Chapter 131: Interlude 50/ Septem, The world without you-3 ✔️

Name:Faraway Survivor Author:Madeus
Septem's POV

-Sister Septem. (Farah)

Farah looks at me with a desperate face.

-Am I dreaming? I can finally move the body as I wish. (Farah)

Farah reaches her hand out as if she wants to hold on to something. I instantly grasp her hand tight and say.

-It's not a dream, Farah! You are finally free. (Septem)

-Hah, is that so? Are you the real one, sister? (Farah)

-Yes, I'm the genuine one. It's not your imagination. (Septem)

-Then sister? (Farah)

Farah coughs, and blood comes out.

-You need to take a break. Talking will worsen your wound. (Septem)

-Can you grant me my selfish request? (Farah)

-I will do anything for you. (Septem)

She stares at me.

-Could you stop your healing magic, sister? (Farah)

-But you will die if I do that, Farah. (Septem)

-Please! (Farah)

-No, I will never do that. I will make you live even you don't want to. (Septem)

The light in Farah's eyes seems to diminish after I said that.

-Farah! (Septem)

Tears flow from her eyes.

-It's extremely painful to continue living like this. (Farah)

Farah tells her story.

-Many people have died because of me. Even the four closest friends of mine have vanished to protect me. (Farah)

-... (Septem)

-My existent is a sin itself. (Farah)

I hold Farah's hand tight. What has Farah in this timeline experienced to become like this??

Farah's body shivers again. She uses all of her strength to mutter her final wishes.

-Please, sister. Please kill me! (Farah)

I know I can always go back and redo everything again. Why am I hesitant to release Farah from the suffering?

-If you can't do it, then I will do it myself. (Farah)

Farah pushes my hand out and tries to grasp the knife nearby.

-I will do it. Please don't hurt yourself again, Farah. (Septem)

I have a hunch that if I let Farah die like this, I will lose something really important. As Farah's wish, I stop applying the healing magic on her.

-I'm ashamed to make sister going through this. I am sorry for being a bad girl. (Farah)

I caress her cheeks now is becoming cold because of the temperature loss.

-No, you are a good girl, Farah. (Septem)

-Is that so? (Farah)

In that situation, Farah forms a smile.

-I hope in the next life; I can live a peaceful life with everyone. (Farah)

-Farah... (Septem)

-I feel a little tired, sister. I think I will take a little nap. (Farah)

Farah gradually closed her eyes.

-Good night, sister. (Farah)

I can't stop myself from crying. The word can barely come out of my mouth.

-Good night, my dear Farah. (Septem)

There is no reply come from Farah again.

-Ahhh! Argh! (Septem)

I keep crying and hope the pain inside me will subside a little.

-Farah! Farah! (Septem)

I hold her body with all my might.

-I can't protect her again! (Septem)

In this timeline, I even killed her with my hand.

-What's the purpose of gaining power when I can't protect you? (Septem)

From afar, a shadow appears and walks toward me.

-You! Yog-Sothoth! (Septem)

I thought "It" would reply to me in an emotionless voice, but "It" returns my angry with a slight sadness lingering in its voice.

-It's all my fault. (Yoso)

-You told me she was doing fine! Then why did Farah become like this? (Septem)

-I asked her, and she said she was fine. (Yoso)

I become furious because of its irresponsible answer.

-Farah is not fine because she said she was fine. You need to check up on her carefully. You should know those men take care of Farah, clearly using her for something else, since you can check up on Farah regularly. (Septem)

I can see its face cramp. I can feel regret lingering on its face.

-I thought it would be easy to save her. But I never knew the result would become like this. (Yoso)

"It" continues.

-It's really different when I try to do it by myself. (Yoso)

"It" stares at me. I merely return "It" with a hateful glare.

-I will grant you more power as an apology gift for this mistake. (Yoso)

The surrounding area starts shaking.

-Since you can't carry over your power when you time travel, I will give you the power to make it come true. Every time you redo, you will gain 0,01% of your power in the previous run. (Yoso)

-There is no such good thing for free, right? (Septem)

The sky seems to be torn apart by force and a gigantic hand holding an enormous cube appears.

-Don't worry! It's a part of my body. And that cube is my "Origin." (Yoso)

A ray of light starts linking between my heart and the cube.

-The price for your new power is your humanity. (Yoso)

-Huh? (Septem)

-I will receive your emotion in exchange for the power. (Yoso)

-You already perform that without my consent. (Septem)

-You are going to agree with my proposal, anyway. (Yoso)

-Right! (Septem)

-Should we rewind now? (Yoso)

I look at Farah and answer.

-I need to make a grave for her and... (Septem)

-And...? (Yoso)

-Kill all those who make her like this! (Septem)

-It will take you an extremely long time to beat them with the current you. (Yoso)

-I don't care! (Septem)

I carry Farah in my arm and leave "It" behind.

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I am sitting in the middle of ruins and looking at the sky.

-You have successfully eliminated every single person who harmed Farah in the past.  (Yoso)

-Hah, right? (Septem)

I ignore "It" and keep looking at the sky. 1000 years have passed since I killed Farah with my hand. To revenge for Farah, I had wiped out every single God that was responsible for her state.

-I finally got the revenge I wanted. (Septem)

-Let's rewind now. (Yoso)

-Fine! (Septem)

"It" gradually expresses more emotion since I sign the contract to get new power." It" even calls itself Yoso now. I walk through the gate Yoso creates for me.

-Let's do everything all over again! (Septem)

I finally can see her face again after a very long time.

-Farah, I miss you so much. (Septem)

Madeus

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We will return to Farah's POV in next chapte