Chapter 2 (2/2)

After all, this was a brand-new, less-advanced world which he knew nothing about.

He missed the world he originally belonged to. That world was so convenient, safe and entertaining. He had cried a lot late at night.

Perhaps… This was just a dream. Once he died, he’d be able to go back!

The idea kept coming back to him. But Thulhu was afraid of pain. And if he still couldn’t go back after he killed himself, his suicide would turn out to have been a rather ridiculous idea. Thus, he finally decided that he would experience this new world and treat this life as a second one.

Death was inevitable. Sooner or later, Thulhu would die again, but different from most people, he was kind of looking forward to it.

But now, this letter from home had ruined everything!

Thulhu had a plan, a very good one, in which he would become rich and have a happy family. However, this western world had turned out to be a magical one!

Was this a joke?

He looked like a big fool!

Thulhu was pissed. He picked up the letter, prepared to tear it into pieces.

Maybe it was just a bad joke!

Although Thulhu had read lots of novels in his last life, his outlook on the world was quite solid and not that easily broken.

Thulhu murmured to himself and unfolded the torn-off page.

It was a piece of parchment, and after Thulhu unfolded it, the page was as big as half the size of a common table. Obviously, the book it was originally from was a big one.

Written on it were a lot of characters and a magic pentagram circle. Lots of notes had been added in the blank space.

This wasn’t the union’s character system, but… the ancient Heber alphabet!

Thulhu murmured in a low voice.

Heber was the common tongue in today’s union. It came from the Chris Empire, which had once had a lot of colonies, and was called the Rising Sun. However, ancient Heber was only used several thousand years ago. Rarely did people study the language, except for some of the old fogeys in the history department.

But Thulhu understood the strange characters! He had learned it as a child!

Thulhu’s breathing became heavy. Suddenly, a sharp pain pierced his head, and memories overwhelmed him.

…

In an old classroom, a serious-looking middle-aged man stood in front of an old blackboard. “Remember, ancient Heber is the common tongue of the extraordinary world, and is a mystery in itself. Ancient Heber has mysterious powers and is required in many rites…”

Then, the scene changed to a building that was on fire.

“I’ll never forgive you… Never!”

A boy who resembled Thulhu was crying. Then, the boy ran away without looking back.

…

Um…

Thulhu rubbed his eyebrows, digesting the memories that had just popped out. It seemed that Thulhu Botley actually came from an extraordinary family, but he once had a big fight with them and then chose to come to this university. It also seemed that Thulhu himself disliked these mysterious things very much, so he was devoted to science.

Thulhu gently stroked the book page and wondered what kind of world this place truly was.

Thulhu realized that his understanding of this world was still very shallow, but a new door had opened for him.

“Black… witchcraft… to produce… dead woman… NO! Should be Corpse Princess!”

Thulhu tried to read the characters using the knowledge he recalled from his memories. He was shocked by the title: Black Witchcraft – Corpse Princess.

It looked very evil to Thulhu.

At that moment, Thulhu saw a cluster of bright lights in front of his eyes, which then unfolded into a light screen.