"What's wrong with a fighting robot? Why did you destroy it?"
Black Soul lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, and the room was filled with dead silence.
After a moment, he turned to Weslin and said, "What does this matter have to do with you? Why do you guys jump out and meddle in other people's business?"
"Because we all love fighting robots, for us, it is a dream!"
"Dreams... when you become like me, let's see what those dreams are all about!"
Weslin already felt something from his words, so he asked: "Is the reason why you hate fighting robots so much because of your legs?"
Black Soul still lowered his head. Weslin's words seemed to bring back his sad past, but at the same time, they also brought back the anger in his heart.
"In the past, I naively regarded fighting robots as my dream, and I once attracted much attention like you. But later when I got into an accident, I realized that everything I did for it was not worth it! For the so-called dream
, you have to sacrifice your body and cut off the relationship with your family, do you think it is worth it?"
"I understand everything you said." Weslin said.
Black Soul sneered, "You know nothing!"
Weslin, who was still a little nervous at first, became much calmer after seeing Black Soul's current reaction.
At least he has seen that the guys from Black Soul and Razor seemed to love fighting robots at first.
It was just their inner desires that gradually turned their dreams into greed and hatred.
"Do you see my right hand again?" As he spoke, Weslin bent his elbows with his bound arms and exposed his right palm.
Black Soul looked towards his right hand and vaguely saw a white scar. Although it was not very obvious, it could still be seen.
"In order to prevent my robot from being destroyed, I used this hand to stop the rotating knife of the opponent's robot."
Hearing these words, Black Soul's eyes showed surprise.
"For me, fighting robots are not tools for competition at all, but my friends. I don't believe that a person who loves his friends would hate his own robot so much. Although I don't know what caused your legs to change.
This is the case, but every price we bear is the result of our own choices. In the end, what happens to us is determined by our own choices, not by a robot."
"What do you know! If Dangru didn't have a fighting robot, I wouldn't have touched it, let alone my brother and I wouldn't have become what we are now!"
"You also said that the current situation means that you now know that what you are doing is wrong, right? You have not completely lost your humanity, you are just blinded by hatred!" Weslin
said.
Black Soul turned his head away, "You don't understand anything at all. Our fate should not be like this."
At this moment, the scene from five years ago appeared in Black Soul's mind.
It was the happiest time he had ever had, and also the most terrifying nightmare.
At only 13 years old, he is at his right age and lives a happy life like a normal child.
But when he passed by a store and saw a fighting robot competition on TV in the window, he fell in love with this competitive sport without hesitation.
Because the family education at that time was very strict, even to the point of being excessive, the family monitored the Black Soul brothers very strictly and would never allow them to disobey their parents' decisions.
Therefore, Dark Soul, like his other children, secretly started his own fighting robot business.
A few months passed in the blink of an eye, and Black Soul and his brother were extremely talented. They used their own abilities to build two 110-kilogram robots. For this purpose, they went out to work during the holidays to get enough money.
money to buy parts.
At that time, there was a domestic competition, so the two Black Soul brothers decided to sign up for the competition.
Everything was going smoothly.
But in the middle of the competition, Black Soul's family discovered the secret of him and his brother, so they resolutely organized them to participate in the competition, and forcibly monitored them to start living in isolation.
You are not allowed to go anywhere except school every day.
Because the results of the competition are good, and the finals will be in one day.
So, Black Soul and his brother decided to climb out from the third floor of their home to secretly participate in the competition.
But who would have thought that while climbing out, an accident happened.
Black Soul fell from the air and broke his lumbar spine, causing his lower body to be completely paralyzed.
After waking up in the hospital and learning the news, Black Soul was heartbroken. He watched helplessly as he missed the game and paid the price with his body.
After this incident, Black Soul's mentality still did not give up on fighting robots.
After being discharged from the hospital, although Black Soul had lost his ability to move, he still wanted to continue competing in the fighting robot competition.
But who knew that the organizers of some competitions would refuse his registration due to his physical disability.
Black Soul didn't understand. The game was obviously controlled with both hands, so why couldn't he participate in the game without his legs?
For this reason, his brother also tried many times, but was rejected by many competition organizers.
After being rejected again and again, Black Soul felt that his dreams and dignity had been trampled on, his life had lost its meaning, and he was depressed all day long.
My brother saw everything, and while he blamed himself in his heart, he also held a grudge against those who treated people with physical disabilities in a special way.
That was what they saw in their eyes, the world's ruthless abandonment of them, and the competitive sport of fighting robots closing in on them.
Darkness will always slowly grow and spread in people's hearts, and then slowly be swallowed up.
By chance, Black Soul's brother learned about the Razor organization and learned that their purpose is to redefine fighting robots and purify the competitive sport of fighting robots. As long as you are strong enough, no matter what kind of person you are, you can win.
Can become a legend.
In this way, with the encouragement of his brother, Black Soul joined the Razor.
From then on, with the slogan of "purification", they will use many cruel methods to keep out players who want to enter this circle.
But they feel that this is to help those players recognize themselves and understand the cruelty of the world, and to "kill all" some of the masters in the circle one by one.
In their consciousness, the world of fighting robots has no emotions, only cruel prey of the jungle.
After listening to Black Soul describe his past experiences, Weslin also saw through the dirty and greedy heart of the leader of the Razor Organization.
"I feel that both you and your brother have been taken advantage of. Those guys just want to occupy the fighting robot competitive sport. There is no such thing as redefining the game."