The Antagonist: The World Ends Theory
Chapter 132 - Life Is About What You Choose

"I chose to vanish along with black magic."

Grein was surprised, his eyes perfectly rounded. This girl in front of him made a very bold choice. Even when Lyserith decided to help her, there was still a trace of fear in her gaze. But Clara did not, she seemed so sure of what she said.

Although Clara's physique is exactly the same as Lyserith's. But their nature and attitude are very different. As Clara said, she is herself, Clara Scoleths is Clara Scoleths and Lyserith is Lyserith. And Ivory...

Grein closed his eyes, bowing his head staring at the reflection of his face on the surface of the tea. Then he smiled faintly, thinking how ill-fated the fates of the four people with destiny lines intersected. They are the same, but they cannot be said that either. Strange, but that's the fact.

"You sure? Not changing your choice? There's still time before I make your request come true, you know." Grein persuaded Clara, she at least wanted to listen to his choice once more. For indeed, deep in the recesses of his heart, he did not give it up.

"Haishis... I said! I will clear all black magic in the Herbras continent. I'll disappear with them."

Along with the old man and Avrim too...

"...Alright." Grein finally resigned.

He knew the similarities between the four girls who had this kind of soul. They are just as stubborn, and hard to be selfish. Their choices always end happily for others only, but they are tormented. Behold, even after three rebirths though they remain the same and end horribly.

"Oh, I have one request for you." Tukas Clara's.

"What's that?"

"Can you give Mirye a message in a letter. Just keep it next to me who's in a coma. That way, I can calm down." Clara said, a smile on her lips.

Grein nodded faintly.

"I've always thought, if for example I didn't offer Lyserith to help me to collect black magic. Are you going to be in front of me right now? No. gabe. More than that. Maybe I'm still alive and I'm exploring shit."

Grein got up from his chair, he walked up to Clara who was standing firm. Prepare to accept the risks and side effects of black magic absorption on a large scale. Clara was nervous and scared. But after seeing how beautiful this world is, especially with the absence of black magic.

This place will be called the world of dreams.

Grein stopped stepping, he looked at Clara's face intently. Just because this girl had changed her hair color, she immediately looked like Lyserith.

"If we meet again another time, will you recognize me? Not as Zavius or Grein. But as myself at that time."

Suddenly the melancholy atmosphere around him made Clara unable to bear to not cry. The scene of the final onion smell - the end of this attacks him in a row - tubi. He could not bear it, but it seemed like this was the last time he would meet with Grein.

"Even if you don't know. We can make acquaintances." Clara smiled widely, raising her two fingers a peace sign.

"Yes, too. Then, I'll see you later."

"Hopefully see you again." Clara nodded vigorously, still trying to hide the look of her sad face.

...❀...

The wind was blowing very slowly. The waves swept away quietly causing ripples of water with an awesome sound. This afternoon the sky seemed empty, not a single bird flew across the horizon.

Near the shoreline, there were two people lying next to each other staring at the twilight sky. They both seem to dissolve in their minds. Even the ruins around them were ignored.

The Emperor clasped Clara's hand tightly, he was so afraid that the girl could disappear in the blink of an eye if he turned away. Though her consciousness is slowly disappearing, she won't let Clara get away from her.

Clara did not return the Emperor's hand. He was busy thinking about his conversation with Grein. All of that then ended with a heartwarming and pathetic decision from him.

What an irony of my life. Wherever I am... Lilia is still me. My fate remains the same. Can't trade with lucky people.

In that silence, Clara heard Meiger singing a song. A very familiar song for Clara. Although he is not from the art of music, but still. Art is still art.

Pathhetique sonata? Why...?

Clara looked to her left, where Meiger was closing her eyes with a small hum. The man looked very exhausted, all his strength he used to hold Clara's hand.

"Your Majesty. How could Your Majesty know that song?"

"I used to hear you humming with this about eleven years ago when you were still in the library. I accidentally broke up."

"so."

How could Clara know that? Before the day of his execution, Grein must have taught Clara a lot.

Clara turned back to face the sky. Dusk is not just about beauty as a photo spot. But a very moving time to be a moment of farewell.

Anybody, I want to cry onions here.

Clara's eyes, which began to blacken from the black magic heap, began to shed tears that always dripped every time she lost. Though Clara was not usually like this, because basically she did not have someone so valuable that she cried her death.

Clara felt that Meiger's hand was loosening.

"Clar."

"What?"

"I think I'm a little tired."

"Of course Your Majesty. His Majesty has many wounds all over the body."

"You are the same."

"I'm sleepy, I want to sleep." Connect Meiger with a soft voice.

Then there was a small laugh from Clara, "If you want to sleep, just sleep Your Majesty. Why should I tell my servant?"

"Because I'm scared."

"Hm?"

"I was so scared when I slept for a long time. And when I woke up, there was no you by my side. You disappeared like you promised him. Please Clara..."

Again Clara laughed, this time her laughter was firmer. Implied a bit of heart in his voice. Only this time did he feel reluctant to follow fate. Come on, the color of her eyes is black now, not white like pearl anymore.

"I love you, Clara."

Heh?

Clara's laughter stopped suddenly. His voice seemed to be stifled after hearing the last sentence from Meiger before the man lost his consciousness.

Now, after Meiger can't hear it anymore. Clara was free to cry. Claiming - maki destiny that can never pro her. This world does not run for him, but only for people other than him. Wearing once.

Clara immediately changed her position to sit. Glanced to his left where there was Meiger who had fallen asleep in his dream. I don't know when the guy's gonna wake up, but Clara knows for sure. Meiger would wake up without any figure of her accompanying him.

Clara extended her hand to Meiger's forehead, wiping her hair bangs. Meiger's face is perfect when viewed closer. It did not matter if there were many wounds that stained his face at this moment. He remains the maximum handsome no matter what the state of his face.

I can't joke at a time like this. My joking ability suddenly disappeared. Well, from the beginning I was just an amateur.

Clara smiled bitterly.

Slowly, Clara put her lips closer to Meiger's forehead. Peeling it for some time. When Clara let go of her kiss. He looked at Meiger's face as he continued to shed tears, his tears hitting Meiger's cheek. Really, Clara can't leave this guy alone.

"Meiger Westhley's..."

Clara kept her face away from Meiger's. Whispering slowly, slower than the sound of waves that faintly sounded in the ears. That's because Clara didn't dare to call Meiger directly by her name.

She wiped her tears on Meiger's cheek. Then smile at the figure who is sleeping. His smile was so wide, displaying a row of his teeth. However, back he could not hold back the tears that kept dripping.

"...I love you too."

Clara's body slowly - the grounds turned into white rose petals. Then each petal of the white rose flew in the direction of the wind. The sound of the waves getting louder and louder, then leaving silence on the beach. Meiger was the one whose hand was holding empty air.

The girl disappeared with the wind.

...❀...

In a place with a completely white feel. There was a man with hazel eyes holding the hand of the girl next to him. But his gaze was fixed on that boundless all-white sight.

The girl looked at him and looked at him with a knotty smile on her face, her sapphire eyes glowing when she was happy.

He raised the hand that the man was holding, put an object into it before closing it again. He said something that the man could not hear.

The girl then let go of her hand. When the man opened his hand, he was surprised by the object the girl had given him. But a second later, the girl disappeared and left the man alone.

"This is the jade slip I gave you."

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