West's Summer [Comprehensive English and American]

【If this is the ending, I hope you will never keep me in your memory again】

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At the end of the day, when West rushed to Lake Avalon, he saw Merlin holding Arthur's cold body and crying uncontrollably, with an expression of despair never before seen.

The boy was silent for a while, and slowly walked forward with blood all over his body.

This result is actually not unexpected.But wanting it doesn't mean he can really accept it.

Especially, when looking at Merlin's scary red eyes.

He didn't know what happened to Camelot, so that Arthur decided to go out within two days.He was also not sure whether Avalon trapped him and Merlin in the floating world forest for the beginning of the end of fate at this moment.The only thing he understood was that he was the one who took the mage away from the king, and he was the one who insisted on seeking his own liberation. He had already made up his mind to protect him to the end, but in the end he unintentionally contributed to Arthur's death.

—It is not difficult to admit this.

The young man believed that he was not the only one. From the time he discovered that Arthur was going out alone, to the time he arrived at the fence without stopping, Merlin definitely regretted why he didn't accompany the king.

But he wouldn't blame him for that, West knew it all too well.After all, Merlin has always been like this, even if Arthur's death is indeed partly due to this, the mage will only resent his own mistakes and powerlessness.

On the other hand, this is also a reason to make him feel more guilty.

——So, in the end, I owe it, right?

A little sad, but also a little bit reluctant, West sighed softly.In the script of history, the story of the Eternal King has come to an end. Next, his soul should go to Avalon and sleep under the cemetery prepared for him.As for the mage, his mission neither succeeded nor failed—as Emerys, he finally returned the magic to Camelot.But as Merlin, he has lost his girl, his best friend, and his king one after another along the way...Paying so many expensive prices, he has finally lost to the fate that governs him.

This is actually not fair.

Even if you don't look at the sad expression of the master, the despair in the air still seeps into West's eyes bit by bit like poison.For the first time in decades, he hated himself so much for being a psychic.Standing next to Merlin was already sad enough, but he could feel more of it, so much so that all his defenses were destroyed almost instantly, his whole soul was exposed to the air, and was burned endlessly by the flames of pain.

—he knew how much Merlin cared about Arthur...he knew it from the beginning.

And he also cared about Merlin, even a hundred times more than Merlin cared about Arthur.For a man who once lived as if he were dead, finding emotional conversion again is nothing short of gaining a second life.It was only by looking at Merlin that West found the courage to break free from the past, so he was willing to give his all, as long as he could no longer make that person show such a heartbroken expression.

"Merlin."

Stopping in front of the mage, he called out so quietly.Although it only takes a second to make a decision, it still takes thousands of struggles to convince myself to really let go and face up to this unilateral parting.

"Tell me, what do you feel right now?"

——West Xavier's psychic abilities have unparalleled potential.As long as he "assimilates" with the other party, then no matter what, even an illusory energy body like time, can be manipulated by him.

He raised his head numbly, his red and swollen eyes could barely see the young man's quiet outline.Merlin was silent for a long, long time, until the buzzing of insects around him gradually stopped, and the night sky began to turn hazy gray, he finally opened his mouth, the voice spread under the dawn, and then dispersed with the wind.

"I feel fate."

"The kind of fate that is still powerless to change even if you know the result, even if you give everything."

--really.

As if a knife had been pierced into the softest part of his heart, the boy gently closed his eyes.In Merlin's desperate and unknowing tone, he seemed to be able to see his past self from the mage. He was also of an ordinary age, and he also embraced the person he least wanted to lose in this life. All thoughts were lost, as if he had been exiled from the whole world.

"Look at me, magician."

Without any unnecessary movements, West just stood there quietly, and the time flowing around gradually stopped moving forward.The wailing before the law of time was broken came from all directions, like the karmic fire burning in hell.In those azure eyes as silent as the deep sea, time after scene was decomposed and rewinded, like a movie played backwards, and even the shadow of death was expelled from the Eternal King little by little.

All the wounds he received were healed one by one under his ability, and all the blood that had flowed was also rushing to every corner of the body.West kept reshaping Arthur's time, dialing his vital signs back to before the expedition, back to the time when everything was still full of hope.For him, no matter how heavy the price of returning from the dead is, as long as the heart of the Eternal King can still beat, as long as Merlin no longer cries for fate, the madness he insists on is by no means meaningless.

'You are trampling on the dignity of the ancient religion, hermit! '

In the raging storm of time, some hysterical questioning is particularly clear.Even if you don't look back, you can still know how angry the so-called three-faced goddess of weaving fate must be. West smiled softly, and the brows were full of gentleness of letting go of the burden.

"The ancient religion has become history. I brought Arthur back to life. Both he and Merlin have broken free from the cage you set up. Even the gods will not be able to interfere with their fate from now on."

"—You guys lost."

'No, we didn't! '

The voice suddenly became sharp, like the last stubborn resistance, the voice of the three-faced goddess was full of resentment and viciousness:

'West Xavier!You think you have changed your destiny, but you don't know that you just fulfilled it in another way. '

'Amorius must be judged for his apostasy.You saved Arthur Pendragon, but you excluded yourself from this world forever. Although Emerys never lost the Eternal King, he will lose you forever and suffer forever. Punishment upon him! ! '

One life for another, one catastrophe after another.So, no matter how you choose, it will only make Merlin feel the same pain, right?

Shaking his head, West smiled lightly: "He won't."

I didn't bother to pay attention to them any more.As the vitality in Arthur's body gradually recovered, the chaos of the time order had reached an uncontrollable situation, so that the scene in his eyes also began to become nothingness.Knowing that this dislocation of time and space spanning thousands of years is about to bring everything back to normal, and the self from this world will eventually return to his own time, West sighed silently, bent down, and made his eyes level with the mage.

This is the end they can reach together.

"Look at me, Merlin."

Stretching out his fingers to touch his temples, as if he was completing some pious prayer.West looked straight into those flushed light gray eyes, like sympathizing with the ravings of the world, bit by bit, completely erasing everything about himself in his mind.

"Remember, Arthur Pendragon never died. It was you who came to the battlefield in time to kill Morgana and send him to Avalon, where the elves who lived here could heal him."

Watching Merlin's eyes gradually change from shock to bewilderment, and then to emptiness after being hypnotized.The brown-haired boy's brows were tightly knit together, his heart was pierced like a knife, but his voice was still calm and indifferent:

"You fell into Morgana's trap in Camelot and lost your magic, so you had to go to the Crystal Cave to find hope, and you missed King Arthur's expedition... From now on, you have never rescued a West Xavier, who has superpowers, has never placed him in any corner of your life. All your memories about him are false, and your fate has never had any intersection with him."

The ups and downs of Arthur's chest became more and more obvious, and the boy's body pulled by the force of time became more and more transparent.And as the powerful spiritual suggestion took root in his mind little by little, Merlin's breathing became more and more rapid, as if he was still powerless to resist West's power, but it was futile after all.

"Everything in the past was just a big dream, Merlin. Now, it's time to wake up from the dream."

There is a time difference of thousands of years between you and me, and no one can overcome it.I know it clearly, but I still can't control it, and I regard you as the antidote to escape from the past.

—West Xavier is such a selfish bastard.

Disregarding your wishes, not giving you any right to choose, just making a decision for you in a way that you think is best for you... No matter whether this is what you want or not, he has committed a heinous crime again, and he has no regrets. repentance.Such a person may never be worthy of being redeemed by you from hell.

"I'm very sorry."

Transparent tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and wet the back of Merlin's hands.West lowered his head and parted his fingertips, which had turned white due to the force, and wanted to comfort him not to cry, but suddenly found that the person who was crying and almost lost his voice was obviously himself.

In the sky, the first ray of morning light slowly rose from the horizon, shining on the three of them by Lake Avalon.It was supposed to be warm, but now it's just cold.

The time regression is coming to an end, and spiritual hints are gradually starting to work.West glanced at this era that he could never forget for the last time, hesitated for a while, then leaned forward, and placed an ethereal kiss on the corner of Merlin's mouth.

He won't say "goodbye".

And they won't see each other again.

At the dawn of this new age.

……

"West?"

A ray of white light gradually expanded in the darkness, smashing the silence into various blurred and noisy lights and shadows.He slowly opened his eyes, and in the blurry vision that became clear, many familiar faces were reflected in shadows.

"Are you all right? Are you awake?"

Lying on the head of the bed, there are obvious black and blue under the eyelids.Tony Stark looked worriedly at the silent teenager on the bed, with concern, guilt, and sympathy that West couldn't understand and didn't want to understand.

"Tony..."

He opened his mouth, but could only make a hoarse voice that was almost like a whisper.After West called him so softly, he stopped talking, just stared blankly at the figure slowly approaching in a wheelchair behind Iron Man, his eyes focused, as if in a lifetime.

"It's good to wake you up."

Like countless times before, the eyes looking at him are full of gentleness and kindness. Professor X hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out his hand, and brushed a strand of hair from West's forehead behind his ear.

"I thought I'd lose you forever, son."

Charles Xavier looked at his adopted son quietly, his eyes were as blue as the sea, and there was a broken choke in his voice: "I'm scared."

There was crystal water in the eyes, and exhaustion and heartbreak rushed in at the moment of seeing the adoptive father.Unable to maintain the appearance of pretending to be strong any longer, Wester held Charles by the corner of his clothes, like all children who have been wronged outside, finally able to let the tears burst silently and turbulently.

"...me too, Charles."

He broke the most important part of his life with his own hands.

The only time in this life that he fell in love with someone without hesitation, but it could only end in this way.