Mono is dead.
This soul, twisted by resentment and eroded by pain day after day, completely perished following that final cry.
However, Mono did not feel happy because of it.
It wasn't the same as when he had destroyed those monsters in the past...
He didn't feel the slightest bit of joy...
Because...
He was originally an optimistic person, almost like himself.
Who could have imagined such an optimist would be tortured into this state—a withered face, lifeless and numb eyes, a heart filled with Hatred and nowhere to vent it, dying...
Silent and wordless...
After a long while...
"What a pity..."
"You weren't smart enough..."
A thought of mourning couldn't help but rise...
Then,
Xi?
Suddenly, his consciousness fell into darkness...
He...
had long since reached his limit...
Time slowly passed...
The dim earth, broken ruins, pouring rain—everything was bleak and lightless... In a corner, the crackling of firewood sounded as a dim yellow firelight shone...
A figure was carefully using a damp cloth to gently wipe the forehead and face of the person lying on the bed.
"Mono..."
The small hand slowly stopped, and dark eyes closely followed the person on the bed who still had their eyes tightly shut.
What had just happened was bizarre and unbelievable.
But one thing had never changed from beginning to end.
"Mono..."
The small hand gripped tightly.
"You must be okay..."
While staring blankly and murmuring in worry, the person on the bed suddenly moved.
"Water... water..." From the tightly closed eyes came a hurried and weak, dry voice.
"Mono!"
The small figure that had been watching constantly,
flashed a look of joy on her face, then reacted,
"Water? Wait, I'll go find some right now."
With those words, the small hand finally let go, and the sound of hurried footsteps immediately faded into the distance.
Before long, the yellow figure reappeared through the firelight, running back with hurried steps.
"mono..."
Holding a ceramic bowl in her hands, she looked quite anxious as she squatted back down by the bedside.
She was about to help the person lying there up to give him some water, but halfway through, she suddenly stopped.
This water was too cold; she couldn't give it to Mono like this.
She withdrew her hand and turned her gaze toward the nearby fire.
As she watched,
"Water..." a voice drifted over again, still weak.
She began to grow frantic.
What should she do?
There was no time.
Mono needed to drink water now, and she didn't want to delay for even a moment...
Her movements paused once more as she suddenly picked up the bowl and took a drink herself. Then, slowly...
She lowered her head...
Mono felt as if his entire body was being consumed by fire.
It felt like he was walking through a desolate, scorching desert.
Burning sand was everywhere, with barren dunes stretching as far as the eye could see, offering no shelter at all.
And he was like a traveler who had been lost within it for a very long time.
His throat was parched and smoking, yet he couldn't find a single drop of water.
The intense heat seemed ready to evaporate every last bit of moisture from his body.
If this continued, he would turn into a mummified corpse.
He needed water.
An intense desire drove him to madness.
But he simply couldn't find any.
The sensation became increasingly vivid.
It truly felt as if he were trapped in a boundless desert.
He "lowered" his head to take a look.
Was he supposed to drink his own... water?
He continued walking, searching for a way out, but found nothing.
The agonizing sensation tormented him once more.
After hesitating for a long time, he was forced to lower his head again.
He tried to release some water, only to find that everything had shriveled up.
Forget water, there wasn't even a single hair to be found.
Such a terrifying reality was enough to drive one to utter despair.
He only remembered that he had seemingly fought a difficult battle, but he had no idea why he was suddenly in this parched desert.
However, as he walked, his eyes suddenly lit up.
There was actually a water faucet up ahead?
A water faucet in the middle of a desert?
This was truly too bizarre.
There probably wouldn't be any water.
He walked over and twisted the faucet, only to find that water really did flow out.
.
Wasn't this a mirage?
Was it fake?
Amidst his uncertainty, he tried leaning down, watching the stream of water, and opened his mouth.
*Slurp slurp slurp?*
It was cool, soft, and refreshing.
His eyes couldn't help but widen.
It really was water?
A faucet in the desert actually had water? How strange!!
But he couldn't care less about that now. Upon discovering that this water could truly alleviate
the extreme dryness, heat, and agony within him, he directly embraced
the faucet and began to drink.
Of course, for a more satisfying gulp, he inevitably bumped against the faucet,
and sometimes, becoming impatient, he would bite down on it directly.
Strangely enough, the faucet would flow for a bit and then stop,
yielding no more.
He let out a few frustrated cries, and it started again.
However, the taste of this water was still a bit odd—it was too sweet. But that was no longer something he could worry about.
Finally, he had drunk his fill. Only then did he have the chance to notice his surroundings.
He looked at the faucet beside him and couldn't see where it even extended from.
This was truly abnormal.
Wait! Why was there a fish flying over the desert sky?
Mono watched the fish in the sky in astonishment. It had white markings and looked like a strange species.
He wanted to knock the flying fish out of the sky but realized he had no stones.
He took two steps forward and suddenly saw a massive diamond appear on the ground.
.
The diamond, shimmering under the sunlight, was almost as large as his head. He was stunned.
It had to be fake.
Why was everything so strange?
As he was thinking, a soft call suddenly reached his ears.
He heard a faint voice saying:
"Mono... wake up..."
Who was calling? Who was Mono?
Wait!!
Mono? Why did that sound so familiar?
It seemed he did have such a name. Was the voice calling him? He followed the direction of the sound.
Ripples rose before his eyes, and the desert scene slowly drifted away, replaced by a bright yellow figure appearing before him.
Six?
He blurted out instinctively, momentarily stunned.
Then,
—he snapped his eyes open.
As his dark eyes opened, their gazes met.
"Mono... you're awake."
A voice full of pleasant surprise came from in front of him.
Mono looked at the familiar small face before him and blinked again before finally coming to his senses.
Was that just a dream?
He had actually had another strange dream.
Dazed for a moment...
"Six... where are we now?"
Mono glanced around and asked weakly.
He had already remembered what had happened.
After saving Mono, he seemed to have fainted.
They should be in a safe place now.
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