《Transmigrator doesn't want to do this anymore》I opened the door
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"Hello?"
His voice, cheerful and light made a stark contrast to the bloody room and impaled corpses.
But that stark contrast was the least of my worries.
What now?
"You there, buddy?"
He moved his hand in front of my face.
Up and down.
Up and down
Up and down.
But i stood still.
What was I going to do to him anyways.
He swatted my party like flies, and along with them my hopes and dreams.
"Well if you're not going to talk..."
He paused, sweat streamed down my face as the tension in the room weighed down on me.
"Die."
And before I could even lift a finger, red tainted the room.
But i didn't die. A faint, wavy silver light encompassed me and kept me alive.
I didn't know what but something about this light enraged the demon before me. His eyes bloodshot, his muscles strained and his bloodlust erupting from him visibly he slashed my neck.
But alas, fate was once again on my side.
Around my neck body and the room numerous illuminated green circles filled with bright symbols rotated anti-clockwise.
He attacked like a madman the room now in ruins just from the attacks rebound. His muscles bulged horrifically as is eyes grew larger.
He shrieked and screamed using every ounce of his being to stop the innumerous green circles from reversing but it was in vain.
The buildings behind me were now ruins and their inhabitants corpses. But I was alive, and my face was lit up by the green circles.
And they reversed faster and faster until they were a blur.
KRRRRRRRR
White light blinded my eyes as my eardrums burst in pain.
And then i woke up.
On the carriage, with my party. Heading to our new base to celebrate the slaying of the C rank scorpion.
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I opened the door.
We were still cheery.
The scene was all too familiar.
Snap
Party, gone.
Family, gone.
Friends, gone.
One snap and I was back to the start.
Back to the start, with a little extra.
My heart still strained, and my eyes still hurt but I met his eyes.
Defiance
"Wow, what a fiery look in your eyes!"
He laughed friendly, behind my impaled comrades,family and friends.
"Have you heart of the saying..."
I anxiously stared at him, struggling to even move my neck under his huge pressure that weighed down on me.
"Fight fire with-"
I missed the last part, because all that met my ears,eyes and mouth was a sea of flames. Void-black flames that consumed my skin.
I shrieked in agony.
He was in no rush, visible from the flames the way he'd take them away for a second just to return them with interest.
And the sun then set.
A charred corpse.
A chuckling fellow.
The situation could be read pretty easily from that.
"Well it was fun. hero."
And the scene mirrored the last. A faint silver light. A rage of a wild beast. But between his shrieks and wails I could hear small words. Barely through the pain stinging every part of my body.
"Why...do...ave...that...power."
And as the green circles became a blur and the white light became blinding. I was back to the start.
On the carriage, with my party. Heading to our new base to celebrate the slaying of the C rank scorpion.
I opened the door.
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