The endless darkness was as dim as an abyss, and Sheath felt like she had fallen into a vortex in the center of the ocean current.
Countless fragments of the past rushed into his mind, and every word he could not forget or had forgotten came to his mind uncontrollably.
"Be careful, be careful...you are carrying our lives on you."
"Remember, never, never stand up!"
"...don't go."
"——Informer Wendy! He is the informant from Neverland!"
【I can give you a possibility of the future, the possibility of pursuing ideals】
"...Idiot, dilettante, clown, bumbling weirdo."
"Therefore, you never have anything to atone for."
"Beware of arrogance, child. If you don't know what to do, remain silent. For justice does not need to assert itself. Truth and righteousness speak for themselves... You do not need people to trust you, because you are not a leader and you do not intend to be.
Leader. You only need to be responsible for yourself - for the decisions you make, the sacrifices you make, and the consequences you bear."
The girl whispered.
And at the end of their sight, two figures that should make Wendy feel very familiar, but now feel inexplicably strange, appeared in his eyes.
The children around them gathered together, but they either had their heads lowered or their faces were full of horror and fear.
The girl had pulled his hand hard before, strangling his wrist. The pain remained on his arm, making him feel like someone was pulling his wrist every moment, telling him "Don't go."
John screamed and shouted: "It's just us, it's just us!"
Those rustling words were like moth wings flapping in his mind. He either heard everything or heard nothing.
——It is Wendy.
Then, he stretched out his hand and made a move - Wendy closed her eyes subconsciously.
【Do you think you are a qualified father? 】
"...don't go."
Before Michael could reply, Peter Pan hit him with a hammer.
Peter Pan casually pointed at the half-grown boy with messy short black hair who looked timid and frightened, almost crying.
"Adults are not trustworthy, they are the dirtiest things!"
Their hands were tied together with thin but tough ropes, their backs were turned, and their bodies were covered in bruises. Their four hands were tied together and hung in the void.
At that moment, Wendy recalled her past memories.
At that moment, Wendy felt her wrist tighten - as if some hallucination was pulling her.
"Because we want to leave-"
"That's because she's become a dirty adult too!"
At that moment, young Wendy felt a sense of shame... He was ashamed of his timidity.
"And Sanchez, he was also thrown to death by you!" John followed.
Michael's voice was filled with fear and anger: "I saw you kill her!"
"——So? Are the adults here?"
"Sheath, you retreat when encountering difficulties and achieve nothing. I don't want to forgive you, but I have to do this. Because God is unfair - because even if you are as despicable as you, even if you give up so many times, you still have a chance to come.
Realize your own value...but more people are trapped in the dilemma of insufficient ability, and they can't escape despair despite their best efforts."
Peter Pan said proudly: "They didn't come, and they also lied to you!
Peter Pan looked even angrier than he was: "She fell in love with an adult. Peter Pan must kill her before she becomes an adult! A clean death is better than a dirty life!"
The children were scared and shouted loudly.
Wanting to file a complaint or something really has nothing to do with Michael and John.
It was a giant hammer that could easily blow a person's head off, but Michael's face only became a bloody mess. He and John were blown away in an exaggerated manner, hanging on the moon like swings, swinging in a circle.
A hollow voice sounded in the bottom of my heart.
Peter Pan's sharp and dissatisfied voice sounded: "Informer! Bad guy! Traitor! You have shit in your head, and you dare to betray Peter Pan and Neverland! I like you so much, but you also turned bad.
!”
"It's really gone, it's really gone!"
"You didn't! You threw Joey to death!"
Seeing the two people's bloody faces colliding together - seeing what he looked like now through the other's face, Peter Pan smiled happily: "Tell me, who else has betrayed me? What you said
, I will let you die quickly. Otherwise, I will stew you into soup with toads, centipedes, silt, dog feces and smelly shoe soles!"
"You killed Sandy first——"
"If this is a stage that only happens once in your life, let it go and perform to your heart's content."
——The next moment, Wendy suddenly woke up, gasping for air.
Wendy subconsciously wanted to take a step forward, but was forcefully pulled back by the girl who was holding his wrist tightly.
"I can save ten people, a hundred people, a thousand people...but how can I save this world?"
And the two of them were hung in the night sky, and their painting style was completely different from the surrounding environment.
Wendy felt pain in her heart.
That was originally a plan initiated by Wendy... because he was smart enough to realize the truth - if this continues, everyone will eventually die. Because Peter Pan only wants companions who are "always children" like him, but
Everyone will grow up. But Wendy did not dare to go to the execution department. His legs would tremble just thinking about it... so he called Michael, who had the best relationship with him, and John, who was the strongest.
A short-haired child with unusually slender limbs and a flying film between his elbows and ribs was flying freely in the night sky around the two of them. His painting style was very suitable for the surrounding environment, and it also
It looks like an animation, like a child's favorite fairy tale. In his hand is a rather exaggerated, huge hammer full of spikes.
As he spoke, the moon in the sky descended, lowering the two of them into a dark green, smelly boiling soup pot.
"Very good, very good."
"You threw us down from a height and you never cared whether we wanted to or not!"
Wendy subconsciously wanted to defend herself, so he took a step forward.
So even when Peter Pan pointed at her, Wendy remained motionless, as if all this had nothing to do with her.
The soup pot was so hot that the two of them couldn't help but scream, and their bodies kept bouncing like skinned frogs.
"……I miss you so much."
"That's how it should be, give it a kiss!"
Seeing this, Peter Pan laughed heartily, and then hit John with a backhand hammer. This time, he circled around three times before finally falling down.
"Peter Pan will always catch you!" Peter Pan argued.
"Bad thing, betrayed the legion!"
"No matter how good the magician is, he will always make a mistake," Peter Pan exclaimed. "When they flew down from a high place, they were all screaming with joy!"
"Come on, Peter Pan asked you to tell me. Why do you want to complain to the adults?"
In the void, what hangs the two people is a cartoon "crescent moon". Around the crescent moon, it is as if it is soaked in ink, and a small area of the sky turns into a crayon-like abstract night.
In the end, only the last whisper, filled with despair and sadness, trembling slightly, echoed clearly in his mind.
——But, because I didn’t admit it, innocent people died!
Wendy felt that she was being supported by someone, and her wrists were being held tightly. At this moment, he was so weak and powerless, unable to break free from the restraints of others.
Peter Pan's face was full of resentment: "Sure enough, you are the traitor and have unclean feelings - you should die too!"
A feeling mixed with resentment and grievance came over him. He seemed to be able to feel the hearts of everyone around him - as if he felt that everyone was condemning him. No matter whether they were looking at him or not, no matter what their expressions were.
, Wendy felt like they were speaking ill of her in their hearts.
"Why are you holding Wendy's hand? Do you like him?"
But it wasn't him who flew away...but the girl beside him, holding his wrist.
One is brown-haired and skinny, with rodent ears and sharp teeth; the other is blond and strong, taller than his peers.
As he spoke, the hammer in his hand turned into a huge medical pot. As he circled his left hand, the two people who were originally facing away from each other turned half a circle and became face to face.
He remembered that when Michael and John were about to be arrested, they specifically said to themselves: "Remember, never, never come forward!"
It's like waking up from a dream... Those memories from the "future" are like quicksand between the fingers, disappearing in the blink of an eye, completely forgotten. Only a vague illusion is left, making Wendy feel that what is happening in front of her is
What I saw and heard seemed to have been seen somewhere before.
"...don't go."
"They are afraid -"
Then Peter Pan turned around and threatened the children: "There must be someone else! Come forward and take your responsibility!"
"Hurry up and confess him, otherwise I will pick someone to stew with them!"
But Wendy's reason told him that Michael was right...as betrayers, they would die no matter what. In this case, it would be good to have one less person die.
The extremely cold wind in winter followed his breathing, pouring into his mouth and nose, and drowning in his alveoli. The sudden cold wind inhaled made him choke and cough.
But Michael gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.
Wendy was hot-headed and wanted to rush over and tell her everything.
No, I am——
But the rationality in his heart told him: it was too late to stand up now, because Peter Pan had already said that he wanted to kill her, and even if he admitted it at this time, it would only make Peter Pan angrier. She would still be angry because she was too close to him.
No matter how good you die, the final result is the same. Then, only if you don't stand up at this time, can you save one more life - even if you only save your own life, you will always be able to live one more life. And as long as you are still alive
, he can help others continue to think of ways to escape, because he has the experience of failing once...
"Teacher...what should little Russell do like you? What should sister Alice do?"
"You lied!"
"Because we are already dead, there is no use if you come out again. But as long as you live...as long as people live, there is hope!"
If you want the betrayer to die, then let me die alone——
This should obviously be correct.
"If not, I will stew - you!"
That's "Michael" and "John".
"Peter Pan doesn't believe it! You two are not the eldest children, so why are you the ones complaining?"
Peter Pan said with a sullen face: "Peter Pan keeps his word."
If you were an adult, you would probably do the same thing.
But, but, why...
"——Why do you feel so painful...right?"
After saying this, Peter Pan's expression suddenly changed completely.
His childish and extreme expression suddenly became complicated and calm.