Before you start reading, I want to appeal to you that this is a transfer of a novel from an old account to a new one. If you are interested, here is my old account (Enjell_Jasmine)
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The world is ruled by beings who are above all. This is the truth in the modern world, and there is no point in arguing with it. To be at the top of the chain, you need either wealth and strength or talent to achieve what you want.
With enough money, you can control the world, and with a powerful force, you can inspire both fear and respect, then with talent, you can become a universal idol for people.
From an early age, Kasugano Haruka felt the full power of the god of failure. Constantly pinned down by the blessing of harsh karma, he could not live a normal life. Loans closed with regular loans, dubious usurers, and irrepressible interest rates are justified only by their appetite. And when my little sister was born, life became even harder.
In the end, one evening, the mother simply did not come home. Statements to the police did not bring results and she was considered missing.
His sister was then three years old and because his father was constantly on the move, it was he who had to raise the little girl. But even then, when his younger sister was born, Haruka made an important decision for himself: to let his sister finish her training and release her into this cruel world fully armed. Her light will be bright, and he will become her protection, her shadow.
The young man himself, to help his relatives and especially his sister, worked day and night, not paying due attention to his health.
Therefore, his younger sister adored her brother and gave everything in her studies and life. As she grew up, she began to stand out from others, her intelligence and acumen made her one of the best in terms of academic performance.
Haruka himself was a strong, fit young man and had already served in the army. During the 2nd year of service in the army, he had to go abroad to Germany for a special purpose. Since he no longer had the opportunity to send numerous letters to his family, Haruka began to describe his every move in his diary, in case he did not return.
As a result, two years of staying abroad flew by, but for a young man, it was like 10 years. Finally, returning from a mission and having served in the army, he was in indescribable joy, because meeting with his relatives was the only reason that gave him hope.
But, as he entered his native home, there was a feeling that everything had disappeared without a trace. Not finding a single clue or information, daring to ask his neighbors, his world was shaken by all 360 degrees.
It turned out that all the letters he sent were intended for the dead. After hearing the news that his younger sister and only father died in an accident, Haruka fell into depression, and every day his condition worsened for the worse: it was as if he was slowly being devoured by thousands of hands to the very bottom of the abyss.
And despite the death of loved ones, there was not a single thought of suicide in his head, even if he wanted to, the final answer was "no". After all, the promise that he had made to his younger sister, not to die under any circumstances, was still fresh, clearly recalling the thin and soft voice, bright smile, snow-white skin, and surprisingly brown eyes.
For the sake of this figure that illuminated his own world, he continued to live an ordinary life.
At the moment, he was twenty-one years old and have entered a good institute, he did not have to be alone in this life, because he had a best friend named Austin, an army comrade, with whom he left the army.
Their relationship was good like siblings, there were some cases where they were named as the best couple of the year. Anyone would think that if they saw two guys holding hands, right?
For example, have you ever walked with your best friend and accidentally touched your hands during a walk, you thought it was strange, but no! You... You are gay. Also, if you look into another guy's eyes in a bar, you are definitely gay.
In any case, Haruka also lived his life like everyone else, he watched anime, movies, cartoons, and read various genres of books. Although sometimes there were cases when he was teased as "Sis-Con", a person with a younger sister complex.
The reason is that his full name was the same as the main character from the anime Yosugo no Sora. Again, the blessing of the god of failure. However, Haruka himself didn't know whether to be happy or cry because of this.
Remembering everything, he did not know what to do next, after all, his current goal is to live a good life without any problems and worries. Sitting on the steam, Haruka looked out the window and admired the beautiful view of the cold winter, letting out a heavy sigh.
"Will something interesting happen in the future?" he thought to himself, holding his chin with his right hand, still looking somewhere far away at one point.
While his thoughts were busy with the future, he felt a wandering spirit fly into his body, activating some mechanism in his head. Without having time to notice what had happened, his mind and body, along with his soul, were in a completely different place.
With some doubt and pain in the brain area, he opened his eyes and saw a certain creature, from which a bloody aura emanated.
Seeing this scene with his own eyes, where everything was covered in blood, he could not say anything, even if he could, it was impossible because his mouth was sewn up with some kind of shadow that also covered the entire body except for his eyes.
The creature that was standing right in front of Haruka, sensing the aura of another person who appeared out of nowhere, met his gaze.
The creature's eyes were completely red, its entire body was covered in foreign blood, four hands holding different weapons in each.
Before Haruka realized that the demon-like creature was going to attack him, half of his body was completely torn apart by the evil force. If he could look at himself from a different angle, he would definitely throw up: his intestines are pulled out, the remains of food are scattered everywhere, part of the skin is burned by an unknown flame.
- AGhhhhhh! he screamed in pain, in a painful and hoarse voice, feeling unbearable pain all over his body.
He coughed wildly as all the air was squeezed out of his lungs before sliding down the wall and falling limply to the ground. His field of vision was becoming blurry, but he could still make out that the demon was chewing something.
Then he realized that the bear was chewing on a very familiar-looking arm and part of his stomach. Still confused, he glanced at his left and lower side, which had become inexplicably lighter. Or, more precisely, where his arm and stomach should have been…
His cry of agony echoed through the territory.
Having finished devouring the hand, the bear slowly moved towards him. Unlike a human, it didn't look like he was looking down on him. Instead, he just looked at it as food, nothing more.
With his face covered in tears, snot, and saliva, he could only scream in pain. And look for escape routes.
At the same time, his thoughts were occupied with only one thing: why him?
Is this the end? He was ridiculed as a weakling and an outcast, an incompetent kind.
He stared blankly at the ceiling above him, trying to remember all the events that had happened to him.
"I suppose that's what they mean when the whole life runs before your eyes," he thought.
He went through his life, humiliation, work, betrayal, and the death of his family.
From birth, he was unlucky in everything: money, family, work, life.
Fuck you, damn you! Fucking fate! Fucking life! Fucking gods! You bastards!
Oh, damn it! Why! Why! Why me!
"WHY! WHY! HOLY SHIT! GO TO HELL! I JUST WANTED TO LIVE! LIVE LIKE A NORMAL PERSON! OH, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU SONS OF BITCHES! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK...WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY! WHY... "
His consciousness was filled only with hatred for everything, shouting "why" inside himself to somehow understand the meaning of existence.
He wanted to shout out in rage, but his voice was taken away by the pressure of the air around him. Although a small part of his mind tried to convince him that it was a terrible dream, the pain and horror of it all told him that it was real. A part of his mind wanted to give up to avoid fear and pain, but he forced himself to stay conscious.
[Congratulations! You got the skill (Rage)]
[Congratulations! Skill level (Rage) increased to MAX LVL]
[Congratulations! You have received the skill (Resistance to Fear)]
[Congratulations! Skill level (Fear Resistance) increased to LVL 5]
[Congratulations! You have received a skill (Mental Fortitude)]
[Congratulations! Skill level (Mental Fortitude) increased to 10 LVL]
[Congratulations! You have received the skill (Pain Resistance)]
" Congratulations! Skill level (Pain Resistance) increased to 5 LVL"
It looked like he was already going crazy. Haruka could hear voices in his head, although there were no other people around him, he forced himself to look around to check, but he didn't see anyone in this deserted place. They also must have been killed by this creature during the attack. Since he was in the same situation, he was sure that he would follow the others.
"Congratulations! You have received a skill (Perception)"
At this moment, his heart turned as cold as ice. Of course, he would die, but he wanted to know why he was suddenly in another place right in the middle of a bloody battle. He wanted to do so much in his life, but now this opportunity has been taken away from him.
They indeed say that lies are like salt. It is both sharp to the taste and painful to the soul.
"It's so cold. The trembling will stop now. Just a little more, and I'll be fine. Just need to get some sleep" - these were his last thoughts.
At that moment, Haruka's body and mind gave up, accepting an indescribable death.
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"I...I think? Yes, I can...to think..."
"I hear your thoughts, but...don't feel anything"
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"Like...everything. Thu..it seems? Yes, it all seems to me"
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" W-what...what do you want from me..."
"I don't understand this..."
[It's time to wake up!]
"Language"
[Effect: (???)]
" Oh...now I understand ... stop. What? "
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