Can that really be said to be the revenge of that girl?!]
You must have seen it several tis already.
The spirit of the girl floated above my hand.
Through my necromancy, she - who had been absorbed into - was gradually transforming into a large blue fla.
The soul contains mana.
[...!]
The blue fla took on the form of a small girl and stood on the ground.
I only convert the mana contained in her soul into magic.
Exorcizing souls with necromancy was a skill with a fairly high level of difficulty.
Ordinary necromancers didnt have special eyes like , so they couldnt see the appearance of the souls or have a conversation with them.
But if that was the case, then why were necromancers able to manipulate the soul?
It was through pain.
By inflicting pain on the soul with magic, they controlled and dosticated them.
With only basic skills of necromancy, even if I wanted to exorcize her, I wouldnt be able to.
The pain they are inflicted with never ends.
The flas of the necromancer give burning pain to the dead, hindering the rest they should enjoy after life But in my case, the girl had beco my fla.
I gently pushed her from the back and whispered.
Happy birthday, Emily.
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