Who am I? Or perhaps, who are you?
It was my current master who posed question
He was a formidable figure—massive and imposing, standing at an extraordinary height, with muscles that resembled those of a goliath.
In response to his inquiry,
I initially considered it a rather straightforward conundrum, prompting me to deliver a clever retort:
"I am I, and you are you," I declared confidently.
"N-no, you fool!"
Being smacked on the head I responded vexed.
"Then what's the answer?"
"Simple, a human"
".. . you're stupid right?" I spoke with furrowed brows rubbing the back of my head with a slouch
Ignoring my comment, he continued with his own dialogue options.
"You look confused, how do I put it? Man is an emotional being who seeks fulfillment through people, desire, biological, or physical. To be human means to question, to laugh, to cry, to rage, to hate, to love, to disgust. As a human we may tatt-"
"please stop speaking, you are not an intellectual"
"Did I at least sound a little" chucked my master.
"I guess, quite the pity though" I spoke rolling my eyes.
Soon after several seconds of silence he for some reason broke into a fit of laughter.
"HAHAHAHA!"
"you sound like a fool please be quiet" Chris mused
"I do di- …"
Whoosh!
BASH!
SQUISH!
This was the tune of my fist, as I connected with his skull.
It was stunning
Shards of bone and flesh splattered all over my face and the surrounding area.
Thud
A lifeless body collapsed on the ground.
Blood spewed out his carotid arteries reaching not its destination point, but rather pooling on the ground.
Human
Who am I
not human
At least not anymore.. or am I really? I do wonder sometimes.
"HAHAHAHA! Just look at him! It's so hilarious, right? What do you think?! HEHEHEHE!"
myself laughing maniacally after committing the heinous crime… I yelled in a fit of pure ecstasy.
Finally released from my own control I staggered toward the ground after my consciousness was unveiled.
"No, please, no! Oh, why is this happening HAHAHA? I can't take it anymore! The pain is so overwhelming! I just want it to stop! Please, make it stop! I'm so lost…kekeke it's unbearable!"
I wanted to blame him, but how could I blame him he was myself… even if it was just another me.
Two consciousnesses living in the same mind
"AHAHAHAH AHAHAHAH AHAHAHAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! HK AHAH!!"
One chosen by the world to save it from the clutches of a demon king in countless worlds.
And the other sprang forth from the crushing weight of negative emotion. This was all thanks to my curse of reincarnation. It was merely the catalyst for my madness.
Countless failures in many worlds
"The Hero pulled the sword of Arondight!"
"Bless thy Hero's name"
"KILLER"
"WHY DID YOU *@&# THEM!" *#(
"Hero how" @*@&
"Hero you @@@
"Umm *#!@ &*%"
"See (#*)#@Hero" @(*#
"Hero you look ##*( #(() some !@#$"
"Hero in need of assistance"
")@(# why such a 22222 @)#@"
"Haha Hero didn't know you had it in you"
"Hero, so useless"
"Tch, Hero
"Even with immense talent you still @)#)$$"
"JUST DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE!"
these faded memories tend to haze my mind time from time
Dead end after dead end
Expectation after expectation
HEROTHATHEROTHISHEROYOURSOSTRONGKILLKILLKILLKILLKILLTHEDAMNDEMONKINGKILLTHEDEMONKING!!!HEROTHISHEROTHATWHATMOREDOYOUWANT
I have reincarnated countless times my sanity was only temporary because of the skill I found, but even with this, my insanity threatens to consume me.
Demented for several minutes, the madness in my eyes slowly receded from A crimson hue to its normal emerald green hue.
Realizing my maddening insanity ended, I extended my arm and reached towards my neck tightening my grip on my esophagus while my nails pultruded my skin, gripping ….
SNAP RIP CRACK!
I ripped out my esophagus out resulting in my death.
Death to me is just another thing.
Soon my own corpse fell.
Splash!
The pool of blood splattered in all directions
As I opened my eyes I was faced with a familiar void.
"It's always a nice view," I chucked
Curious I decide to check my status
"System"
Saying that a transparent panel appears before my eyes
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[STATUS]
Name: Chris user status [effect of reincarnation- 10 hours till next regression]
[secondary effect mental - Dissociative identity disorder]
[triatary effect physical permanent - curse of average looks]
Age:(N/A)
[Title: Hero of Reincarnation]
Reincarnation number- [12938]
Profession-[jack of few trades]
Strength [0] - temp
Agility [0] - temp
Mana [0] - temp
Combat sense [0] - temp
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Attributes - [Ice]
Eyes of cowardice - These green eyes allow the user to view any foe's vital spots during an attack and intent
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Sword art- heaven and hell- [mastered]- [Null] [users physical condition not sufficient]
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Items
[Soul bound] - Arondight
Description- A sword known for its incredible beauty. Its bright, polished blade reflects the purity of the user's heart and commitment. Arondight is a limitless sword capable of receiving any attack from a foe or not without taking damage.
[Soul bound ]- Nether sword of Durandal
Description- A sword in Fire Emblem: The Blazing Blade wielded by Roland during The Scouring and used to purge the dragons.
[soul bound]- purge
Description- A spear used to destroy your greatest foes, when used the user enters a berserk form causing a purge against foe
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Skills
Trade of place- EX
Description- the power of true self-released (can only be activated when user)
Reincarnation- ??
Description- After users death. memories of past life haze and birth into a new world will commence.
Mental fortitude- SS
Description- A Reincarnates greatest asset during his countless exploits
[users' other skills have been deleted due to reincarnation]
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"Ah, I guess my next reincarnation is soon"
"Heed my call sword of Arondight"
As I spoke the words of activation a large great sword encased with an ethereal aura appeared within my grasp.
"The Arondight sword truly is not a sword to be trifled with"
While observing its radiance, a retaliating voice quivered.
" SAYING SUCH IMPUDENT THINGS!"
"Yeah, I am "
"FOOLFOOOLFOOLLFOOLFOOLFOOLFOOLFOOLFOOLFOOLFOOLFOLL!!!"
"Shut up!"
"WhosaidsaysNOWnownownownownonwnowowewewewwecancnacncnjustdoitwhenweregreesssagainnn!"
"Shut up," I replied emotionlessly
looking towards myself half my face morphed into a white-haired fellow with golden eyes red pupils and tears of black spewing out his orifices, the other half of myself showed ashen gray hair accompanied by green indifferent eyes and a face riddled with scars.
"Of course, you show no remorse,"
Looking into the abyss I questioned my existence.
My first name was Aj paz. a name that I engraved into my mind so as not to forget who I am
My first reincarnation was when an entity known as the overseer sent me to a world which contrasted my old, demons and demon slayer alike fought.
My name then was Akito a stupid name, after which was killed soon after during the assault on the swordsmith village by demons
My life afterward I have no recollection.
Pondering over my past lives I meekly nodded "My first reincarnation, It seems I was quite the eccentric individual it seems. I spoke slurs just like I breathed now I don't seem too enticed to speak such vulgar language"
Chuckling over the past I used my skill, locking most of my past memories.
Completing my task I glared toward the empty void as if searching for anything.
"Hopefully it's not a medieval-style world, It's not that I don't like them. It's just… I always get born as a slave or a commoner?
[User reincarnation will commence in 3…2…1]
[World damn reincarnation]
"Quite the name, it brings nostalgia.