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"Raise your head, you yaksha, the yaksha of this world."
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When he opened his eyes, what he saw before him was dark and quiet.
It was in the palace. Still in my arms, tears still not drying.
The child was being held.
The owner of the voice heard from far away was the one he had called
There was a being called 'God'.
"Yaksha,return"I asked for it"
"...this child died because of me."
"I knew you would think that way."
"...I will save this child."
"I guarantee you, that childYou were not involved in death."
The child in his somewhat sharp eyes and trembling arms
It was still cold. He pressed something hard against his lips and spoke again.
"...Yaksha, I request your return."
"Regression means turning back the entire time of this world."
"I know it's difficult."
"Until now, only one person has accepted the regression.
One day, billions of years after the world was created.
Even after returning, he was unable to change his fate and still lives in this world, lamenting the past."
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"...This is an earnest request. I must save this child."
"Indeed, that's the stubbornness of a yaksha."
"......"
"That guyI gave my leg.
"I returned, unable to walk any longer."
“So, what do you want to take from me?”
“The thing that a yaksha needs most is,
...wasn't it snow?"
He flinched at the word 'eye' and thought.
A 'Yaksha' is a heavenly messenger who punishes humans who have committed sins at the command of God. It is said that vision is not particularly necessary when seeking out sinners.
"How about it, would you like to offer up the eyes of the yaksha and return?"
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"...Yes. I will return."
There was a moment of silence, a hazy fog enveloped the surroundings, and soon he lost consciousness while holding the child.
He hopes that time will safely turn back to before he met the child.
He desperately hoped for this, and vowed that he would never interfere with the child's fate by returning.
When he came to his senses and opened his eyes, the world was very dark.
Not even a ray of light could be seen, and the cold child he had been holding tightly was nowhere to be seen.
"Whew..."
He wondered whether the deal with God was properly concluded.
I fumbled around the bedside table a bit to make a judgement, then quickly found the calendar I usually kept there and picked it up.
((September calendar))
"...I can't see it..."
He sighed deeply, closed his eyes, and stood still, leaning against a random wall. A few seconds later, he opened his eyes and smiled faintly.
It meant that the deal with none other than God had been successful.
September 8, 2021...
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