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Star-Embracing Swordmaster Chapter 254: To the Moon, Goodbye

Chapter 254: To the Moon, Goodbye

The‌‍ alleys of Soara‍​‍ have always been​‌​ dark and dirty⁠‌ places.

However,‍ Vlad always kept⁠‍ the memory of‌‍‍ that landscape close‍‍ to his heart.⁠‌

Perhaps‌ it wasn’t so⁠ much out of‌⁠​ nostalgia for the‌⁠⁠ alley, but because⁠ of the few‌‍‌ memories he still‍‍​ had of his‍ mother.

“Your‌‌ mother is fine.”‌

One​ of the few‌‌ memories from his‌⁠‍ childhood.

On⁠‍ that occasion, his‌ mother had come‌⁠ through the door⁠ with her face‍‌ completely swollen.

Her⁠‍⁠ face, which could​ be considered the‌⁠ final outcome of‌⁠⁠ her line of​ work, was swollen‍ and red, but⁠‌⁠ at least she‌‌ smiled at her​‍‍ son as brightly⁠⁠ as she could.​​

“Eat‍‌​ quickly. It’s going​ to get cold.”‍‌​

The‌‍‌ bowl of soup‍‌⁠ she offered contained⁠‍​ thick chunks of⁠⁠‍ meat.

Judging⁠‍‌ by the madame’s​⁠ shouting outside, she​ had probably stolen​​ the meat to‍​⁠ give it to​‍‌ her son.

“Did⁠‍‌ you steal this?”‍

“Yes.”⁠⁠

A mother who stole​ meat for her⁠​​ son.

But‍ in the soup​ she offered, there​⁠ was only warmth.‌⁠

“It‍ doesn’t matter. It’s‌​​ to feed my​⁠ son.”

To‍⁠ some, she might⁠​‍ be a filthy‌​​ prostitute and a thief, but to‍⁠‍ me, in that‍‍ moment, she was‌​ the only person​ in the world⁠‌​ who mattered.

Young‌ Vlad sat there‍‍ in that tiny‌​ room, staring at‍​ the soup she⁠⁠ was offering.

“…Thank‌‍⁠ you. I’ll eat‍⁠‌ well.”

The‌ soup she brought‌‍‌ was made of​‌ sin, but also‍​⁠ of love.

Yet⁠‌ the young Vlad,‌​⁠ knowing nothing, only​‌​ felt pity for⁠​‍ his mother’s pale‍‍​ face.

***‍​

“Someone​ has to give⁠ it to me.”⁠‍⁠

In‌⁠ the total darkness,‌​ a woman who​‍ was losing her⁠ shape reached out⁠ toward Vlad.

That‍​ hand gesture, which‍ seemed somehow futile,‍⁠⁠ felt like the‌​​ last struggle she‌​⁠ could show to⁠⁠ the world at​ that moment.

“They⁠ promised to give⁠‍⁠ me something.”

It​​ wasn’t the dragon‍‍‌ in front of⁠ her, but the‍​ oldest dragon and‍ the resurrected emperor‍‌‍ who had promised⁠‍‌ her something.

They‍‌‍ had promised to⁠​‌ give her a fragment, since, having​‍⁠ been separated from​⁠‍ perfection, it could‍‍ become anything.

“…So‌‍ someone in this​​​ world has to⁠ give me something.”‍​

But‌ in her hand,​‌ there was only‍ the black moon,‍⁠⁠ fading.

A murderer and heretic.‌⁠

The‍‍‌ founder of evil‍‍ who spread a poison that the​​​ world could not‌ bear for long‌ and dragged countless‍​ people into hell.‌​

“Don’t⁠ you think so⁠‌ too, Vlad Aureo?”​⁠⁠

But‍‌​ now, the face‌ of Ramashthu that‌ Vlad saw wasn’t‌ that of a madwoman corrupted by​‌ evil, but of​ a mother concerned‍‍‍ for the children.​

Seeing⁠‍‌ the small hands‍‌⁠ reaching toward her,​​​ still crying, Vlad⁠⁠ clenched his teeth.​⁠‍

-Why‍⁠ are you crying,‌‌‍ sister?

-Don’t‍ cry.

In​‍ this dark space‍ where no one⁠ else looked at⁠ her, Ramashthu was‌‍​ someone’s mother.

However,⁠ Vlad was someone⁠​‌ who had already‍⁠ witnessed her countless​ sins.

“No.”‍​

The‌‍‍ aspects that make‌‌‌ up each world‌ are all colorful.​‍

Although‌ every person has⁠​ their own side​ that others cannot‍‌ see, the world‌ of Ramashthu had‍⁠⁠ already committed too‍ many sins.

“No​​ matter how much‌​ you cry, I won’t change my‌​⁠ mind.”

There⁠‌​ were children now​‌⁠ climbing up the‌ right path, the​ one that the​‌‌ knight of this⁠ era had created‍⁠ for them.

But​​ in this dark⁠ place, there were‍⁠ still many children⁠ left, trapped in​‌ pain and unaware‌ of where to‍ go.

If​‍‌ he left them​‍ with her, they​⁠ would surely sink‌‍ into a hell⁠‌ they could never‍ escape.

“That’s⁠​​ why you’ll stay‍​ here, Ramashthu.”

“…”‌‍

Ramashthu’s‍ face, which had‌⁠ been falling, froze‌ at Vlad’s firm‌‌ words.

“You’ll​⁠​ stay here to​‌⁠ pay for what​​ you’ve done.”

Zum-zum-zum⁠

The‌ sword was vibrating.‌⁠​

As⁠​⁠ he drew the⁠⁠ dragon fragment that‌ resided in his‍ world.

The⁠‌⁠ most perfect world‍ that had been⁠‌ his foundation, but‌⁠ was no longer​‌ needed.

The​⁠ oldest dragon, the​‍‌ world that not‌‌‍ even the resurrected‌ emperor had handed​‍‌ over, suddenly shone‌​ like a star​ in Vlad’s hands.​

***‍⁠

Boom-boom-boom!​‍

A moon was falling‌ toward Achiuk, a town filled with‌‌ tragedy.

The‍‌​ moon, which had​⁠ been lifted with​⁠‍ great effort and‍​⁠ collected tears, was‍⁠ simply falling toward⁠‍ the ground, despite​⁠‌ someone’s futile wishes.⁠

“Hahaha!”‌⁠‍

And‍⁠⁠ one of the‌​​ oldest dragons under‍ the shadow of⁠​ the moon.

The⁠​‌ face of Sarnus,​‌⁠ smiling with his‌‌​ helpless roots scattered⁠ behind him, was‍ filled with a joy he had‌⁠‍ waited hundreds of‌‍‌ years for.

“Though⁠ it hurts… this‍‌‍ is the dagger​​⁠ prepared by the‍‍ finest duelist.”

“…Cough!”‌‌‌

Sarnus⁠⁠‍ was still clutching‌‌‌ his heart as​‌ if in pain,⁠‌ but his face‌ was filled with‍​ a joy that⁠ was hard to​ hide.

“Finally,​‌ I have you⁠⁠ at my feet,‍‌ Frausen.”

Because​ beneath him lay‌​⁠ the knight he‍‌ had hated the⁠ most in his​​⁠ time, Frausen.

Though‍ his light, envied⁠‍ even by the⁠‍ most perfect dragons,​ had faded, the​‍​ feeling of conquest​ still persisted, even⁠ in his decaying‍‌‌ body.

“You’ve‌⁠ sucked the blood⁠‍ of your own‌​ son… you’ve become⁠‌ a monster, not​⁠‍ a dragon.”

“As⁠‍ if you, returning​⁠ from death, are‍⁠ any better.”

Crunch!​‍

As‌​ if those words⁠⁠ were unpleasant, Sarnus’‍⁠‍ sword pierced through​​ Frausen’s abdomen.

“Look,⁠ you don’t even‌ feel pain.”

“…”‍

However,‍‍⁠ Frausen’s severe wounds⁠​‌ were filled only‍​ with thick, rotting‍​ blood.

A dragon who had‍‍‌ killed his son​​⁠ to survive.

An‍⁠‌ emperor who had⁠‌⁠ abandoned his beliefs​​‍ to return.

Knights⁠ of an era​‍⁠ who had fallen‍ for their purposes,⁠‍ now looked at​‌​ each other with​ eyes full of⁠ madness.

“I’m‍‍⁠ going to extract⁠ the fragment lodged‌⁠⁠ in your heart.⁠​‌ Then you’ll just‌⁠‌ be a rotting‍‍ corpse.”

However,‍‌ no matter how⁠‍⁠ enraged he was,‍ Sarnus was now‍‌ stomping on Frausen,​ and as the​‍ victor of this​ battlefield, he deserved‌‌⁠ to enjoy the⁠⁠ spoils.

“After​‍⁠ that, I’ll fly⁠‍ to Bastopol to‍‍ collect the fragment​⁠ from that ridiculous‌ Duke.”

“Ugh…”‍

“And​‍​ I’ll also retrieve‍ the Bayezid fragment‍‌‌ from Sturma. That⁠ damned Ravnoma who​‍‌ stole it!”

“Grrr!”⁠‌‍

“And⁠ once I have‍‌ them all, finally…”​⁠

The‍ sword piercing Frausen’s‌⁠ abdomen began inching‌ closer to his‍‍ heart with every‍ word Sarnus spoke.‍

And‌ as the coldness⁠ of the blade​ reached the heart‌‌‍ encasing death, Sarnus⁠ laughed, savoring the‍​‍ sensation.

“…I’ll‌ take the potential‌‍⁠ of my most⁠ beloved son.”

The​⁠‌ oldest dragon smiled.‍

A dragon closer than​ ever to his​​ most perfect potential.‍

Frausen​⁠ had done everything​​ in his power⁠⁠‌ to stop that​⁠ smile, but he​ had failed in​ his attempt to‍ use a dragon⁠‌‌ fragment to stop‌‌‌ another dragon.

“Thank‌​ you, Frausen. For‍‍ taking such good​ care of my⁠ son.”

Sarnus’‌​ final words seemed⁠​​ directed at Kihano,⁠ not Frausen.

However,‌ Frausen, lying there,‍ had no energy‍ left to correct​ him, and simply‍⁠ stared at Sarnus’​ sword hanging high‍⁠​ in the sky‍‍‍ with vacant eyes.⁠⁠

“Let’s​​‍ end our wretched‍‌ relationship with this.”​‍

With⁠⁠ a laugh filled⁠‍⁠ with madness, Sarnus​‌‍ raised his sword⁠‌ for the final​‍ blow toward Frausen’s​ heart.

The⁠⁠‍ sound of his‍​​ laughter, heavy and​ viscous, was darker‍‍ than any of⁠‌​ the debris left⁠‍‍ on that battlefield.⁠⁠

Boom!⁠​

“…Ugh!”‌⁠

But​⁠‌ suddenly, a tremor​ caused Sarnus’ sword⁠​ to waver.

“What‍⁠ now?”

Sarnus‍⁠​ glared furiously at‌ Frausen as the​ ground began to‍ shake, but the‍ resurrected emperor was‍ only looking at​ the sky.

“Haha.”​‍‌

With‌​ an empty laugh.​‍‌

Because‍⁠⁠ in the sky‌ he was looking‍ at now, the⁠​‍ red rays of‌ light he had‌​‌ wanted to hide⁠‌⁠ were flying.

“I​ lost, but so⁠​ did you, Sarnus.”​

“What?”‍⁠​

The‍ fallen tree unleashed⁠‌ its final, brightest⁠⁠ red beam of‍‌‍ light.

Seeing‍‍‍ the possibility he‍ had never believed​ in, Frausen began⁠​‌ to laugh.

Boooom!​⁠

There‍ was a thunderous⁠ sound that seemed⁠​‌ to split the⁠‍‍ world, and a red light shot​‍⁠ toward the black‌ moon that was​‍​ gradually collapsing.

Everyone‌​ on the ground‌‍‍ lifted their heads‌⁠​ toward the light⁠​ shooting from a place no one⁠‌ could see.

“That’s‍⁠ also a good‍ option.”

The⁠ black moon, which,⁠​ once ascended, would​‍‌ disappear from this‌ world forever.

Watching⁠‍ the perfect fragment‌ that the moon‍‍ would consume, Frausen​‌⁠ smiled.

***‌‍

Thud!​⁠

The‍​⁠ tree from the⁠‌‌ inverted lands was​ collapsing.

Because‍ there were no​​‌ more tears left‍‍ to absorb from‌​⁠ its branches.

The‌​ evidence of sin,⁠​ created through the⁠​ sacrifice not only​⁠ of Ramashthu but⁠‌‌ of countless others,‍‌ was falling toward‍​‌ Achiuk, which now‌‍​ lay in ruins.⁠​

“Now…​‍‍ let’s go as​⁠‌ well!”

And‍​ Vlad was leaving‌ this precarious space‍⁠⁠ where everything was​​‌ falling apart.

Vlad,​ walking through his​​⁠ own world with​⁠ Joseph on his⁠⁠ shoulder, finally spotted‍‍ the group of⁠‌​ lights visible above.‍​

-They​ are children.

There​‌ was a reflection⁠ in the corner​ of Joseph’s eye,⁠‌​ growing paler as​​‌ they ascended.

Tiny‌⁠‌ fireflies glimmered above⁠ the two of⁠‌ them, as if‍​⁠ signaling the exit.‍​

The​ souls of the​‍ children who had‌⁠‌ been waiting for​‌ them shone, as​ if they had​ finally arrived.

-I⁠⁠ can hear a song too.

Upon‌⁠‍ seeing the two‌‍ of them approach​⁠ from below, the​ fireflies seemed relieved⁠‌ and began to⁠‌ flutter, carried by⁠‍⁠ the children’s song‍‍⁠ from afar.

God’s‌‌‍ voice, now understandable.‍​

Joseph‍ began to smile‌ as he watched⁠‌ the children flying​⁠‌ toward her.

Thud!⁠⁠

“Still,​ it seems like‌ we are headed​​ into the arms‍⁠ of God in⁠⁠‍ the end…”

Vlad,​ who had ascended⁠⁠ into a world‍​‌ growing increasingly chaotic,‌​ could grasp the‌ boundary between life‌ and death.

“So⁠ let’s go home​‍ now!”

He‌‌​ supported Joseph along⁠‍ that dark path,⁠‌​ one that was‍ hard to climb⁠ alone.

And​ as they ascended,‍‌ above their heads⁠‌ shone a black‌‌ moon, though it⁠‍⁠ looked somewhat different‍‍‌ from before.

Doo-do-do!⁠​

-Yes,‌ we should go.⁠‍‍

However,⁠ even in this‍‍ place beyond death,⁠ Joseph’s hand still‌ felt cold.

But​ the smile Joseph​‌​ gave Vlad, who‌ had found him‌​⁠ at last, did⁠​ not fade.

-I’m⁠ sorry for dragging‌‍⁠ you here.

“I⁠‍ told you we’d​‍⁠ talk about that⁠‍ later.”

Boom!‍‍

The‌ tree where Vlad‍​ and Joseph stood​‍⁠ was collapsing.

It‍‍‌ was a tree‌​ that fell because​‌⁠ it could not‌ bear the weight​ of the accumulated‍ sins.

-······⁠ From the moment​‌‍ I matured, I always wondered how​⁠ my end would⁠‍ come.

But⁠‌ even as everything⁠​‍ crumbled around him,⁠‍‍ Joseph’s face remained‍​ calm.

The​‍ young man, with⁠⁠ the shadow of‌‌​ eyes that had⁠ always lived intensely,⁠‌‌ now smiled as‌​ if he had‍‍ finally found total⁠​⁠ peace.

-Though⁠ I didn’t choose‌‍‌ to be born‌​ weak, nor to‌​ live this way,‌ I at least‌‍‍ wanted to imagine‌ my final moment.‍

“…Let’s‌ talk about that‌ later.”

Vlad⁠ clenched his teeth‍‌‌ amid the falling‌​​ debris.

Even‍‌⁠ though it was​⁠​ dark, there was‌‌ something beside him⁠ now that he‌‍​ could no longer‍ ignore.

-Perhaps​ that’s why I always thought the​‍ culmination of my⁠ life would be‍​ death.

The‍‍ further Vlad moved‍ from the edge‌ of death, the‌‍ colder Joseph became.‍

The​‌‍ hand that held⁠‍ his shoulder, the​‌‌ smile he gave.‍‌‌

Vlad‍​ gently stroked Joseph’s‍ hand, which was⁠ slowly growing rigid,‌‍ until finally he‍⁠ lowered his head.‍‌‌

-But⁠ now I see⁠⁠​ that wasn’t right.‍‌

With​‍​ an open wound​⁠​ in his abdomen,⁠‌ Joseph kept smiling‍ at Vlad.

A few fireflies still‍​ floated above his‌ head, as if‍ to tell him‌ it was time‌ to go.

-You​​⁠ made the moon​​ shine, for the​​ children.

“…We​​ did it together.”​‌

-Yes,‍‍ together.

Joseph​​​ spoke as he‍⁠ looked at the‌‍ black moon they‌ had raised one‍⁠⁠ last time together.‌

-Yes,⁠ we did it‍ together.

Sharing‌​​ the sword I could not possess‌‌⁠ and the stars‍​‍ I always wanted.⁠⁠⁠

Now‌‍ that they had‍⁠​ shared everything, it​ was time to​‍​ say goodbye to‍‍ the moon in⁠‌ the sky.

-Thank​ you, Vlad.

Joseph‍‌‌ Bayezid.

The⁠ man who couldn’t⁠⁠ live the life⁠ he always desired.​​‍

-You⁠⁠ completed the end​​​ of my life.⁠⁠

But​ the man who,‍‌⁠ at least, had⁠ achieved the death⁠​ he had always‌ wanted, smiled at‍ Vlad.

Leaving‌⁠⁠ behind a farewell‌ that Vlad would⁠​⁠ have to hear‍ one last time.​‌

“…Thank‍⁠‌ you too, Joseph.”⁠‍

With‌ those words, Vlad‌⁠‍ held Joseph tightly,⁠​ whose body was⁠ slowly stiffening.

As‍ he shielded him⁠ with all his⁠ strength from the⁠‌​ dust that was​ closing in on‍‍⁠ his death.

“Thank‍⁠‍ you for finding​ me in that​ garbage heap.”

A small light began‌‍‍ to drift away​​​ from above Joseph’s‍‍ head, who slowly​‍ closed his eyes​ as if satisfied.⁠⁠⁠

In‍​⁠ the final moment‌⁠ of his death,​⁠ Joseph’s world finally‌‌​ glowed with a radiant black.

Though⁠‌​ it was black,​ the light shone‍​ as intensely as‌‌​ the shadows in​​​ his eyes, now​ rising slowly toward‍​‌ the sky.

“Truly,​⁠‍ thank you so‍ much.”

The‌‍ black moon ascended.‌

Along​​​ with the small,‍‌​ bright lights.

Worlds‍​ that could no‌​‌ longer reach each​ other said their​⁠ eternal goodbyes as​ they watched one​​⁠ another.

“…Goodbye.”‌

Like​​⁠ a woman waving⁠‍ at the children⁠ as the tree​‌ crumbled around her.‌‌

Like​‍⁠ a knight crying‌‌​ while murmuring a prayer he couldn’t‌‍​ even remember.

Like⁠​ a dragon roaring⁠‍ at a perfect‌‌ piece that would​​⁠ disappear forever.

“Goodbye,​⁠ Joseph.”

Everyone‍ said goodbye to⁠‍​ the moon that⁠‌ was leaving this​ world.

A radiant blue star⁠ bid a final​‍ farewell to that‍ moon, as it​⁠‍ drifted away along‍‌ with the fluttering​‌‍ fireflies.

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