Chapter 11:

The room was dark, and the boy lay sideways on the bed, curled up in a ball.
That was the most insecure posture.
The room was quiet, only the teenager breathing lightly.
In the darkness, he opened his eyes, his pupils staring at the dark room in front of him, as if he were looking at nothing, as if he had not seen anything.
After a long time, Mute closed her eyes, his hands clenched tightly on the pillow, and grabbed the deep wrinkles on the pillow.
In a word that the young major general underplayed, countless people lost their lives forever.
The countless sparks in the starry sky turned countless lives into the dust of the universe ...
And the scene where the flesh and blood of the man with a crooked face begging madly begging ...
The teenager took a deep breath and tried to calm his mind.
He is not sympathizing with the pirates.
For those murderers who killed his 'grandfather', and for those who swindled their lives, he thought they deserved severe punishment, and that was what they deserved.
...
He was just scared.
He was just afraid.
When Lieutenant Colonel Via looked at him with a weak eye and ordered him to return to the room, he could not refute the vision of him as a weak.
He could not deny that he was a weak man.
On earth, in that peaceful Confederate nation, the war has been dead for hundreds of years, and blood and fire are only in their history and books.
The world around him is so peaceful and beautiful.
Even when he was attacked by a pirate last time, he was awakened by the explosion when he was sleeping in the room. When he woke up, he was stunned by the pirate who broke in. He woke up and found himself locked up. See nothing.
But now, after experiencing the battlefield in person, he finally sees the chaos and cruelty of the world he is in at the moment.
...
Suddenly came to this unfamiliar era, Mute has not been much realistic.
He always felt that this might just be a ridiculous and interesting dream, more like a virtual game of their time-until blood and war really appeared in front of his eyes, pouring his coldness.
He had been thinking with enthusiasm about learning to fly a spaceship.
He used to think that he wanted to drive a ship belonging to him back to Earth.
It was only now that he finally understood how naive his ideas were.
In the seemingly magnificent starry sky, there are countless dangers and traps, undercurrents, black holes, particle storms, meteorites, and so on. As long as he encounters any kind, he can be killed without burial place.
Even if luck avoids all of the above, there are countless greedy interstellar pirates hiding in the darkness, and perhaps there are other dangerous forces.
Just look at the calm performance of those people on the battleship.
In the starry sky of melee, war can be seen everywhere, so this level of war is nothing to those people.
Mute couldn't imagine how many battles it would have to take before these people could be as bland as food and drink to war.
This is an era of weak meat and strong food.
This is an age of iron and blood.
This is an era of brutal war.
Life is so fragile in the endless starry sky.
And here he is so small ...
Continue to take a deep breath and spit it out, trying to shield the eyeball that the man had burst out before his death. Mute closed his eyes vigorously.
After struggling for a long time, he fell asleep in the darkness.
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His body was very heavy, as if being held down by intangible things, and a little heavier weight made him start to breathe a little bit.
He opened his mouth, but couldn't breathe a little oxygen.
The chest seemed to be burning with fire, burning his internal organs and pain.
So hard.
he thinks.
So painful ...
In the darkness, there seemed to be a faint light spot in the distance, drawing him in that direction.
Every time I walked in that direction, my weight was removed a little.
Every time I passed, the burning pain was relieved.
go there……
he thinks.
Go there ... it won't be so painful.
He thought about it, and slowly walked towards the place where there was light, his body gradually lightened, and a sense of comfort like immersed in the hot spring surrounded him a little.
Over there ...
[Don't go! 】
Who?
【come back! I beg you! do not go! 】
Whose voice is this?
[Please, don't go—]
……mom……
[No, don't go, please, don't leave me! 】
Don't cry, Mom, I won't go.
I'm right by your side and won't go anywhere ...
...
As he struggled to open his eyes in a pale ward, he saw his mother, who was crying too much by his father, and his face was covered with tears.
The man who was taller than anything in his mind hugged his wife who couldn't stand crying, and watched his eyes flash tears behind his lenses.
He looked at them, his face covered with an oxygen mask struggling with a smile.
Don't cry, mother.
Don't be sad, Dad.
I do not go.
I do not leave you.
I will Survive.
He smiled and promised his most important relatives, and then, again and again, he woke up from the darkness.
Even though his body was on the verge of exhaustion, he still struggled to open his eyes again and again.
Even the doctor marveled at his willpower to live, and marveled at his strength.
He's not really strong.
He is painful, he is very hard, and he often shed tears secretly.
But he promised his parents, and promised two of his beloved.
He will live.
That's why he was desperately struggling to get back to reality again and again, in order to show their favorite smiles to mom and dad again.
But after all, his willpower still couldn't bear his physical exhaustion, and the doctor announced that his body had reached the limit.
The day after the doctor announced the incident, his parents gritted their teeth and made the final decision.
The living body froze, sealing his body in an absolute zero temperature.
Until one day, medicine had progressed enough to treat his terminal illness, and then revive him.
Don't hope too much.
The researcher responsible for freezing him said so to his parents.
Due to individual willpower, there are many other factors that affect the success rate of waking up after the freeze is only one-tenth. The vast majority of people will fall into eternal sleep after freezing, and can no longer open their eyes.
That day, he was naked and was slowly pushed into the instrument that would freeze him.
With his eyes open, he reluctantly wanted to take a final look at the world he was alive, and then at the faces of the two people he loved the most.
He heard their voices in the last second of losing consciousness.
Live!
That was the cry of the woman with a cry.
It was a man's heartbreaking roar.
Mute, live!
Even if the consciousness had fallen into darkness the next second, the voices of the two men kept echoing deep in his mind.
Even in the end, what they asked of him was just that one sentence.
[Stay Alive].
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I don't know how long I slept, and in the darkness, Mute, who woke up from her dream, slowly opened her eyes and scattered a little brown soft black hair on the white pillow.
The teenager's dark pupils glowed slightly in the dark.
He looked at the darkness in front of him quietly, as if looking at a certain distant place through the darkness, with a few hesitations.
The room was still quiet, and a slight breath sounded softly in the quiet and cramped room.
For a long time, the boy lying sideways in the bed moved.
His body bent into a semi-circular arc, and his hands were clenched into fists gently, and placed on his lips.
He closed his eyes and curled up in the darkness like a prayer.
I will Survive.
His lips kissed his fisted hands, and he closed his eyes as if kissing his loved ones he would never see again.
Mom, dad, please don't worry about me.
I am still alive.
... I will live.
I will keep my promise with you.
No matter where I am, no matter what happens, no matter what means.
I will let myself live.
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In the dark room, the dark-haired boy curled up like a snuggle in the arms of a non-existent relative fell asleep again.
I don't know how long after that, the door of the room suddenly opened automatically, and a long figure stood at the door.
The light coming in from the outside pulled the human shadow on the ground for a long time, and fell on the person on the bed.
The man approached the bed, bowed his head slightly, and watched the boy curled up on the bed.
Then, leaning over, he hugged the child horizontally, as he did last night.
He glanced down at the man in his arms.
The boy's face was still slightly wrinkled with a little childish look, not as calm and relaxed as last night, it didn't look very good, and his frowning seemed a little grieved.
Like a small animal who has lost his way and cannot find a home, it is inexplicably soft.
The young major general hugged the man in his arms and walked calmly straight back to his bedroom.
It's late and there are very few people on the road, but the soldiers responsible for the duty on each floor are still holding their posts.
therefore……
"Oh, I just took a nap!"
"... coincidentally, so did I."
"And had a terrible dream!"
"... I seem to be hey too."
"..."
"......... what do you dream of?"
"You speak first."
"You first."
"I met Major-General Your Honour and walked with a boy ... This dream is so horrible that it scared my heart to the point where it still beats so hard, my mother scared me to death!"
"... What a coincidence! Me too! I also had this terrible dream!"
"........."
"........."
Looking at each other.
The above is a conversation that stunned and watched His Excellency Major General holding two young soldiers passing by in front of his eyes as a result of a brief blank in his mind caused by excessive fright.