The world is terrifying, but please be brave, even when you’re battered and bruised.
The sword is the Bodhi flower that kills a god’s body; language is Horus, who kills a god’s soul. (School life + another world, no explicit scenes)
A mentally ill person who acts obnoxious but is actually considerate, and an academically gifted student who seems aloof but is actually fragile and kind. The two separate several times, only to reunite through the pull of fate. Having been away from their homeland for a long time, they thought they could finally return in peace, but their home had become a threat to them. Those who were once human had buried the past for 914 years in another world. Just as everything seemed to be getting better, they discovered that every reunion had been orchestrated for someone’s benefit.
I have few content sensitivities and love writing strange things, so readers with strong sensitivities should proceed with caution. This story comes from my childhood imagination, and I’m only fleshing it out now, so it may have plenty of plot holes. I just hope that one day I’ll get to meet the real her.
