[I DON'T WANT TO DIE. PLEASE... PLEASE... DON'T KILL ME... DON'T KILL ME... DON'T KILL ME...]
"I'm sorry," Enkidu replied. "That is the one wish I cannot grant."
He grabbed the creature by the jaw and forced a handful of mud—now a miniature weapon—into its throat. He made it swallow, letting the substance shred its insides.
[!!!!!]
"You really shouldn't. You'll never grow if you learn to depend on the weakness of begging for your life."
The Lahmu began to bloat and bubble from the inside. Through the haze of its suffering, it saw Enkidu's hideous, beautiful smile.
"Listen well. You were born to be killed by us. You are a different species, after all. Extermination is your only natural end. Goodbye, 'New Humanity.' You were a decent whetstone."
In that eternal instant before its consciousness flickered out, the Lahmu had one final thought.
I wish I had never been born.
I didn't want to feel this pain.
I wish I had never been created.
[——!!!]
I want to be at peace.
I don't want this life.
I want to be released from this agony.
Ah... how...
How terrifying... how monstrous... are the humans?
Until the very moment it burst, the Lahmu continued to regret and curse the very nature of its existence.
"That last one was a bit disappointing," Enkidu sighed, sounding bored. "They shouldn't try to give weapons a sense of virtue. They're mass-produced; a bit of simplicity would have been fine."
Having dispatched five of them, Enkidu let out a weary breath.
"Now then, I'll leave the rest for later... I wonder how Fou-kun is doing?"
The Perspective of the Beast
A human-shaped thing begins to tremble.
It's convenient, so I shred it with my claws. It disappears into scattered pieces. The first one.
A human-shaped thing screams and lunges at me.
It's a nuisance, so I crush its head between my teeth. It's crunchy and disgusting. The second one.
Sensing it has no chance of winning, one of the human-shaped things flies off toward Tiamat.
Naturally, I give chase. Those wings are in the way; I'll pluck them off. A shriek echoes through the air. —You really are disgusting. This is exactly what you did to others.
Remembering it makes my blood boil. I'll pull it apart limb by limb. Right arm, right leg, left leg, left arm.
The noise is getting irritating, so I crush it into powder. Yes, that feels much better. Not a bad punching bag. The third one.
[MONSTER...! YOU MONSTER!]
Monster? I assume it's talking to me.
[DO YOU ENJOY THIS? DOES THIS MAKE YOU HAPPY?! YOU ARE A MONSTER! A HIDEOUS, LOATHSOME MONSTER! MONSTER!]
The nerve. I am merely reenacting what you did to others.
But being lumped in with you is insulting. Unlike you...
[H-Hii——!]
I reach into the mouth producing that irritating noise and split it open vertically.
[AGA, AGAGA, AGAGAGAGAGAGA——!!]
『Don't compare us, you filth. —I don't find a single second of this enjoyable.』
I tear it in two. You should be grateful. At least for you, there is an end.
...A sigh escapes from the bottom of my heart. Swinging my specs around just to bully the weak. What's the fun in this? The fourth one.
『Next. Don't run. It's a pain to chase you.』
Fou's five-meter frame shakes the earth as he stalks toward the next Lahmu.
『Just you and that other one left. I'm going to hurt you so badly the memory is seared into your very cells.』
[A... A... A...]
『Goodbye. Don't worry. I'll send your mother's corpse to join you soon enough.』
As Fou bared his gleaming fangs and opened his maw—
[STOP! HELP! HELP ME!]
The Lahmu raised its hands, signaling total surrender.
『Begging for your life? You've certainly lost your nerve.』
[HELP ME...! HELP ME! I DON'T WANT TO DIE, I DON'T WANT TO DIE...!]
『Understood. Now die.』
I shred its torso with my claws, blow away its lower half with my tail, and crush its head.
Idiots. I only listen to pleas for life from those who have a reason to stay alive.
Low-life mud like you can't even be said to be "living."
Even if you mimic wisdom, ego, and knowledge, you are nothing but filthy imitations of humans.
『—Haaah.』
I'm fed up. This isn't interesting at all.
...I want to see Air. I want her to pet my head. I want her to hold me.
...And, I feel a small prickle of guilt.
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