《Evolution of the Skeleton who walked alone in a Dungeon》Chapter 0016{Life}
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I started to read the books. But reading the books one by one was too dull. The only things written in the books were what this king did, what that king did, or how great were the nobles.
I did not care about such things, I wanted to learn how to live everyday life. Why do people live? What do they do every day? Do they repeat the same tasks? Does that give them joy? I could not understand
It would have been strange if I just dragged a person from the street and asked him, “How do you live your life?”
I had no one to ask for help. Then I remembered I had one.
I used teleportation to return back to the cave.
“Hello Again, Mr. dragon, I again had some few questions to ask.”, I asked politely
The dragon stared at me for some time.
“Why the hell can’t I detect you coming here?”, the dragon asked
“So, I wanted to ask how do people live a normal life?”, I ignored the question and asked my own question, I only cared about what I want, what other thoughts were none of my concerns
“….”, The dragon was silent for a moment
“How do you live your life?” I asked again
“I sleep for thousands of years.”, the dragon replied after a while
“Then,,” I said
“I wonder around and find a new place.”, the dragon replied
“Then,”
“I sleep for another thousand years.”
“…..”
“What with that pitiful look you are giving me?”, the dragon asked
“No, I just realized I came to the wrong person to ask for advice. Like all you do is sleep isn’t that incredibly boring. Well its none of my business, So, farewell”, I replied and left
Then I went around a small town in the kingdom. It was night time, and I did not have a place to sleep.
I saw a few people stab a person in the ally.
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“Ahh, I am finally going to die huh, it's not as bad as I thought, it would be finally all over but the pain, damn it hurts so much.”, the dying man mumbled to himself
“Wait, it doesn’t hurt anymore, Am I dead?”, the dying man asked himself
“No, I just closed your wounds for like 5 min, I wanted to ask you a few questions before you die.”, in front of him suddenly a young teen had appeared with bright blue eyes and stopped the pain he was feeling
“What?? Are you some kind of Shinigami?? Will you decide whether to send me to hell or heaven by my answers.”, the dying man asked
“NO, I was just passing by, I saw someone on the brink of death and thought maybe a person whose life is going to end now would be able to answer some of my questions.”
“So, how did you live your life?”
“Live my life? Well, I would say I lived a great experience. I had plenty of wealth, played with many girls, drank beer, and even my childhood, my excellent compared to ordinary people. I had loving parents and was especially gifted with a sharp mind, I used my gifts and even rose to the rank of kings advisor. Well, guess that made me stand out too much. I could have chosen not to stand out too much by hiding my gifts and mix among the nobles.
Still, my skills were by pride. They made me who I was. I was not merely going to hide them because some royals got jealous.
Well, that did result in me getting stabbed here in the ally.
Those fools, even if I die now, I have already accomplished many feats as an advisor. So much so that my name might even go down in the history of this kingdom.
They will live their entire life going after someone like me, and in the end, they will accomplish nothing, well if they were a bit smart, they would have tried to involve me some short of a scandal and tarnished my name.
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Still, they simply choose to kill me, fools remain fools. Ahh, at least I lived my life with pride. So, is it time for my death yet?”
“Ahh, yes, Shall I stop your heart so you can die with ease.”, I politely asked
“Sure”
[You killed a Human]
“Well, I did think I would learn on my own and take no shortcuts, but it simply seems too boring.”
[Initiating Knowledge Transfer]
[Basic Knowledge Transferred]
[Art of Manipulation Learned]
[Basic Etiquette Learned]
[Tactics of War learned]
[Art of Gamble learned]
[Knowledge Transfer Complete]
In the dungeon, the only priority one could have was surviving, a slight mistake, and it would be the end.
But here, I started to understand people had other things to worry about. Merely being alive was not enough for them, they seek fame, wealth, pleasure, respect, the continuation of their generation
It was similar to the survival of the fittest, but here, the most fitting would be the ones who correctly stood polities and war
Well, let me start by trying to make a name for myself.”, since it is the thing humans seek, why should I not try to do the same? I wanted to know what they would gain after obtaining fame and respect that they desired for even for more
“Wait for a name, do I even have a name?”
I never thought about it, I did not have any use for a name inside the dungeon. I did name some of my undead familiars, but I never thought about my own name.
“What do I do? Do I name myself? Do I ask someone for a name?”
From that man’s knowledge, I had learned that many babies would get named the from the church.
So, I headed towards the church. But after arriving in front of the church, I could not enter inside
“Huh, what I can’t enter?”
There was some kind of barrier surrounding the church.
I could destroy it, but the church would also get destroyed in the process. So, I left.
“A name, A name, what would be a good name if only I could ask someone.”, I thought to myself
Then I remembered I could ask someone. So, I headed to the cave.
“Umm, hello, Mr. dragon, I had a favor to ask,” I asked
“I used to sleep for thousands of years. I used to wake up just once every 10000 years but now. three times I have already woken up 3 times in just a single day, and you know who I should thank for that?”, the dragon seemed angry
“Well, isn’t it better if you woke up what’s the point of just sleeping beside, I came because I had a favor to ask.”, I said
“Favor? I am not giving you any part of my treasure or my blood or skin.”, the dragon replied
“No, I just wanted to ask for a name”
“Name, and why should I give any human a name.”
“Ahh, you know, after maybe after millions of years when you are finally on your death bed and look back on your life, you might remember something pleasant like that time. I named someone rather than I slept and woke up and slept again.”, I replied in a sarcastic tone
“…..”
“What about Grid… Maybe Flappy, or Rouge?” the dragon replied with some names
I again realized that I came to the wrong person to ask for advice.
“You call those names? Makes me question what even your name is blakie, smelly?”
“How dare you!!!! I am a mighty calamity dragon, and I don’t have a so-called name.”
“….”
“Again, you are looking at me with those pitiful eyes again.”
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