We Live in Dragon's Peak

Before dawn, I can't even say early in the morning.

The peripheral village was beginning to show its busyness.

"Father, Niisama Alex, I'm sleepy...."

Hands off by his brother Alex, young boy Alf climbs the hill, rubbing his heavy eyelids.

"Niisama, where are you going?"

It was still too early for morning training.On the contrary, young Alf never even left the village in the first place.But where are my brother, my father and the villagers going?

"Hey, Father, what did your mother do?"

Alf looked around looking for his mother, who was weighing in.But my sweet mother was nowhere to be found.

Alf, we're almost there. Walk with patience.

Yes, oniisama

Alex, his brother, pulls his hand, and Alf climbs a narrow beast path.Soon afterwards, he went out onto a small hill.

Niisama, I see the village!

You're right. You've never been here before.

"Yes, but why did we come to the hills at this hour?"

Finally, drowsy Alf looked down at the distant village and his eyes glowed.

Illuminated by the moonlit night sky, I could see the habitual village and the fields where the summer harvest had just ended.

"Niisama, is that our house?Ah, I played with Wender Niisama in that field yesterday. "

Alf points to the village and speaks innocently.Father, standing next to him, placed his hand quietly on his head.

Alf, listen carefully.

Yes, Father.

For Alf and Alex, descendants of the Fighting God, my father's majesty is absolute.

Calms the floating heart, and Alf looks up at his father.

Father looked straight down at the village and began to speak in a slow tone, as his young son could see.

"Mother is about to have a baby."

"That's right! Is it a boy or a girl!?"

At last, I will be your brother.With that exhilaration, Alf gripped back the hand of his father placed on his head.But suddenly a question arose.

"Well then, why don't you hurry back to the Mansion?"I'm sure your mother is very worried.And I want to see the baby's face as soon as possible! "

Why did they go out of their way to climb the hill when their mother was refusing to give birth?Young Alf can't understand, and tries to pull his father's hand down the hill.Alex stopped it.

Alf, listen to your father.

"... yes"

My younger brother also looked straight down at the village.

No, it wasn't just my father or my brother.All the villagers who had climbed the hill were staring at the village with their saliva.

It's Alf.

His father called his name, and Alf swallowed up his doubts and listened to the continuation of the conversation.

"Listen carefully and remember.From now on, my mother will give birth to a child.If you're a man, we'll bless you from the bottom of our hearts.But... if you were a girl.We must be prepared. "

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, if my mother had a daughter and she had a natural voice...We must kill the baby with all our might. "

Eh!?

Alf looked up at his father and brother in a daze without understanding his words.

If you were my brother, would you celebrate? If you were my sister, would you kill me?

Why!?

"Father, I don't understand.Why!? "

Whether it's a man or a woman, the life of the baby you're giving birth to should be equal.And yet, why not bless without discrimination?Even in childhood, Alf instincts that his father's words are wrong.

Father looks down at the bewildered Alf and says:

"My family has secrets.That is the proof that we are the descendants of the Fighting God, but at the same time it is also a calamity. "

My father's face was serious.Alex also expressed tension in his expression.The villagers had complicated signs.

Looking at the people around him, Alf understands that his father is not making jokes or mistakes.

"Once upon a time, the fighting gods had the voice to rule over all the Mori Ra's events.Unfortunately, we couldn't inherit that power. "

The power that governs all of Morinaga?

"Yes, the fighting gods had a special voice that no one could compare to."

Is that your voice?

"Don't you let your voice spiritualize your magic?"

"Yes, absolute conditions for the use of divine magic."

"Yes, not only you, but everyone who deals in divine magic, emits divine magic with his own divine power in his voice.But only the fighting gods were different. "

How is that different? When I hear back, my father talks to Alf.

"The fighting gods were all the sounds leaking out of their mouths, that is, the voice itself was divine magic."

Eh!?

"There was no need to dwell in the power of God like ourselves, and the fighting gods ruled over all the Mori Ra events with just the voices they uttered on a daily basis.That's the power of the fighting gods. "

As descendants of the fighting gods, I have heard many legends and stories related to the fighting gods since the time I realized things.

But the young Alf hadn't thought about it.

Why is it said that fighting gods are the strongest of the tribe of gods?What kind of power and how strong was it?Alf finally learns the reason after hearing his father's words.

The power to rule over all things Morina with just one voice.Because of the special ability that only the Fighting God possessed, it was passed on as a unique existence.

So, how does it connect to the voice that dominates Mora Vientiane and the story of killing a girl?

In response to Alf's question, my father returns.

"The power of the god of battle was not inherited to the children.Because the ruler of the demons cursed my family. "

"W-What the hell!?"

Alf knows.

Fighting gods challenged and defeated the rulers of the demons.

However, the Demon Ruler won and feared the Fighting God.

"The ruler of the demon clan cursed my clan so that the heirs of the fighting gods, who were so powerful as to threaten their existence, would not appear.Therefore, as long as we do not break the curse, we will not be able to express the power of the fighting gods.But still, very rarely do they break the evil curse, and the only one with a unique voice is born.That's the evil girl. "

"Why, Father!? If you were a girl, you might have inherited the power of the Fighting Gods.And yet, you're a mischievous girl! "

If even the rulers of the demons were born to inherit the power of fear, they should be blessed.Isn't that the right way to be the descendant of the fighting gods?And instead of celebrating, would fathers kill babies as "evil daughters"?

His brother Alex grabbed Alf's confused hand.

"I know how you feel, Alf."My father told me the first time you were born.I was very confused at that time.But this is a very important story for the descendants of our fighting gods.So listen to my father and understand him well.Our wish and our imposed destiny. "

"Niisama..."

Alf was puzzled, but Alex beat him and looked up at his father again.

"I serve the emperor as a god of war, and do my best for the people of God.That is the aspiration of the descendants of our fighting gods, and it is an aspiration.However, in order to do so, we must take Reiki back from the rulers of the demons. "

"Yes, that's what I've been taught."

"Then why do we have to get Reiki back?Why can't we serve the Emperor unless we get Reiki back? "

"Well, that's...."

Once upon a time, the fighting gods had swords of awesome power.However, the ruler of the demon tribe was defeated and the sword was taken.

The descendants of the god of fighting shall surely recover the sword of the god of fighting, Reiki.

And until we get Reiki back, we'll never be allowed to serve the Emperor.

That's what Alf taught me.But even here, Alf hadn't thought of anything.

Why should I be strong?It was to retake Reiki from the demons and serve the Emperor as a fighting god.

Then, why do I have to get Reiki back to become a god of war?

To serve the Emperor as a fighting god is a wish, so it is only necessary to seek strength.Do you need Reiki there?

That's right, Alf.

My father spoke quietly as he turned his gaze to the village under his eyes.

"The power of the fighting gods. In other words, Reiki is absolutely necessary to control the voice that dominates the Mori Ra Vientiane.Think about it.If all the sounds leaking out of your mouth have a strong influence on all things Morila, why can't you even have a proper conversation and breathe away? "

"... that's right. No matter how special your voice is, I think it's troublesome to always influence your surroundings."

At first glance, I think it is a wonderful voice, but when I think about it thoughtfully, Alf also knew that it is difficult to handle it unexpectedly.

After all, if you casually say, "I'm hungry," everyone within reach will become hungry.Sigh and everyone will be relieved, cough and a gust of wind will blow.

Thinking so, it is still difficult to handle the "fighting god power" that affects the surroundings.

"So, in order to suppress your usual powers, you absolutely need Reiki."

"Yes, it is."

Alf understands Reiki is an indispensable part of the fighting god.

"Well then, let's think about it." Reiki is not back in our hands yet.What if the girl who inherited the voice of the fighting gods was born there?The baby will give birth.You can't take innocent crying away from a baby.But what happens in that voice? "

"Well, that's...."

A meaningful voice will correctly influence and demonstrate the effects of the fighting gods on all things Mora.However, how does the cry of meaningless crying, crying for future mothers, crying for milk, expressing loneliness, and showing anger affect Morinori?Alf couldn't have imagined it.

Instead, my father answers.

"First of all, the world will certainly collapse."

"Huh!?"

“Uncontrollable baby crying affects the world indiscriminately.If that happens, Mori Luo will be disturbed and crazy, and will collapse at the end. "

"Oh no...."

To Alf, who was silent, my father was prepared to let go.

"We must take responsibility as descendants of the gods of war.In order not to destroy the world, we must kill the child with the voice of the fighting gods with this hand. "

That was the fate imposed on the descendants of the fighting gods.

Before dawn.

Everyone in the village gathered on the hill outside the village was ready.

Even if she is the descendant of the god of battle, if she inherits the voice of the god of battle, she kills with all her might.

The reason he moved up the hill was because he was temporarily evacuated because he did not know how much damage would be done to the village by the girls' voices.

"From now on, my mother will have a child.We will wait here until we know the child's gender and if she is a girl, whether or not she inherits power. "

A clan of the descendants of the gods of fighting, and the villagers who have served for generations, quietly overlook the village.

Alf also stared at the village with breathless thoughts.

In one of the large mansions in the village, the woman was breathing roughly.

The feeling of labor pain began to narrow after midnight.

However, there was only one midwife beside the woman who noticed the birth.My beloved husband and my two lovely sons are gone.

Because they took a temporary evacuation in case of an emergency.

"Please, please be a boy...."

While being rescued by the midwife, she breathes in briefly and repeatedly, and exhales for a long time with the strength of her lower body.

Soon, a new life will be born.

But the thoughts of mother and midwife were complicated.

Suppose the life that comes from the child is a woman and has taken over a special power...

Husbands and villagers will come to pick new lives with all their might.

A new life was given.My beloved comes to take my little life.I just want to avoid that.

The woman prays while enduring the pain associated with childbirth.

Please, may he be a boy.If you're a girl, don't pass on any special powers.

"Wife, it won't be long.Good luck. Come on, a little more.Good luck. Ah, just one more breath! "

The midwife gives in. And I took the little life I was born with care.

When the woman gets up as if she has forgotten the pain in her lower body, she stares at the midwife and my child who has been held back.

The midwife stared at the baby in her fearful hands and shook her shoulders small.

"Madam... I'm a girl."

At the voice of the midwife, the woman breathes.But the woman hath not cowardice, and hath stretched out her hand to hold my son in her hand.

The midwife took an unexpected step backwards when she handed the baby to the woman.

The newborn baby moved small in my mother's hand.

Open your mouth and breathe for the first time.

And then...

Oyaaaa!

As the birth of a new life is shown to the world, I vigorously raise my voice.

But it was the voice that led the women to despair.

Immediately after the baby's voice echoed.

The mansion began to shake.

It's not just the mansion. The air and the earth itself begin to shake violently, and the Mansion screams.

The pillars crumble and the walls break.Ceilings and floors torn, and the mansion began to collapse.

The midwife screamed in fear.Still, in an attempt to protect the mistress from collapsing ceilings and walls, she covered herself on a woman who was not even in the postnatal period.

"Ahh, ahhhh...."

The woman was crying.

The worst has happened.

My son, who was born, was a woman and inherited a special power.

Soon my husband will be here.

To hold the sword in his hand and kill the child.

"But I won't let you cum alone.My mother will always be around, won't she?Until the end, we'll be together. That's why I'm not sad. I don't miss you. "

A woman held her newborn child firmly in her chest.

There's only a little time left.In that short time, I will inject all my love into my little life.

And I'll make up my mind. Let's die with my daughter.You'll leave your beloved husband and dear sons behind, but you can't leave your daughter alone.

My mother will always be with me.

The woman gave her daughter life in love.

The little baby, strongly embraced, cries as she receives her mother's love all over her body.

Innocent.

The baby keeps crying.

The world is shaking violently, and the mansion that could not withstand the shaking collapses.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...."

The woman was crying too.

The sadness of losing a daughter. I will lay down my hand to my husband's carelessness.Thinking of the sons left behind, I can tighten my chest.

I held my daughter tight and tight in my chest.

Whatever happens, don't forget this little warmth.

The woman loved her daughter as much as she could until her husband rushed in.

Then something strange happened.

The baby who had been crying innocently until now stopped crying.

The woman and the midwife stare at the baby in amazement.

With her mother holding her, the baby opened her eyes wide and stared at her crying face.

Then, he desperately suppressed his crying voice like a baby, tied his little lips tightly and trembled his cheeks.

"Oh, what a sweet girl..."

The baby noticed.

The world is about to collapse because of me.

I know my mother is sad.

"Hey, are you okay!!"

Then the men rushed in, blowing up the rubble of the broken mansion.

Men holding weapons in their hands and expressing their readiness to die.

But the men stopped feeling uncomfortable.

A woman and a midwife were staring at the baby in love.

"What the hell is going on?"

A woman's husband is approaching with a gentle look.Then he looked at the baby held in the woman's hand and took a breath.

"Was it still a girl who inherited power? But...."

It was a strange sight.

Even in the eyes of the men, the baby seemed desperate to endure crying.

"You, this child is a very good child." That's why..... "

Please, don't kill me.And the woman could not say until the end.

Women know it painfully.

No matter how smart and good a girl is, we have no choice but to kill her now that she inherits the power of the fighting gods.

Even if you had endured crying now, one day you would definitely leak your voice.That way, the world will collapse.That's why now is the perfect time to shove your voice out.

Still, the man showed a moment of hesitation.

A small life held dearly by my beloved wife.

Not only men, but all those who rushed were stopped by the health of their babies who were instinctively understanding the nature of their voices or desperately trying to suppress them from crying.

At that time, a young shadow broke in between the woman holding the child and the man holding the sword.

"Father!"

It was Alf who interrupted.

Alf looks up at the great father with a serious look and says.

"I still think it's strange.I'm not convinced that you're going to kill a baby who hasn't committed any sins yet, just because you're going to commit them! "

When Alf scolded him, he ignored his brother's voice, and Alf continued.

"Look! The baby has endured crying.If so, shouldn't we be patient too!? "

Standing with his hands wide open to protect his mother behind him and the newborn baby, Alf's eyes contained an unwavering will.

"Please, believe in your baby and give it a chance to live!"

Behind Alf, a woman was weeping with tears.

The man with the sword stares at my young child and at the newborn baby with his beloved wife.

Men also knew deep down.

Immediately after the birth voice sounded. As the earth shattered and the house collapsed, the men ran.However, I hesitated for a moment before I saw my wife and my beloved baby, and when my son broke in between, my readiness to wave down my sword was shattered.

Still, the man takes a step forward as descendant of the fighting god.

"Father!"

If we don't give way, Alf stands up.The man quietly opened his mouth to the bravery of the young son.

"... Alf, do you have any idea what it's like not to kill a baby here right now?Are you still saying you don't want to kill the baby? "

Yes!

The man asked Alf, who answered immediately, even more.

"Now, listen, as you say, the baby looks smart and restrained from crying.Even if I had mercy on the baby.What happens when the baby makes a sound in the future?Are you responsible for killing me? "

Anyone can do as long as they wish.But can you be held responsible for the outcome?As a father, the man questioned his son severely.

Alf looked up straight at his father and said without hesitation.

"At that time, I will also hold the sword.But for the baby! "

In the presence of those who were astonished, Alf declared magnificently.

"I mean, you're pathetic!Fathers are determined to kill babies.So I'm just going to be on the baby's side no matter what happens!Even if the baby cries and the fathers take the sword as they do now, I think I'll be on the baby's side! ”

How to take responsibility for Alf.It was about sharing fate with my sister.

If his sister cried, Alf decided to stand on the side of the guards, not on the side of killing her.Even if the consequences include your own death.

The man's heart is overwhelmed by the hard determination of his son, who thought he was young.

She closed her eyes tightly and gripped the handle of the sword.But the man never raised his sword.

Instead, the man lowers his head deeply.

"Everyone.... I wonder if you could listen to the selfishness of this ungrateful man."

Deep, deep. The men lowered their heads to the villagers they accompanied.

"I thought Alf was right, too.I can't stand killing such a brilliant daughter right now.At least for a while. Can you give me a break until I can see if the baby really keeps his voice down? "

"Master..."

A warrior of loyalty gently puts his hand on the man's shoulder.

"We will obey the Lord."

"Thank you...."

Tears appeared in the eyes of the man who raised his head by the loyal minister.

However, as the descendants of the fighting gods, you must be bullied.

"We cannot give up our destiny.Therefore, if my daughter cries in the future, it is time to show determination.Everyone must be prepared for this determination. "

"At that time, I'm with my sister!"

"Very well, then, Alf risked his life to protect his sister.That will be your destiny. "

Yes!

Before dawn in summer.

There was a great disturbance in a small village on the border that no one else knew about.

As a result, the babies who were supposed to be killed lived long enough, and the villagers kept watching over the miracle.

Yes, a dozen years from now, until the day comes.

"Ami...... La......"

In the deep darkness, Alf kept calling out his sister's name.

My body doesn't move.

I don't feel anything either.

Darkness spreads into my sight, and I almost dragged my soul into it.

Still, Alf kept calling out his precious sister's name.

Thousands, tens of thousands of times.

No, I can't hear you anymore.

I know.

My life is about to run out.

Still, I couldn't help but scream.

That day.

Alf swore.

Until the end, she was on Amira's side.

That's why I'll call you again and again.

My sweet sister's name.

"Amira...."

Your voice only resounds in the dark.

I don't think we can get out of this darkness anymore.

I'm going to die.

I can't protect my sister.

Yes, it was when Alf was desperate in the dark.

I felt like being called by warm signs.

Alf relies on the warmth he feels and moves into the darkness.

And find a little light ahead of the warmth.

Alf did not hesitate to dive into the tip of the light.

Blurring, the darkness is clearing up.At the same time, he began to see something bright and realized that it was a landscape that came into view.

"Ami... la..."

I thought I couldn't even squeeze it out anymore, my voice overflowing out of my throat.

And I could feel the warmth through my palm.

Alf finally turned his eyes towards his warm palms.

And then I realize.

Alf's hand was firmly holding his sister's hand.

Alf and Amira, lying side by side.

I wonder when I was asleep.I wonder why Amira doesn't move.

Alf is agitated by anxiety and irritability.

"Amira..."

Ignoring someone's voice that you can't move yet, Alf rushed to his sister.

It feels slightly warm.

Alf called out his sister's name again.

The fingertips of Amira twitched to respond to my brother's voice.

With that alone, Alf's eyes were overflowing with tears.