Infinite Journey: Dark Souls

"Huh? Ah, it's nothing. I'm just a little envious of that sniper rifle... cough cough, a little curious."

"You said it out loud, you know? The look on your face right now is like a little girl who's seen a cute doll, your whole face is sparkling, it's just a matter of 'I really want that sniper rifle' written all over your face!"

"Hey, Zhi."

"what?"

"I really want that sniper rifle."

"Has he already admitted it without any attempt at concealment?"

"In the hands of that woman who didn't cherish her guns, they couldn't reach their full potential. They should be recycled by us ashes and used as weapons to conquer other worlds, serving us to the very end!"

"When did we Ashes go on to conquer other worlds? Please, aren't we here to drive out the invaders from this world?"

"Whether it's conquering or protecting, let's go and take it back!"

Ash is so straightforward, she doesn't hide her inner desires. Zhi even noticed that flames started burning on her body, shining brightly as if magnesium powder had been added. Then, with this bright flame, she was about to rush into the sniping scene.

"Um, if Akemi-san really likes firearms, you can apply to join the 'SSS Group'. Once you become a member, you can apply for firearms directly."

At the crucial moment, it was the local bigwig who stopped Xiaoyan. The information she provided made Xiaoyan immediately turn around, grab the girl's collar, and shake her vigorously.

"Really? What are the requirements for joining the 'SSS Group'?"

"They joined without even asking what kind of suspicious group it was!"

"What does it matter? I've already joined the Survey Corps, which is completely useless. One more won't hurt."

"Um, could you please put me down? I feel so uncomfortable..."

"Oh, sorry."

Xiao Yan let go of her hand, and seeing that the petite girl who had been shaken dizzy was about to collapse, she pulled her up again.

"Anyway, just sign up with the leader. Oh, the leader is that purple-haired girl over there, named Nakamura Yuri. She's... well, a very opinionated girl."

"In the end, we still have to go there. Maybe it would be faster to just take it by force."

After the girl explained, Homura, seeing the girl's twitching eyes, grabbed Asahina and tried to rush over there.

"Wait, wait a minute! Ryougi-san, please help us! We'd better not expose ourselves right now!"

"Your Highness, please listen to Asahina's explanation. She's almost in tears."

She had already started crying. In her mind, Xiaoyan had always been a cool and handsome figure who slayed monsters in the Bloodborne world. Now, with such a sudden contrast, Asahina was already so frightened that tears welled up in her eyes.

"Um... I'm sorry, I think I reacted a bit too strongly."

"This is more than just a little intense... Pfft!"

Ignoring Ori, who had just been punched and was now clutching her stomach in silence, Homura adjusted her expression, smiled at Asahina, and patted her head, finally emerging from her inexplicable frenzy.

"Okay, now you can tell us why we can't be exposed."

"Yes, it's because of the student council president, you know, that silver-haired girl over there. The president hates students who break the rules, and if we go over there now, we'll definitely be questioned."

"Oh, is that how it is? Like that guy over there?"

Zhi, having recovered at some point, rested her chin on her hand, looking at the boy who had come into this world with them. She noticed that the leader of the so-called "SSS Group" had left at some point and was approaching the silver-haired girl in the center of the sports field without any warning.

"That's right...we'll be questioned...Huh? Hu ...

No wonder Asahina was so surprised, because the boy had come to the student council president and hadn't even exchanged a few words before his heart was pierced, pierced, pierced.

Indeed, the silver-haired girl seemed to have activated some kind of skill. Countless transparent cubes piled up in her right hand, constructing a sharp blade in a very sci-fi way. Without any hesitation, the girl stepped forward, her blade reflecting the full moon and piercing the night wind. In an instant, she filled the distance between them with a flash of light and stabbed into the boy's heart.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the boy fell to the ground without uttering a sound.

"..."

"Little Flame, it seems this world is quite dangerous."

"Yes, I'll remember to include that in the Survey Corps' report later."

"W-wh-what's going on?! Why would the student council president just kill her like that? She's clearly an 'angel'!"

Asahina's eyes welled up with tears again. Experiencing two sudden changes in the attributes of familiar people in one night had taken a toll on her poor nerves, causing her to unconsciously let out a mournful cry, which naturally alerted the other two groups of people.

"Hmm? That voice... Mikuru!"

Yuri Nakamura was the first to recognize the voice. After all, the owner of the voice was her important mascot. She had been missing for a long time since that strange medieval armored warrior invaded the school. Yuri, who had been worried about her, immediately picked up her sniper rifle and observed the situation on the other side of the sports field through the optical sight as soon as she heard the voice.

"Thank goodness...she's alright!"

The familiar chestnut-brown long curly hair, the familiar petite figure, the familiar flustered movements; seeing that familiar girl, the heart that had been hanging in suspense finally settled down.

However, the next moment, the silver-haired figure entered the scope's field of view. The "angel" also spotted the girls on the other side and took the lead, approaching them first.

Knowing that guy's personality, he'll definitely escort them back to their dorm, which means he won't be able to get her mascot back immediately.

"Hyuga, prepare for battle!"

"Yes, sir! At your command... Wait, combat?"

There was also a boy with short blue hair who joined in persuading newcomers to join the group. Or rather, it was this guy's nonsense that led the newcomers to run up to the student council president, indirectly causing the boy's death.

Yuri hadn't even confronted him about the influence he had on her persuasion yet, and he still looked completely oblivious, which made her unable to resist kicking the guy in the butt, prompting him to charge at the "angel."

"Let's go welcome Jixiang...our team members! Target: 'Angels'! Fire!"

The optical sight framed the "angel," and as the crosshairs met those silver hairs, the trigger was pulled.

The immense recoil caused her to lean back involuntarily, and the .408 CheyTec bullet, traveling at supersonic speed, tore through the short space.

"Guard Skill, Distortion".

Just as Ash and his two companions were about to negotiate with the student council president who was quick to kill without a word, Asahina, who was coming forward, hadn't even had time to greet them when they heard a flat, monotone voice recite a phrase that sounded like the activation of a skill.

Xiaoyan and Zhi acted simultaneously, pulling her back. In the next instant, the bullet, traveling at supersonic speed, accurately struck the back of the silver-haired girl's head, but was blocked by a force field-like barrier, scattering bright sparks and twisting towards the horizon with a violent storm.

Amidst the deafening roar, the "angel" turned around, facing the two charging teenagers, and raised the sharp blade in her hand.

At this moment, Ash had already labeled them as warm and hospitable.

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Intermittent Miracles should be used for healing!

The long night passed, but for the boy, it was just a matter of opening and closing his eyes.

In the infirmary, the red-haired boy woke up. He stared blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling for a moment, the scene before his death flashing through his mind. Then he suddenly sat up and frantically checked the condition of his chest.

Phew, there wasn't any gruesome wound on his chest. Well, who would kill someone again without saying a word just to prove that someone was already dead?

However, someone did indeed do this, and the evidence is the blood-stained shirt he left aside.

"Ah, we patrolled all night but didn't see any intruders."

"It's possible the intruders have already left, or they may have gone into hiding. Didn't the captain confirm it last night? An unknown medieval armored warrior attacked them, leading to Asahina's disappearance. Although they repelled him, we need to observe for a while longer."

The sound of two girls talking could be heard outside the infirmary. The boy had just picked up the blood-stained shirt to take a closer look when he was startled by the approaching footsteps and immediately put on his school uniform jacket.

"Well, we still have to write an investigation report anyway, so staying a few more days won't hurt... Oh, buddy, you're awake?"

The sliding door opened, revealing two spirited young women.

They were both wearing sailor uniforms embroidered with the "SSS badge," one with short hair and the other with long hair; one cheerful and the other aloof, yet both exuded a chilling aura in their eyes, making people unconsciously avoid their gaze.

"Hey, who are you...?"

"Who we are doesn't matter, the important thing is, are you really alright, buddy?"

"I think everything's alright now...probably."

He was also somewhat uncertain, his eyes constantly glancing at the blood-stained shirt that had fallen to the side.

"Hmm, let me see... Wow, this is really amazing. I just lay here overnight and the wound has completely disappeared. It was supposed to be a fatal wound—Xiaoyan, do you want to come and take a look?"

"No, if I went over there too, this guy's blood pressure would rise so high that the veins in his face would burst."

Zhi casually approached him, lifted his coat, and carefully examined his injuries, making the boy blush so deeply he almost bled.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I was just curious about how someone whose heart was pierced could come back to life."

She calmly helped the boy pull his coat up, patted his shoulder heavily, and stepped back to her side in front of Xiaoyan.

"Wait! So you were there when I died? And you just arrived in this world too?"

"That's right, we just got here and saw you get stabbed by that silver-haired student council president. It really gave us a fright."

"So, this really is the 'afterlife'?"

"Probably, young man, you should also have memories of the time of your death, right?"

"No... I don't remember anything."

"Oh, I see. Then it must be something like death from a severe brain injury."

"Do you...do you all remember how you died?"

The atmosphere froze for a moment. He saw a strange look flash in the eyes of both girls, as if they were being asked the same question at different times and in different places, and they were both amused and exasperated.

"As for me, I was hit by a big truck with a bang!"

"I died from a tsunami and a typhoon."

"Huh? Xiaoyan, have you ever died like this before? You're not... Pfft!"

"Okay, that's it. I think the guy behind you needs to talk to you, so I won't bother you any longer."

Under the boy's bewildered gaze, Xiaoyan punched Zhi, who was about to let slip, and then, still under his bewildered gaze, dragged Zhi to the outside of the infirmary—making way for a delinquent leaning against the doorframe, with fierce eyes, messy purple hair, and carrying a menacing halberd.

"Is it you? The one who humiliated Yuri and then refused to join us?"

With a fierce tone, a fierce halberd, and fierce movements, this delinquent-like fellow pressed forward with a ferocious aura after they left. With a swing of his halberd, the blade pointed steadily at the newly resurrected boy, and the cold light flashing on the tip of the blade made his chest involuntarily ache.

"Hey! Wait a minute! Calm down!"

Do you want to die?

That sharp killing intent didn't seem like a joke. He kept searching for a way to break the deadlock, and then he remembered a joke a girl had told him the night before. She said that "why not die once and see" was a common joke here, so he would use that to change the subject.

"Ah, it's that one, isn't it? The joke about a world where you can't die? How funny, ahaha... ah... haha?"

"It's quite funny!"