(Julian)
I sat in my room. That encounter with the dragon... it had been stuck in my head for a while. I really ate a dragon's heart. Is it finally time for me to become strong!?
I took out a book that I had grabbed from the library. A hardcover book with no title, blue in color, and a little dusty. I checked it out before for a few, and it seemed like it gave me the information.
I felt my fingers around it for a second. It was small, but if I looked close enough, I could see who made the book. "S.W" it read.
It was the log of an experiment. The person documenting it, or S.W. was experimenting on a 32-year-old human male, a 20-year-old elf female, and a 5-year-old demi-human female.
All three of them had no Velian, which mean they couldn't store any mana in their body at all.
S.W. fed each of them a portion of the dragon's heart. After 40 minutes, a Velian in similarity to a dragon's Velian started to grow in them.
However, 20 minutes after the Velian was formed, they exploded. As described in the book, the walls were painted red with blood. However, there was one who survived. The 5-year-old demi-human female.
"Subject 3 had a peculiar response in comparison to the other two. It held well against the dragon's influence, containing its mana surprisingly well. A monster. Containing the mana of a dragon was something that was a challenge for even me. I executed Subject 3 shortly after, as to not cause any more dangers."
The page ended.
Explosion? I'll... die! But it's been a lot longer than an hour. My death is impending? Here I was, thinking that I finally got a power boost. But it was a curse instead.
Damn it! Why wasn't I sent into this world with an ultimate skill or something!? I've only gotten a little stronger! Well, I guess the demon body was pretty nice, but it's mediocre. Plus, I went through tremendous pain to get it.
I closed the book, sighing. But... it said the demi-human was able to resist it. Then it's settled. I'll get stronger until I don't have to worry about something like that.
It's still scary, though. I could die at any moment and I don't even know when. Gaah! I'm just a middle schooler, why must I face such worry?
The average being in this world is several times stronger than me. I can't help but feel envy toward all those strong people. At moments like this, it makes me regret saving that kid. No, it makes me regret not enjoying my life on Earth.
But there's nothing I can do about it.
Then why the hell should I worry about it?
I stood up and walked to my door. It was Saturday, and there were no classes.
Out of nowhere, Eudora popped up behind me. "Boo."
She said it in such a monotonous voice as if it was a hassle saying it. Despite this, I still managed to get a little startled. "Goodness. You scared me."
"That was the point."
"What are you doing here, Eudora? Don't you have friends?" I asked.
"I do have friends, obviously. They just don't want to talk to me right now."
"So I'm supposed to be the second option? Ah, whatever."
I was used to something like this, anyway.
"Be lucky that you're one of the options."
We walked around the campus, mindlessly. That was until I encountered Ian with Cera. It seems that they've gotten... awfully close these days. But, I don't care. Yeah, that seems right. I have no reason to, either. I shouldn't care.
"Ah. What are you guys doing here?" I asked, placing my hands into my pockets. It wasn't cold, or anything like that.
"I just happened to find Cera while walking around the school."
"Hm."
Cera seemed to become a lot more... lively. She looked the same, but her expression became a lot softer, unlike her constant worried look.
All of a sudden, my heartbeat started to increase. I clutched onto my chest. What was this feeling? It was something quite similar to what I felt with the dragon. But a lot more intense, and slight pain to it.
"Are you alright?" Everyone asked. They all rushed toward me, placing their hand on me. I nodded.
"I-I'm alright. I just need to use the bathroom."
I ran into the bathroom, panting. These are... surely the side effects, right? I don't feel any fear, yet my body is reacting so... strangely.
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I shuffled through the pages of this book. Surely, this S.W. person could help me? That's all I can think of. The school year is ending soon, anyway. Right. I have to find him.
A passage caught my eye.
"Humans, elves, demi-humans. They are all truly interesting people. It's even more interesting to play with them. Anore. My eyes are set on here. By the year 1400, I will definitely have reached it."
He must still be there! Right, then. First things first, once this school year ends, I'll hope that Dr. Vaen lets me go there!