Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

The moment the first drop touched the tip of my tongue, the sting pain struck me.

Maybe I should stop drinking, I thought so for a moment, but I also felt like it didn't make sense if I didn't drink out of this.

It could have been my fault.

However, we can only rely on our understanding of the evolution of existence.

If that's what something says, not reason, then I have to.

That's what I thought, and I tipped the bottle big.

- From.

and the bottle rolls over the table.

It is a fairly useful magic item in that one.

I was going to put it down carefully so it wouldn't crack, but unfortunately, he fell.

But that won't help either.

Red in front of me.

There is a shock running in my body that is both frightening and painful.

This sucks.

I simply thought so.

But I'm dying, not really.

Somehow, my body is being recreated.

That's what I feel.

It feels like deep inside my body, in a space where there's never been anything before, all the power that swirls inside my body is being used on its own and something is being pushed into it one by one.

Something like that probably never existed before in my body, in a place called a living gut?

The feeling of massive amounts of ants running and rising at tremendous speeds on the surface of your body must be because your skin is starting to form.

This harsh feeling is similar to when you drank a ton of booze when you were alive, but a hundred times as disgusting, and the view in front of you is distorted as if a huge earthquake had hit you.

I try to work and be cool, but such behavior is utterly pointless and just ends up understanding deeply that my whole body keeps complaining about anomalies.

This... how far does it go?

No, is the end coming or not?

Such thoughts come to mind in my chest, and I keep tickling without pulling.

I see, all those who drank the blood of the vampire Vampire "Vampire" with this feeling felt understandable that if they were to say that they would be feathers to taste, they would die unbearably or go mad.

I'm still bearable.

Because you have a strong heart?

No, you're not.

Because I'm undead.

Ever since I became an immortal (undead), I've been aware that the movement of my mind was a terrible human being away.

I have managed to look more like a person if I behaved as if I were a person as best I could, but nevertheless the waves that stood in my heart were weak and quiet compared to when I was alive.

I became a boner Skeleton, a corpse eater Ghoul, and a corpse ghost Shiki, and I said how could I have been as calm as usual, except that I was actually calm.

My feelings don't move strongly.

Still, there are a lot of things in there that my mind reacts to...

My mind did feel like it was moving only because I felt strongly valued where I lived, such as becoming a Mithril.

So I've been obsessed.

Instead, much more than when I was alive, I might have been obsessed.

Even that obsession was so slight that when I fell asleep and woke up I was likely to forget it, but I have been strongly conscious and not to forget it so as not to let go of it.

Because I am such a me, this pain and suffering is done to this extent.

If I had been attacked by this pain when I was an undisputed person...

I would have lost my mind in seconds of things.

…… ……

I hear voices from afar.

In his distorted vision, there was Lorraine's face.

Look at that, I'm relieved.

Why, because there is no desire for her flesh, like when she became the corpse ghost Shiki.

However, there is...

Distant consciousness.

What happens when you let go......

No, if it feels like this, I think I'll just have to pass out.

It's hard to stay conscious in this state all the time.

It would be easier if I fainted.

So I'm also willing to ask if existential evolution or something is okay, but perhaps what matters is that we don't lose our sanity in this suffering, that the less spiritual of suffering doesn't die.

In that sense, I've been dead since the beginning.

So I could be sure there was no problem......

And it gets dark in front of me.

The floating feeling of my head slowly falling to the ground, and just before I was slapped to the ground, I felt fluttered and held by something.

◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆

After all, you were fine.

My consciousness came back and I immediately thought so.

What I feel in my body is a strange blur.

I don't know what it is.

When I broke my bones, I felt like I was wearing a wooden stick.

What is this......

Well, I'm not saying it's offensive, it's just a little uncomfortable.

Trying to open my eyes, feeling the weight of my eyelids, I'm a little surprised.

With that said, I may not have raised or lowered my lid when it was the corpse ghost Shiki.

I felt like I closed my eyes, but when I looked in the mirror with the mask only covering the lower half, there was no eyelid.

But to say I feel it now......

When I opened my eyes, I felt a blurred light.

The wax of the candle, a hint of light.

There should have been proper magic props for the lights in this house, but I told you right before I went to sleep. I try to turn off the bright ones.

Now that I was passed out, I guess Lorraine took care and put the lights there.

My body was apparently lying down, on the bed.

The first ceiling I saw with my lid open saw a shadow.

... You're a shadow.

Oh...... so I looked beside the bed and there was Lorraine scrolling through the thick pages of books.

Staring at Lorraine's side for a while, he noticed me when he did his eyes on the left side of the book,

"Wake up, Lent"

and spoken.

Apparently, he was watching me there.

So, if I thought I would wake up after a little while, I would have stayed asleep so unconscious that I was free to bring a book and started reading?

Considering it was dark outside and it was in the morning that I fell, I would have been asleep for quite a while.

It's been a long time since I slept, but you ended up not having much fun.

"Oh... what are you reading?

When I asked, Lorraine closed the book, then stroking the cover and answering.

"That's a commentary on the ecology of the vampire Vampire. Mainly what it says about types...... you know the rough classification too. It's the guy called Corpse Ghost Shiki, Lower Vampire Lesser Vampire, Intermediate Vampire (Middle Vampire), Advanced Vampire (Greater Vampire)...... Well, as it becomes powerful, more and more things don't seem to be classifiable as this, so it doesn't necessarily seem to be a rationale that applies to everything... for example, ancient vampires (enchanted vampires) who have lived for years don't apply to any of this, and they say the bloodsucking princess (vampire princess) doesn't apply anywhere"

"... I hear there's no such thing as a guy I've met either. At best, he said it was about the advanced vampire Greater Vampire, about the size of the herd and about one village for all his family. It would still be troublesome if he was building quite a society in the city... and, well, some dusk vampire Twilight Vampire swallowed up one country saying it was a lie or a true or suspicious legend, but that's the legend..."

"Just because it's a legend doesn't necessarily mean it's not true. Lent, even you, that's what the legend of the legend, Dragon, actually meets and eats itself. Maybe he was also Twilight Vampire, a dusk vampire, and maybe the Angel of Pay Dawn who descended on the eastern lands. Wouldn't you?

When they say it there, it's certainly weak.

I'm actually experiencing legends in this body, so the legend is nothing more than a legend, and even if my mouth is torn, I shouldn't say it.

I had no choice but to nod,

"Well...... right. So, why are you reading a book like that again?

When I asked, Lorraine pointed at me and said:

"It's a simple story. I mean..."

"In other words?"

- Congratulations on the evolution of existence.

Lorraine smiled and shrugged.