Chapter 825 War Diary 2

The war...maybe coming to an end.

This diary may be my last diary.

I was born in a small group, I... don't know why I was born, who made me born, why I was born, I don't know anything.

All I know is that for as long as I can remember, I've been forced to put on gear, step out onto the battlefield, and fight to the death.

Our enemy...is our own kind, another group, and there are groups like this all over here, all groups are constantly attacking each other.

This is a non-stop battle. At that time, I didn't think about it, I just thought about how to survive. At that time... it was really hard.

My group is not big, even relatively weak, but our commander ignores this and keeps ordering us to rush up and engage groups stronger than us.

In the fierce battle, I survived, but I was captured by the enemy group, which paid no attention to my comrades who had killed them, and they made me wear equipment and fight for them.

In this way, I set foot on the battlefield again.

I don't like battlefields, if possible, I'd like to never fight, but that means death, so it has to be fought.

again and again.

I have killed many alien creatures, as well as countless others of the same kind. I didn't know what to do at first, but I gradually got used to it in the end.

Why? I keep thinking about this question, why kill so many of the same kind? Why fight?

The only reason I've found is...to survive.

The group I was in also became larger and larger during the battle, constantly absorbing prisoners. Increase the number of. Sweep all groups around.

at this time. I also finally understood how we were born. For the first time, I discovered that we have a 'sex', so we can produce offspring.

And these descendants, like me, will become recruits and set foot on the battlefield when they first came to this world and were still very confused.

But they are better than me, at least born in a strong group.

I didn't want to have offspring,

Because I don't want them to be like me... born to fight.

We continue to exterminate those weak groups. Feed on their corpses to make myself stronger and stronger, and I have survived countless battles. I learned how to distinguish the weak individuals of the opponent and kill them quickly, while the stronger ones of the opponent, and I An experienced individual, I'll leave that for the recruits on our side.

Let them win by numbers, maybe many recruits will die because of this, but it doesn't matter, as long as they can win.

As long as it can be won... the war will be over.

That's what I thought then. Keep killing enemies and make the surrounding groups disappear one by one. In the end, we can no longer find any weak groups around.

The war is over and we are victorious.

Because there are no enemy troops anymore, we don't need to fight anymore, I don't need to kill enemies anymore, I can finally have offspring...

Peace is coming...?

Indeed, the peace lasted...for a little while.

After this brief lapse, feuds resumed, initially over the disappearance of the Commander.

The commander disappeared, and I was there at that time, and it suddenly disappeared in front of me, and I was quite surprised.

However, what surprised me even more was that the commander's adjutants were not surprised why the commander disappeared, but immediately competed with each other for the position of the commander.

At that time... I didn't understand what they were thinking at all, and other companions around me also started fighting because they supported each other's different lieutenants.

The feud grew more and more violent, until the once-large group began to... splinter.

An incomparably huge group, after that battle, split into many small groups, scattered around, maintaining a strong hostility to each other.

Everything is back to the original point.

Because of this, I joined a certain small group. The companions of this group wanted to follow me because they admired my rich combat experience, and there were also a few... of the opposite sex who liked me.

But I don't want to fight anymore... The reason of 'wanting to live' can no longer stop me from giving up fighting.

I turned on myself the weapon that had accompanied me through so many battles, and I was going to end it all.

However, I failed to take the next step. I encountered countless dangers on the battlefield, which made me think that I was not afraid of death, but in fact it was just the opposite.

The extreme fear of death made me give up the idea of ​​suicide, but...do I want to continue fighting?

The answer is... yes.

I'm going to keep fighting, not because I want to fight, but because I feel at that moment...like something...talking to me directly in my head.

It said... to keep fighting, to be the commander of this splinter group, to lead them into battle.

As long as you fight again to the last moment, you can usher in real peace, and after that, you can live a life free from fighting forever.

At this moment, I saw my "future", lying on a comfortable and soft bed, enjoying delicious food, watching those offspring playing and chasing each other...

This is the future I want!

I want to fight... for a new reason, I want that future, I want that peaceful life!

Therefore, I want to kill all the same kind who dare to stand in front of me... At that time, that's what I thought, this emotion was quite strong, and I didn't have any doubts.

So, I started to be the commander, directing our group to attack other groups, kill them all, and connect the surrenders, just like before.

The thing in my head... has been helping me all the time, telling me what to do, how to allocate equipment, who should be the adjutant, and also told me not to have any communication with the recruits other than orders.

I... did it. Speaking of it, I didn't doubt at that time... where did our equipment come from.

I have experienced countless battles again, and once again climbed from a weak group to the top step by step.

But this time, I feel that I have become stronger and stronger, because there is no confusion like before, and I have a clear goal.

In order to pursue this goal, I almost killed all the same kind around me who were or were not companions.

I became the commander of a huge group, and I saw the scene of peace because there was no opponent again, and I also knew that this did not last long.

This time, I know that the commander who disappeared will be replaced by me. After I disappear, the group I lead should start to fight like before.

Because, although the adjutants I selected are loyal to me, their relationship with each other is very bad.

They're going to have another fight, but I don't have to, so I don't care about them.

I will welcome a future of peace without war...

At that time, I felt that the surrounding scenery changed instantly. After the change, what appeared in front of me was not the familiar rocky wasteland, but a narrow space.

The ground is made of metal, and the walls on both sides are covered with complex and dense mechanical structures.

I've never seen a place like this, but it doesn't surprise me, and I can name many things.

I walked and wandered in this place full of mechanical structures, and I found that it was quite huge, but there was nothing... I had seen in the "future vision".

It's all special, but I don't care at all, I just want to know, where is the future that I have been fighting for so long? Where is this again?

When I thought so, it came to greet me.

It's the thing that's been talking to me in my head, and it represents this place, but it's not that it's the ruler of this place or anything, it's...

It is here itself.

This huge mechanical environment has a 'will', and this will has explained many things to me.

It said that it made us fight like this, that it has been controlling our war, and that under its deliberate manipulation, the war will never end.

Even if it ends by accident, it will start the war again.

I asked it why and it didn't tell me why.

It said it would bring here the group commanders who won the war, as I am doing now.

Can these commanders get out of the war?

It says... it's OK to disengage temporarily.

Then it locked me up in a small space.

The space is made of metal, and like the rest, there are no soft beds or chasing and playful offspring, and although food is served regularly, it is terrible.

This is completely different from what I saw at the time...

I don't know...how to do it.

But I didn't kill myself, I just lived like that.

It's still saying more things to me, telling me more about it.

This will, I feel like a 'god', it has been controlling us and watching our pain.

But then I discovered that it is not a 'god', but... something we made.

This entire mechanical environment, the equipment we use for combat, and everything... are all made by ourselves.

This thing shocked me, but it didn't give me any time to be shocked, because it went on to say...the fight.

My battle is not over yet, but this time I am not fighting with my own kind. The object I want to fight is displayed in the three-dimensional picture in front of my eyes.

It was a... fuzzy white sphere, and it was flying outside, killing my companions.

I don't have a chance to ask what that is, and I'll be on the battlefield too.

Can you survive this time? (To be continued..)

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