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——I don't understand the value of the existence of human beings. I don't even understand the meaning of my own existence. I am the God of Disaster, born to kill.
——Human beings are indeed fragile, and life is short and fleeting, just like cherry blossoms. But I envy them, because they can use their only life to remain in the memory of their loved ones.
You know clearly that this is the extravagant hope of people from the other side, but you still yearn for it. The pastoral landscape, the smoke curling up from the kitchen stove, the simple yet subtle sense of happiness.
——The purpose of drawing a sword is not to kill, but also to protect. There must be someone in you who wants to wield a knife for her, definitely.
That month, under the cherry blossom tree, you turned your head and smiled at me, which turned into the salvation of this life.
——It would be great if I could become a human being. Even if my life is limited, I can be remembered by others for a lifetime. Now, Yato, let's make a deal. In the next life, shall we be reincarnated as human beings?
I can't forget the look of you lying in a pool of blood, with the most familiar smile on your face, telling me:
——In the next life, it would be great if... I could become a human...
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After hundreds of years, if I meet you again in the sea of people, will you happily become a strong human being who will forget me at any time?
——Are you really a god? He's obviously just a strange man wearing old sportswear...
——I did hear your wish. Juri Asakawa, you are a destined (five yuan) person.