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FOOLISH WESTER: Orokana Seiyō Hito — 愚かな西洋人

He did not want to be remembered. He only wanted to disappear. Utsu Enzu spent twenty-three years learning to make himself smaller — smaller than the Osaka apartment where his family's warmth went cold, smaller than the Tokyo desk where a supervisor's voice carved out whatever was left, smaller than the four-point-two tatami mats he measured one sleepless November night because there was nothing else to do with a mind that had already decided. He died quietly, without a note, without a name left on anyone's lips that would take long to stop being said. He woke up screaming in 1865. Six years old. American frontier. Dirt under his hands and a sun that had never once been that honest about itself. A new name — Yasei Nishi — and a new mother who held his face in warm hands and a new father who passed him bread across a lamplight table, and for one impossible year the machinery inside him that had been rusting since he was eleven began, slowly, to turn. Then the sheriff came. Two gunshots. Clean and unhurried. And Yasei Nishi crawled out of a cellar at age seven and made a decision as cold and absolute as anything Utsu Enzu ever made — only this one pointed outward. FOOLISH WESTER is the brutal, heartbreaking, and extraordinary story of what follows. Of six years surviving the American frontier alone — stealing, bleeding, teaching himself to shoot in the dark before dawn. Of a kid who did not want a name becoming a legend across territory he never intended to inhabit. Of four broken children — Wyatt, Rion, Aran, Ken — who refuse to be left behind no matter how hard he walks. Of a corrupt sheriff who has never once lost sleep. Of a fifteen-year-old kid with a ledger and unsteady hands who has been filing terrible things away for years and cannot do it anymore. It is not a story about healing. It is not a story about easy redemption or the small truths of the wild west or the comfort of a second chance. It is a story about what depression does to a person across two entire lifetimes. About revenge and its hollow, costly promise. About five children in a dangerous era learning that survival alone was never the point. The west does not care about your pain. But the people riding beside you might. RATED MA21+ 彼は、誰かの記憶に残りたいとは思わなかった。 ただ、消えてしまいたかった。 ウツ・エンズは二十三年間、自分自身を小さくする方法を学び続けた――家族の温もりが冷え切った大阪のアパートよりも小さく。上司の声が残されたものを削り取っていった東京のデスクよりも小さく。そして、眠れない十一月の夜、四畳二分の一ほどしかない畳の広さを測った。もう何もすることがなかった。すでに心のどこかで、すべてを決めてしまっていた頭には。 彼は静かに死んだ。遺書もなく、誰かの唇に残した名前さえなく、その名が口にされなくなるまでに長い時間を必要とすることもなかった。 そして、彼は1865年に悲鳴を上げながら目を覚ました。 六歳。 アメリカ開拓時代。手のひらには土がまとわりつき、自分自身について、かつて一度たりともこんなにも正直ではなかった太陽が頭上にあった。 新しい名前――ヤセイ・ニシ。 温かな手で彼の顔を包んでくれる新しい母親。 そして、ランプの灯りに照らされた食卓で、パンを彼に差し出してくれる新しい父親。 あり得ないほどの一年間だけ、十一歳の頃から錆びつき始めていた彼の内側の機械が、ゆっくりと、再び動き始めた。 ――だが、保安官がやって来た。 二発の銃声。 迷いもなく、静かに。 そしてヤセイ・ニシは七歳で地下室から這い出し、ウツ・エンズがこれまで下したどんな決断よりも冷たく、揺るぎない決断をした。 ただ一つ違ったのは――今度の決断は、自分自身ではなく、外の世界へ向けられていたことだった。 **『FOOLISH WESTER』**は、そこから始まる残酷で、胸を締めつけるような、そして途方もなく壮絶な物語である。 誰にも頼らず、アメリカ開拓地を六年間生き延びる物語。 盗み、血を流し、夜明け前の暗闇の中で、独学で銃の撃ち方を身につけていく。 名前など欲しくなかった少年が、自分が決して住み着くつもりなどなかった土地で、やがて伝説になっていく物語。 置き去りにされることを拒み、どれだけ彼が歩みを速めても、決して離れようとしない四人の壊れた子供たち――ワイアット、リオン、アラン、ケン。 一度たりとも眠れぬ夜を過ごしたことのない、腐敗した保安官。 そして帳簿を抱え、震える手で、何年もの間ずっとおぞましい出来事を記録し続けてきた十五歳の少年。もう、それを続けることができなくなった少年。 これは、癒やしの物語ではない。 簡単な贖罪の物語でもない。 西部開拓時代の小さな真実や、二度目の人生という名の慰めを描く物語でもない。 これは、二つの人生を丸ごと通して、鬱が一人の人間に何をもたらすのかを描く物語だ。 復讐についての物語。 そして、その復讐が約束するものが、どれほど空虚で、どれほど高い代償を要求するのかという物語。 危険な時代を生きる五人の子供たちが、ようやく知っていく。 生き残ることだけが、最初から目的だったわけではないのだと。 西部は、あなたの痛みなど気にしない。 だが―― あなたの隣で馬を走らせる人々は、もしかしたら気にかけてくれるかもしれない。 RATED MA21+
Locke_Weisz · 8.4k Views

Cryptomining Supervillain

Wondered if a cryptomining app would make you a Superhero..or villain? Damen Dark is an unfortunate orphan trapped in a cruel household, forced to endure the abuse of his uncle, his family, and a world that seems determined to break him. One ordinary day, he receives a mysterious link on his phone advertising a new app—DemCoin, a cryptocurrency mining program. Damen knows it’s probably a scam. But curiosity gets the better of him. At first, the app seems harmless. It “mines” coins by targeting living beings—stray animals… and people. With little expectation, Damen uses it as a private outlet for his bottled-up anger, siphoning coins from those who torment him: his family, his classmates, the bullies who rule the streets. It feels like justice. It feels good. But DemCoin is far more than a mining app. As Damen accumulates enough coins, hidden features unlock—features that allow him to target individuals and steal their powers. What begins as survival turns into temptation, and temptation into transformation. With every stolen ability, Damen grows stronger… and more dangerous. Now faced with unimaginable power, Damen must choose who he will become. Will he take revenge on a world that never showed him mercy, or rise as a hero to protect it? The truth lies somewhere in between. In a cruel twist of fate, Damen soon realizes the irony of power: the stronger he becomes, the greater the threats that hunt him. And worse still, DemCoin is not just a tool—it is a force, subtly guiding his path. Whether he knows it or not, the app isn’t shaping him into a savior. It is forging a supervillain. And Damen Dark may have no choice but to become exactly that.
Joyon · 375k Views

Death Game Players in the Conan World

After her inexplicable death in her sleep, Kurokawa Saki was thrown into the Death Game section selection. Receiving information that there are 12 players with various different IDs, she quickly found out how unreliable most of them were. Moreover, half of them were in the Red party and the other half was in the Black Party. So the werewolves game has started. Moreover, the game still gave them inexplicable missions from time to time. Kurokawa Saki: “...” It's so exciting. When the mainline started and the ‘dead’ players received new ID, they had just realized the game was driving them further and further away in various ‘fun’ scenarios. … [No. 1]: I know that I'm the member of the organization on the surface but what the hell is this task of dancing in the nightclub? Moreover, I'm being hit on and could only run away. That blond haired bartender has been glaring at me! [No. 2]: My second ID is a high school student and I transferred to Teitan High School. Due to the mission to get Sonoko's sister's phone number, I had to play with these two students and Conan has been glaring at me, ah, ah! [No. 3]: My first ID is a killer, the second one is a serial killer, and the third one is a drug dealer. Can't you give me a normal identity? I didn't even dare to come out of my house now! [No. 4]: I'm a police officer, but I'm not even as good as an elementary school student in solving cases. And what do you mean that I'm just a violent police officer, huh? Watch me break the telephone pole, you b*stard! + 8 more people. … After a few scenarios, everyone came to the same conclusion The players: This game is too hard! Not only do they have to act in accordance with their ID card, they also have to complete various strange missions. So… let's make trouble :) When the vice leader of their group sees what they have been doing through their daily share in the chat…. Public Security Officer [5]: … NO, What the hell is wrong with you? One of you is fighting with Shuichi Akai and the other one is fighting with Furuya Rei? You even earn exclusive titles from them! You two are on the freaking Red Side! The two troublemakers: Hehe, sorry, Vice Leader, we're under too much pressure and fighting can enhance ‘friendship.’ Public Security Officer [5]: No, your exclusive titles from them show how much they hated you. And when he tried to calm down, he found out the others are not any better. [6]: Wow, it's so fragrant to tease this pink haired post graduate school student~ [7]: Ah, I nearly died in the hands of Gin… when can I receive the death script QAQ [8]: Let me fight the FBI again. I'm itching to fight. [9]: Why do I have to be the attending doctor of the main characters, ah… [10]: Oh, I just threatened Vermouth [11]: Oops, Conan is glaring at me for teasing Ran [12]: Hey, this female announcer is really nice. I felt bad for lying to her. As the only serious one, no. 5 just wanted to say one thing: [5]: …Destroy it. I'm tired. … Note 1: There’ll be OOC and the character's interpretation might not be correct. A lot of original characters in the world’s settings, playing for fun and all. (more wines and police officers, a few original cases, and the player group’s self made case) Note 2: There will be a lot of personal subjective thoughts in the article. If you have any parts that you don’t agree with, please stop the loss in by clicking the arrow on the upper left corner in time. Thank you for your cooperation. Note 3: The style is mixed between comedy and tragedy… you’ve been warned Note 4: This is a fan fiction, I don't own the characters belonging to the comic. I only made a few original characters for the sake of the story Note 5: I made this more for myself and for fun so eh, don't expect too much
SoraKeith · 402k Views