The 4 weeks of death will be the work that we post in those 4 weeks. I really want to make it 30 days but I probably can't do it every day so let's make it 4 weeks at a time haha. But this cause of death, you have to try and figure it out yourself. The character used is Naib, my beloved son - just a little. As for the design of the character, it's a real person. I really like one of them, so I drew him. Haha.

We have already asked permission from him. But he still hasn't answered whether or not he'll allow it - and if he doesn't allow it (because the content is really strong and he's a real person, he probably feels bad seeing himself being treated like this -), we're happy to find a new person. yes Or maybe just draw like a normal fanmade. But if allowed, I would probably have to give a lot of credit to him because he probably borrows to draw often.

But whatever the reason, we take this work very seriously. Therefore, I will try my best to not burn-

Even though it says 4 weeks until the day of death, I'm not sure if it will stop at 4 weeks or if it might keep going on and on, I don't know, haha. It depends on your diligence. And it might be a week later, which is possible because thinking about everything right now, I still can't think of a second story ;-;

Question: Oh, there's something I'd like to ask as well. I mean, do we think this story should have a pure love theme? You can answer below and type who you want to be your wife or boyfriend in this story.

https://my.dek-d.com/Sab18868/poll/?id=160765

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Do they believe in the supernatural? A werewolf, a zombie, or a ghost?

?? No, this story won't have anything to do with the main character being anything like that, huh? So why do you say it? That's why you say that, but heh, you're starting to take an interest in it, right? Why don't you want to know? If you want, you can tell me. Just show me your ear.

Ah, but it's better to change your mind. If I tell you, it won't be fun. Hehe, wait a minute, don't go yet. If I don't tell you, that doesn't mean I won't tell you. Let's be very impatient. But hell, are you ready to sit back and listen to this strange man's story? If you're ready, close your eyes and imagine it, little one.

A battlefield full of chaos and murder. The sound of the explosion was deafening. The annoying sound of gunfire or the agonizing cry that comes from one's throat. Falling from a never-ending battlefield

"Naib, I can't take it anymore. Leave me alone!"

"no! We've come this far! Be patient a little more! Just a little more!!"

The young man from Nepal snorted as he tried to push his best friend away before being caught in the crossfire as well. But because of the stubbornness of the soldier, he refused to abandon his friend and leave the battlefield at all. He reluctantly carried his fellow warriors on his back and walked slowly.

Even so, as the battlefield was known, it would be impossible for it to pass smoothly.

Bang!

"Ah! "

The sound of gunfire continued as the cries of his fellow warriors let out tortured cries as one after another fell to death one by two. He could only look up and carry his best friend on his back in such a painful way. He felt hurt, angry, and hate all at the same time, but deep inside he was afraid.

A soldier like him shouldn't feel like this. He knew he was lacking, but he couldn't stop him from thinking like that. He had felt that way for a while, until last night he made a plan with his best friend to escape from this battlefield of chaos. And today was the day he was going to escape, but it was a mistake.

Everyone died and soon he would too. But who will compromise when freedom is in front of them? Just one more step!!! Just one step!

"We've survived."

The young soldier spoke tiredly before turning to his friend that he had carried with him all the way to this place. He was glad that he had survived and that he was going to be able to live a new life with his best friend.

"Why?"

“Huh?”

The young soldier placed his friend against the wall before falling onto the side, looking suspicious at what his best friend was about to say. He tried to get a clear look at the other person's face, but in the darkness of the night, only the moonlight could be seen. Just a shadow

“Why…….didn't you help me sooner! Why!!!"

The young man's voice changed to a different person before he grabbed his best friend's arm to look at his decaying body with both eyes.

“Yes, sir!?”

The young man looked at his friend's decomposing body before resisting in fear. But suddenly his whole body gradually transformed. A disgusting, fishy red liquid filled his body. The young man looked at the picture with a feeling of terror that did not go away before looking at the surroundings that used to be old wooden houses, but now they were darkness with no light.

“What the hell is this?!”

That might be a question that no one could answer him, and probably no one would answer him right now. He definitely didn't know what was going on. I remembered that they had escaped and were staying in an old house near the city. Then suddenly something like that happened and they were here, were they hallucinated or something? But I couldn't think of much of anything. The young soldier He had to return his attention to the water that seemed short because of some force causing air bubbles to rise from under the water. Suspicious, he tried to stare deeper at it. What's under there?

But he didn't have much doubt until a pair of hands pulled him under the water together. And because his body was aroused, his brain ordered him to hurry and resist. But it didn't work. Maybe it was because the body was suffocating and exhausted, or maybe it was because of the fatigue that had been accumulated for a long time. I don't know.

The person who started to sink further and further. I saw all my fellow soldiers who had fought in the war together. With conditions that were not very attractive, some had missing arms, some had heads missing, and some had only one part of the body showing and it was disgusting. They grabbed the young soldier before violently tearing at his body and biting him bit by bit in cold blood. The young soldier only showed a pained expression on his face before he couldn't hold back a shout.

“Aaaaa!!!! hurt!! Ah! That's enough!! ”

Crying out tears before instinctively trying to resist to survive. But it stopped when he heard his friend's angry voice. So angry and hate him.

“Why don't you help us!! Why!! Why did you run off alone and leave us to die!! You're the problem! You worthless bastard! There's nothing good!! You're just a selfish bastard!! You deserve to die! Naib Chubidar, you must die!!!!”

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha…had this dream again."

The young soldier was startled and looked around the old white room for a while. When he was sure there was nothing wrong in the room, he took a breath of relief. Then he pressed his face against his knees before speaking in a voice that shook like someone about to cry.

“Sorry, I'm sorry.”

After he escaped with his best friend who had a lifeless body, he became a mercenary in England because of his higher wages and many other things. He continues to live with human death. He had no choice but to kill and kill in order to survive in this cruel world of light.

Can't choose you and can't do anything. Having to turn a blind eye and continue killing in cold blood was no different from what he had been before. I don't know what day I will die, I don't know how many days I will survive, and I don't know what my destination is. What was waiting for him in front of him? A light of hope? No.

It's the darkness waiting to die. Day by day I began to feel emotionless everywhere, like a body without a soul and heart. Only that dream would keep him feeling.

He thought about why he had dreams like this every time he slept. It continued like this until he began to hallucinate at times and almost picked up a knife to cut himself off from the annoyance. He thought that his friend must have had some reason for haunting him to this day. Since that day I escaped alone with my lifeless body.

He was only sad and blamed himself. He didn't know the reason why everyone was following his haunted tube. But deep in my heart You may already know the answer and why it is like this. They might be resentful of the problem Naib Chubidar, or rather, this person who came up with a crazy plan that caused everyone else to die.

It was he who indirectly killed his friend. It was all his fault for coming up with such a crazy plan. If he hadn't thought of it back then, we might all be together now, but he was stupid for not thinking it through. Sorry, I'm sorry. If I died, you guys would be happy, right? Eh? Is he dead? That's why I couldn't think of that.

He looked at his hands, which were covered with various wounds, before grinning, then looked up at the old ceiling and burst out laughing. Self-pityingly

“Hehehehe, that's it. Why didn't we die back then? What do you say! Naib Chubidar, why didn't he die along with everyone? What's the point of struggling? He's just a problem! Just create stories! Useless bastard! Why don't you die along with the others? Why did you still survive!! Why! Why!!!!"

Right now, he was like a mindless person who had lost all his senses. He shouted as loud as he could in order to vent the uncomfortable things with tears of rawness. He wanted to end everything now. He didn't know what there was to live for. Why did everyone leave him alone?

and assigned a great sin to him alone again. It was too much for him to bear.

But if he

Died?

Can I atone for that mistake?

Right now everyone is probably waiting for him to find him.

Ah, that's true. In that dream, everyone probably misses him to the point of coming to see him like that. Haha, I'm coming to see you all now. Come get me, everyone.

(It is not allowed to save the image and use it for false purposes ;-;)

Ah, the fun time is over, little one. I have to go I want to know what happened next? There was nothing much, just that the man hanged himself as in that picture. But that guy isn't dead yet. Only died for 1 week. There are still 3 weeks left. Oh, I forgot to tell you, you made a contract with me since you came to listen to my story, for 4 years.

This week I'll tell you about it, but after that you'll have to wait and see. Hehe. I'll come back and see you again. If you have anything to ask, just ask. Next time, I'll answer all your questions. Good night. Good night.

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Do they believe in the supernatural? A werewolf, a zombie, or a ghost?

?? No, this story won't have anything to do with the main character being anything like that, huh? So why do you say it? That's why you say that, but heh, you're starting to take an interest in it, right? Why don't you want to know? If you want, you can tell me. Just show me your ear.

Ah, but it's better to change your mind. If I tell you, it won't be fun. Hehe, wait a minute, don't go yet. If I don't tell you, that doesn't mean I won't tell you. Let's be very impatient. But hell, are you ready to sit back and listen to this strange man's story? If you're ready, close your eyes and imagine it, little one.

A battlefield full of chaos and murder. The sound of the explosion was deafening. The annoying sound of gunfire or the agonizing cry that comes from one's throat. Falling from a never-ending battlefield

"Naib, I can't take it anymore. Leave me alone!"

"no! We've come this far! Be patient a little more! Just a little more!!"

The young man from Nepal snorted as he tried to push his best friend away before being caught in the crossfire as well. But because of the stubbornness of the soldier, he refused to abandon his friend and leave the battlefield at all. He reluctantly carried his fellow warriors on his back and walked slowly.

Even so, as the battlefield was known, it would be impossible for it to pass smoothly.

Bang!

"Ah! "

The sound of gunfire continued as the cries of his fellow warriors let out tortured cries as one after another fell to death one by two. He could only look up and carry his best friend on his back in such a painful way. He felt hurt, angry, and hate all at the same time, but deep inside he was afraid.

A soldier like him shouldn't feel like this. He knew he was lacking, but he couldn't stop him from thinking like that. He had felt that way for a while, until last night he made a plan with his best friend to escape from this battlefield of chaos. And today was the day he was going to escape, but it was a mistake.

Everyone died and soon he would too. But who will compromise when freedom is in front of them? Just one more step!!! Just one step!

"We've survived."

The young soldier spoke tiredly before turning to his friend that he had carried with him all the way to this place. He was glad that he had survived and that he was going to be able to live a new life with his best friend.

"Why?"

“Huh?”

The young soldier placed his friend against the wall before falling onto the side, looking suspicious at what his best friend was about to say. He tried to get a clear look at the other person's face, but in the darkness of the night, only the moonlight slowly shone through. Just a shadow

“Why…….didn't you help me sooner! Why!!!"

The young man's voice changed to a different person before he grabbed his best friend's arm to look at his decaying body with both eyes.

“Yes, sir!?”

The young man looked at his friend's decomposing body before resisting in fear. But suddenly his whole body gradually transformed. A disgusting, fishy red liquid filled his body. The young man looked at the picture with a feeling of terror that did not go away before looking at the surroundings that used to be old wooden houses, but now they were darkness with no light.

“What the hell is this?!”

That might be a question that no one could answer him, and probably no one would answer him right now. He definitely didn't know what was going on. I remembered that they had escaped and were staying in an old house near the city. Then suddenly something like that happened and they were here, were they hallucinated or something? But I couldn't think of much of anything. The young soldier He had to return his attention to the water that seemed to be short because of some movement causing air bubbles to appear from under the water. Suspicious, he tried to stare deeper at it. What's under there?

But he didn't have much doubt until a pair of hands pulled him under the water together. And because his body was aroused, his brain ordered him to hurry and resist. But it didn't work. Maybe it was because the body was suffocating and exhausted, or maybe it was because of the fatigue that had been accumulated for a long time. I don't know.

The person who started to sink further and further. I saw all my fellow soldiers who had fought in the war together. With conditions that were not very attractive, some had missing arms, some had heads missing, and some had only one part of the body showing and it was disgusting. They grabbed the young soldier before violently tearing at his body and biting him bit by bit in cold blood. The young soldier only showed a pained expression on his face before he couldn't hold back a shout.

“Aaaaa!!!! hurt!! Ah! That's enough!! ”

Crying out tears before instinctively trying to resist to survive. But it stopped when he heard his friend's angry voice. So angry and hate him.

“Why don't you help us!! Why!! Why did you run off alone and leave us to die!! You're the problem! You worthless bastard! There's nothing good!! You're just a selfish bastard!! You deserve to die! Naib Chubidar, you must die!!!!”

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha…had this dream again."

The young soldier was startled and looked around the old white room for a while. When he was sure there was nothing wrong in the room, he took a breath of relief. Then he pressed his face against his knees before speaking in a voice that shook like someone about to cry.

“Sorry, I'm sorry.”

After he escaped with his best friend who had a lifeless body, he became a mercenary in England because of his higher wages and many other things. He continues to live with human death. He had no choice but to kill and kill in order to survive in this cruel world of light.

Can't choose you and can't do anything. Having to turn a blind eye and continue killing in cold blood was no different from what he had been before. I don't know what day I will die, I don't know how many days I will survive, and I don't know what my destination is. What was waiting for him in front of him? A light of hope? No.

It's the darkness waiting to die. Day by day I began to feel emotionless everywhere, like a body without a soul and heart. Only that dream would keep him feeling.

He thought about why he had dreams like this every time he slept. It continued like this until he began to hallucinate at times and almost picked up a knife to cut himself off from the annoyance. He thought that his friend must have had some reason for haunting him to this day. Since that day I escaped alone with my lifeless body.

He was only sad and blamed himself. He didn't know the reason why everyone was following his haunted tube. But deep in my heart You may already know the answer and why it is like this. They might be resentful of the troublemaker Naib Chubidar, or rather, this person who came up with a crazy plan that caused everyone else to die.

It was he who indirectly killed his friend. It was all his fault for coming up with such a crazy plan. If he hadn't thought of it back then, we might still be together now, but he was stupid for not thinking it through. Sorry, I'm sorry. If I died, you guys would be happy, right? Eh? Is he dead? That's why I couldn't think of that.

He looked at his hands, which were covered with various wounds, before grinning, then looked up at the old ceiling and burst out laughing. Self-pityingly

“Hehehehe, that's it. Why didn't we die back then? What do you say! Naib Chubidar, why didn't he die along with everyone? What's the point of struggling? He's just a problem! Just create stories! Useless bastard! Why don't you die along with the others? Why did you still survive!! Why! Why!!!!"

Right now, he was like a mindless person who had lost all his senses. He shouted as loud as he could in order to vent the uncomfortable things with tears of rawness. He wanted to end everything right now. He didn't know what there was to live for. Why did everyone leave him alone?

and assigned a great sin to him alone again. It was too much for him to bear.

But if he

Died?

Can I atone for that mistake?

Right now everyone is probably waiting for him to find him.

Ah, that's true. In that dream, everyone probably misses him to the point of coming to see him like that. Haha, I'm coming to see you all now. Come get me, everyone.

(It is not allowed to save the image and use it for false purposes ;-;)

Ah, the fun time is over, little one. I have to go I want to know what happened next? There was nothing much, just that the man hanged himself as in that picture. But that guy isn't dead yet. He died only 1 week ago. There are still 3 weeks left. Oh, I forgot to tell you, you made a contract with me since you came to listen to my story, for 4 years.

This week I'll tell you about it, but after that you'll have to wait and see. Hehe. I'll come back and see you again. If you have anything to ask, just ask. Next time, I'll answer all your questions. Good night. Good night.