Vol 1 Chapter 1 (1/2)

Chapter 1

GRIMOIRE X REVERSE V1 CH1

Kourii: really took me a hard work to translate this one. I don’t  really know how to express the sound expressions so just bear with me. I think this chapter is pretty long. Guys, if you like it, leave a comment and if you find any mistakes, please point it out. Oh, This is chapter 1 in volume 1 so ENJOY!!!

Chaper 1: Habuil Tower [The Begining]

Suddenly, my memory became completely mixed up.

I don’t know how to correctly express the feeling at that time, something like that into words.

It’s the worst. It’s not at the level of feeling gross or painful, nor itchy. The unpleasantness running inside your body, dominated by the feeling of unexpressable nausea and headache like your brain is being roasted.

A while after that, I regained my consciousness to the flickering dazzling view as I finally noticed.

That this is the RPG  game world I used to play in my previous life, that I am the mid-boss in the middle floor of the dungeon in the middle of the story, and that I’m in a more refres.h.i.+ngly delicate enough position.

[….Eh, why]

Having realized was good. Well, it may not be good but the most important point is something else. ( In j.a.p they say: 百歩譲って, which mean something abt priority so I just write it in my own words instead.)

However, isn’t this situation somehow a little difficult.

Just why I, a peaceful life-living college student, am inside a mid-boss.

Or should I say why now of all time that my previous life memories came back.

In addition, why the consciousness of this dungeon’s boss, that was supposed to be sealed, has returned.

I really can’t figure it out.

The me now that have memory from two lifetimes together, is honestly confused enough to not know which is right or wrong.

One set of memory is my previous life. The memory from the me, who enjoyed college life, was up to when I got many random injuries from being minced by a train. Remembering even the pain when dying is not what I’m thankful for though. The pitiful guy who died from the train accident had alas gathered more hate than sympathy.

What I’m sad about is that the irritation, from the fact that the train was delayed, was heavier than the sympathy for the lost of a person’s life in the city.

Another set is of the me in this world. Though, in a strong cla.s.s among the demon tribe, a dungeon boss whose consciousness had been deprived and became a doll with only power, is my memory. I do forgive that b.a.s.t.a.r.d dungeon boss.

Sorting things until here is not difficult, after all I have two set of memories as one of my previous life.

There is another problem.

Current state. Just why am I wearing clothes like it is from the Jomon period that just make me wants to perform a tsukkomi. (TL: jomon period /wiki/縄文時代).

Fur clothes. Beast fas.h.i.+on. Meat-eating youth.

I think nowadays, wearing only a piece of fur and swaggering under the sky, is just looking down on modern society but, as a matter of fact, this is not the modern society.

I’m not even a human.

A demon.

That’s right, a demon. The mid-boss in the middle of this dungeon…. Habuil Tower. Certainly, having realized that I have no name is a terrible thing. To demons, this kind of feelings should have already been put away, though.

The way I see things is no different from humans but the most different are the two things growing on the corners of my head. Let’s use Diab. (TL: it’s read as Diab in Diablo). Don’t dive into it.

Black and twisted two horns are growing

on my head.

Let’s organize the story. The me, who should have died from being hit by a train, was reincarnated alive in another world.

I’m able to grasp up to this point.

The next problem. This is the world of the famus RPG Grimoire Lancer II in my previous life.

Now then what to do. The me now will probably die from fighting the hero party when they appear in the game. I can only see such a fate.

However, I figured out then.

The me now has a choice to make before being done in as a mid-boss.

In my previous life memory, I remember some decent point of that RPG. As it was the game I like to play again and again in junior high school. I also knew about the the cheat charts and the famous hidden dungeon.

There is also my strength.

I’m not going to be a mid-boss, isn’t this the fastest way to escape from the hero party?