L1 The Lord Who Had No Name
Every day was spent lying in bed.
I could never get up and leave.
Twenty-four hours a day I was connected to several tubes that provided me with essential nutrients.
I was just a laboratory animal, with no apparent reason for living.
That was all I was, nothing more.
But then…
“Hello. My name is Sariel. And what is your name?”
…that person reached out her hand to me.
“…A…riel…?”
“Ariel? What a coincidence. Your name sounds just like mine.”
I was only trying to repeat her name, but since my voice was raspy, she misunderstood what I had said.
That trivial reason was how I got my name.
But I’m fine with that.
Because it’s the name she gave me.
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