Again and again, inevitable deaths water a pallid repetition. Whose gaze are your dark eyes fixed upon? The bird can no longer raise its wings.
The traveler journeys toward countless desolate wastelands. He does not look back. The flames consume the road ahead. He does not look back. A dead end lies before him. He does not look back. He rushes toward one meaningless death after another.
What is five minus four? Five minus four is zero. What is six minus one?
The key entrusted to him by a friend, the last bullet loaded into a gun, the lingering warmth at the muzzle, a photograph in a pool of blood, a kite torn by branches.
A rising star in the police force falls alone from a high-rise to protect innocent citizens. In his final recording, there is nothing but the sound of the wind.
Rising Star of the Police Force: The Future I Longed For
Forced to wallow in the mud, yet determined to protect life, this "test subject" who treats his own life as worthless leaves behind the words, "Stay alive."
Nameless Man: The Death of a Robin
Awakening from the darkness, the pianist who returned from the dead is blind in both eyes. The notes flowing from his fingertips weep blood.
Broken Strings: A Future Stained with Blood
"Lin, my name is Lin. Kawakami Lin."
Watching his best friend die before his eyes once again, how many times has it been now?
He wondered numbly.
His fingers spasmed, unable to hold the gun. The black muzzle rose, aimed at his heart.
Once, five times, eight times, twelve times.
How many times has it been? This is the thirteenth.
The truth is, this is an over-the-top, melodramatic story. Don't let the blurb fool you. I'm a good-for-nothing at writing blurbs. Click to see a terminally ill emergency operator make a desperate one-for-five trade (not really), and Gin struggle to keep the organization running all by himself despite its being in shambles (not really). Anyway, it's probably pretty good. The beginning may ramble a little, but it gets a tiny bit better later on.
The plot is a little old-fashioned, clichéd, and melodramatic, but I can't help it! I love it!
Notes:
This is not a traditional fix-it story. The entire police academy squad survives. The protagonist is not quite right in the head. It uses a loop structure, and the forum doesn't do much. This is not a traditional secret identity story, and the identities will be exposed.
There is no pairing in the main story, so ship whoever you like.
Enter at your own risk if this bothers you.
Theme: How I wish I could see you again.
You are asking for help!
The birds soared in the bright morning sun, flying through the scorching smoke, the diffuse dust mist, the sealed cages, the buzzing traffic, and finally landed in the desolate wilderness.
All things returned to silence and all living beings suffered. He struggled through twelve reincarnations of vain suffering and hopeless expectations, and at the end, turned into a raging fire, burning out his unyielding pride, his youthful vigor, his compassion, and his desires.
He was destroyed in the fire that bounded his bones, his white feathers fell off, and he cried blood.
In the depths of those pupils, what one sees is the deathly silence that is not just reincarnation, or the desire to be unearthly.
The slender hand that reached up could not grasp the god who cared for him. No one reached out in the sky. He could only live in a sinful body and walk alone in the absurd world.
I hope the police academy team can regain their memory soon! Cat stickers (suck~)
! I came in because the author's copywriting promised to be a comedy! Why are you so ruthless in just three chapters! When will the police academy team regain their memories?
Fumino is really great, as long as you don't watch the sequel of Fukuchiden, he is my favorite
I always like some sickly/battle-damaged male protagonists
Who stole someone's manuscript? ! ! So wicked! ! !
My best friend. My dear best friend. Don't be afraid, don't be sad. I know it's not your fault. I'm sorry that we couldn't keep the promise we made when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. But please believe that I am always watching you. Birds will not live alone, and storms will not destroy their friendship. Witnessing the emergence of light under the dark clouds, they cuddled up and moved forward. If I disappear along the way, don't worry, I just got tired and stopped to rest. Go on, keep flying, soar in the free sky and warm light! We will meet again at the end!
Delicious, delicious(blinded by the knife. JPG
Wow, I really like my wife's articles. Please update.
Will the police academy team recall the memories of the past few weeks later?
(Staring——) Your update frequency needs to be improved! (Stare--)
You are asking for help! The birds soared in the bright morning sun, flying through the scorching smoke, the diffuse dust mist, the sealed cages, the buzzing traffic, and finally landed in the desolate wilderness. All things returned to silence and all living beings suffered. He struggled through twelve reincarnations of vain suffering and hopeless expectations, and at the end, turned into a raging fire, burning out his unyielding pride, his youthful vigor, his compassion, and his desires. He was destroyed in the fire that bounded his bones, his white feathers fell off, and he cried blood. In the depths of those pupils, what one sees is the deathly silence that is not just reincarnation, or the desire to be unearthly. The slender hand that reached up could not grasp the god who cared for him. No one reached out in the sky. He could only live in a sinful body and walk alone in the absurd world.
I hope the police academy team can regain their memory soon! Cat stickers (suck~)
! I came in because the author's copywriting promised to be a comedy! Why are you so ruthless in just three chapters! When will the police academy team regain their memories? Fumino is really great, as long as you don't watch the sequel of Fukuchiden, he is my favorite
I always like some sickly/battle-damaged male protagonists
Who stole someone's manuscript? ! ! So wicked! ! !
My best friend. My dear best friend. Don't be afraid, don't be sad. I know it's not your fault. I'm sorry that we couldn't keep the promise we made when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. But please believe that I am always watching you. Birds will not live alone, and storms will not destroy their friendship. Witnessing the emergence of light under the dark clouds, they cuddled up and moved forward. If I disappear along the way, don't worry, I just got tired and stopped to rest. Go on, keep flying, soar in the free sky and warm light! We will meet again at the end!
Delicious, delicious(blinded by the knife. JPG
Wow, I really like my wife's articles. Please update.
Will the police academy team recall the memories of the past few weeks later?
(Staring——) Your update frequency needs to be improved! (Stare--)