Chapter 10: You Won’t Believe What’s Going To Happen In This Chapter! (You Probably Will) (1/2)
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[Day 9]
Sigh…
Day 9, huh.
We are halfway through the second week of my second life, and I am here, enclosed inside a cave, fearful of the beasts outside, while battling against the wind.
What a second life this is.
But this is the second life I fought and agonized to keep living.
I have grown a bit accustomed to things never going fine.
Since my first life…
If people tell you that life is easy, they are filthy liars.
Life is never easy, not even in a second life filled with cheat abilities.
Life always finds a way… to fuck you over.
It is like a cosmic truth.
Never anything will go your way.
Maybe some things might align with what you plan, but life is so filled with many unpredictable changes that you will never know what is next.
The only thing you can do is always be prepared.
My father always taught me this.
I took it to my heart.
I always prepared several steps ahead of anything.
My sister often told me that I should relax a bit, that I should be more carefree.
That life was not always trying to torment you, that you simply had to enjoy the present a bit.
I tried to do a bit of what she said… I really did.
I went to the snow with her and her family.
It was actually nice.
But when I went skiing… I realized that I was taking things too lightly.
A giant mass of snow appeared right before my back at that time.
The despair and fear I felt then were… mesmerizing.
I still feel it, actually, it is deep within my heart.
It fuels me with the intent of being cautious.
But even if I am cautious, will I still get somewhere?
Even when you are cautious, life is filled with many things you do not even understand nor know.
Or things that you cannot even predict correctly.
Even with a System, I often feel hopeless.
I am alone in this ice world.
No one here to give me a hand.
Only me and the beasts outside.
I have become a beast.
I have to be like a beast and hunt.
I have to prepare for hunting better and keep hunting.
This is… life in its most primordial state.
I really do not blame my sister for anything, do not get me wrong.
I still believe she was a bit right.
I love her… and I hope she is fine.
I miss my father too… and my mother.
Even as a grown-ass man, I still love my parents, I do not know why that would be a bad thing.
I was a human, after all, I have emotions, and made bonds, so why wouldn't I miss my god damn family?
I was not a lifeless, emotionless husk nor an edgy kid, I already got through such a pace.
At the very least I try to be cheerful to fill my life with some… well, life.
But I died.
I am no longer from Earth.
I came to this… whatever this world is, and I am here being an ice dragon.
I have to fill myself with the resolve to keep living this life that has been horrible so far.
I know that, just like my sister once said, there are things in life that you can enjoy and that can make you happy.
I want to find them.
I will take your words to my heart, Emily.
I conjure an ice knife.
The mana particles begin to transform into hard and pure ice, harder than before.