Lonely Attack on the Different World (WN)

g but a slash, only its end result.

When it began moving the cut was already finished.

There is no beginning, no motion, only the end of it.

The start of the slash and the end of the slash happen exactly at the same time.

『God Eye』probably can see the future.

Just a little bit.

Just a tiny bit.

And with that very little, I counter the slash.

Since I can’t see it.

Since when I can see it the slash is already over.

I just keep swinging.

Swinging to fend off the attacks.

Since it is the No Life King, it must have an infinite time.

So we keep endlessly exchanging blows, eternally crossing the weapons, perpetually parrying, there is probably no end to it.

I don’t even know how much time passed already, but it doesn’t matter.

Because the now stretches without a limit.

But unfortunately, I am limited.

Eventually, I will run out of stamina.

Eventually, I will run out of mana.

Eventually, my mind won’t be able to hold.

Eventually, I will lose consciousness.

But until then I’m limitless.

I parried so many times that I lost count.

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I don’t even have time to blink.

An eternity of clashing swords.

An instant that those clashes last.

But there is an eternity in that instant.

There has to be.

My physical strength doesn’t matter at all.

I slash the moment I think about it.

I slash the moment I feel that.

It’s not the speed of my body.

It’s the speed of thought.

An impossible speed.

If I used my muscles then I surely wouldn’t be able to keep up with this speed.

Pull my own strings using the speed of thought.

My speed has nothing to do with this.

My speed is limited only by the speed of thought.

As I kept endlessly exchanging blows, I noticed that this skull has no thirst for blood.

Meanwhile, we continue our endless exchange.

The source of this bloodthirst must be the darkness, the slashes come from it.

Meanwhile, a perpetual fight continues.

This skull should have been able to kill me.
Easily.
Many, many, many, many times.
Any moment it wanted.

Meanwhile, I unceasingly exchange blows.

The darkness is fading away?

Just a bit.

Just slightly.

Just a little.

But it surely does.

Is it the wooden staff? Scraping and shredding it off, the staff is absorbing it?

It’s scraping off the darkness attribute of undead? Does it have a Holy attribute?

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But as we exchange blows.

As our weapons clash.

As we slash.

As we cross our weapons.

As we attack.

Eventually, and I don’t know how long it took,

But it completely disappeared.

I survived the darkness, but.

I won’t be able to withstand a slash from the skull.

The slash from the skull is…… Eh?

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I finally understood it.

The skull was waiting here all this time for someone to come and kill it.

It was waiting so that sometime, someday, someone will come and put an end to it.

Otherwise, I would’ve been decapitated without being able to put up a fight at all.
Even though it was manipulated by darkness, it didn’t submit to it and kept resisting the darkness.

It kept struggling all this time, waiting for someone who will be able to kill both of them.

「……Tame.」

The skull had no intentions to attack since the very beginning.

That’s why I could contend with it.

Because the skull didn’t want to fight.

That’s why I was able to match its blows.

Because the skill had no will to live.

That’s why……

I tamed it.

I didn’t want to kill it.

For some reason, I thought that I shouldn’t kill it.

It was finally free from the darkness.

So I at least would like to let it out from here.