Chapter 12

Despair

in the lowest level

My parents were a terrible person .

Abuse have become part of the daily life .

The environment was terrible .

My personality was also twisted .

[It’s that brat with the abominable eyes . ]

When my father vomits, he kicks the young me .

As per usual .

My mother also uses violence .

Along with heartless words .

I just had to give birth .

I can’t even kill an unwanted brat here in Japan, or so she says .

At that moment, a violent veil covered my thoughts .

Those bastards, I’ll kill them someday .

Now that I think about it, was that the so called survival instinct?

I’ll be killed if I keep going as it is .

My instinct tells me so .

That’s what I thought .

But one day .

My parents are suddenly missing .

They left me behind .

They just suddenly disappeared .

My uncle’s family took custody of me .

Before my parents disappeared, they told me to call my uncle .

“I entrust the brat to you . ”

My uncle’s family took custody of me with conviction .

I was raised in an environment that I thought was not “ordinary” .

My uncle’s family were kind people .

I decided that I’d be a child without problems .

For these people .

I don’t want to bother these people about me .

Mimori Touka have come to know kindness .

Thanks to my uncle’s family .

I have to be a child without problems .

And then I noticed,

I’ve become air .

I’ve become a mob .

I’ve become harmless .

I’ve become normal .

However, it may have returned before the transfer…

The real – “Mimori Touka” .

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I open my eyes .

The cold ground .

It’s quite ruggy .

My back hurts .

I raise my body .

[……hmm… . . ]

I look around .

[So this is the Disposal Ruins, huh…]

It’s dark .

It’s too deep .

The darkness .

The status… can I confirm it?

[Status Open . ]

A robotic voice echoed in my head .

I see .

It’s necessary to have enough visibility, huh…

Ah, right…

I move my hand .

I feel around the nearby ground .

Oh .

[Found it . ]

The touch of leather .

My unique item .

I grab it and held it in my hand .

I can feel the jewelry near my thumb .

If I put magic energy in this jewel, it would illuminate, right . . ?

I’m reminded of that time when I use my personal skill on that goddess .

Reminder, it’s that shitty goddess’ commentary .

Magic energy, injecting .

The jewel began to shine a faint light .

The leather bag also emits light along with it .

That’s great .

Really, a feeling of “being able to use magic” .

[Oh?]

It may be weak, my field of vision still became better .

I look around .

Bare rock surface .

A ceiling with intense unevenness .

The ground is also strangely bumpy .

[Rather than a ruin, it’s more like a cave . ]

Hmm?

Is there something?

I stand up and approach .

[—-wha!?]

S, skull…?

Are these from a human?

[Ack~!] (T/N: gross onomatopeia)

Furtheremore, it’s just a half of a skull .

Where’s the other