Chapter 12 - Despair in the lowest level (1/2)

Despair in the lowest level

My parents were a terrible person.

Abuse have become part of the daily life.

The environment was terrible.

My personality was also twisted.

[It’s that brat with the abominable eyes.]

When my father vomits, he kicks the young me.

As per usual.

My mother also uses violence.

Along with heartless words.

I just had to give birth.

I can’t even kill an unwanted brat here in Japan, or so she says.

At that moment, a violent veil covered my thoughts.

Those bastards, I’ll kill them someday.

Now that I think about it, was that the so called survival instinct?

I’ll be killed if I keep going as it is.

My instinct tells me so.

That’s what I thought.

But one day.

My parents are suddenly missing.

They left me behind.

They just suddenly disappeared.

My uncle’s family took custody of me.

Before my parents disappeared, they told me to call my uncle.

“I entrust the brat to you.”

My uncle’s family took custody of me with conviction.

I was raised in an environment that I thought was not “ordinary”.

My uncle’s family were kind people.

I decided that I’d be a child without problems.

For these people.

I don’t want to bother these people about me.

Mimori Touka have come to know kindness.

Thanks to my uncle’s family.

I have to be a child without problems.

And then I noticed,

I’ve become air.

I’ve become a mob.

I’ve become harmless.

I’ve become normal.

However, it may have returned before the transfer…

The real – “Mimori Touka”.

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I open my eyes.

The cold ground.

It’s quite ruggy.

My back hurts.

I raise my body.

[……hmm…..]

I look around.

[So this is the Disposal Ruins, huh…]

It’s dark.

It’s too deep.

The darkness.

The status… can I confirm it?

[Status Open.]

<Unable to launch because of the lack of visibility>

A robotic voice echoed in my head.

I see.

It’s necessary to have enough visibility, huh…

Ah, right…

I move my hand.

I feel around the nearby ground.

Oh.

[Found it.]

The touch of leather.

My unique item.

I grab it and held it in my hand.

I can feel the jewelry near my thumb.

If I put magic energy in this jewel, it would illuminate, right..?

I’m reminded of that time when I use my personal skill on that goddess.

Reminder, it’s that shitty goddess’ commentary.

Magic energy, injecting.

The jewel began to shine a faint light.

The leather bag also emits light along with it.

That’s great.

Really, a feeling of “being able to use magic”.

[Oh?]

It may be weak, my field of vision still became better.

I look around.

Bare rock surface.

A ceiling with intense unevenness.

The ground is also strangely bumpy.

[Rather than a ruin, it’s more like a cave.]

Hmm?

Is there something?

I stand up and approach.

[—-wha!?]

S, skull…?

Are these from a human?

[Ack~!] (T/N: gross onomatopeia)

Furtheremore, it’s just a half of a skull.

Where’s the other half?

Was it broken into two?

I gulped.

It was broken into two.

By what?

[………]

It’s settled.

“Something” is in this ruins.

My heart is beating like crazy.

That’s right.

This is the disposal ruins with zero survival rate.

Is it because my consciousness that have been half awake has become clear?

The area around my temple began to pulsate.

If you think normally, Mimori Touka will die.

Right here.

The goddess may not be here, but returning to the ground would still be difficult.

Unusual sweat began to spout out.

Die?

Will I die?

I have a bad feeling about this.

The putrid scent of death is drifting everywhere.

The scent of death from this disposal ruins.

Those guys, will I become like them?

Deathly footsteps.

This feeling…

Something, important.

What is this?

That’s it.

The feeling I had when I’m living with my real parents.

I’m about to be killed.

My heart is rumbling.

It’s pulsing became intense.

It’s dangerous here.

My instinct tells me so.