On a sunny afternoon, where no cloud can be seen.

On the empty patch of land inside the forest, I was surrounded by monsters.

While groaning, the monsters which have beastly appearance slowly approach closer to me.

Their numbers are 5. Their power is mediocre, it was a bunch level-3s.

Is perhaps we meet by chance in the middle of their hunt, or perhaps this place was their territory to begin with.

Though I don't have any means to ascertain that, for now I know that they're hostile towards me.

While observing the monsters, which seems to about to plunge up any time, I though.

Thank G.o.d.

The time when I met these guys, is when I regain my sanity, I felt grateful

I felt relief from the depth of my heart.

Slowly, I stretched my left hand to the front.

*crack crack crack* the air started to freeze, as if coming out from the thin air.

The magic sword which have a distorted shape, 'lost fang', I wielded it.

At that moment, the monsters jumped at me all at once.

As I thought they were monster who hunt in a group, they have quite good coordination.

An attack that came from all direction at the same time. Even if one of them got done for, the other monsters will gnaw on their prey's throat.

For a mere monster, they have good craftiness. While I was impressed by them, profess finally activated, sending the information about these monsters into my head.

Army Wolf. I see, what a fitting name for them.

The coordinated strength of this army wolves, is something that worth a praise.

However, .... They’re slow

The movement of each and every one of them is hopelessly slow.

To the extent that I totally didn't need to bother about it.

I'll stop you guys ...... 

First of all, I slashed the army wolf that was the closest to me with lost fang.

The weird sensation of slas.h.i.+ng something using the ma.s.s of water, was transmitted through the hilt.

Doing that 5 times, repeating it in an instant.

The thin ice sword that went through their body, only slicing away their magical power.

Then, the wolves who got their magical power absorbed, fainted due to the sudden decrease of magical power.

*bam bam*, they fell down one after another onto the ground.

There's no of wounds on their body, if several hours have pa.s.sed then their magical power will have restored, then they will surely awaken again.

This is, the cursed sword that is the embodiment of my agenda.

The strength that I, who has already lost its fang, possessed.

I came to this world.

In other words, the time when I became an undead, I wonder how much time already pa.s.sed by since then.

That day, since the day I left nee-san's side.

For me who have already stopped keeping track of time, wouldn't be able to know the answer for that question.

The watch that I received from her, my clothes too.

Everything and anything, I had already left it inside that castle.

What I am wearing now are the already worn-out student clothes in which I have woken up in this world. 

For the me who has been born and raised in a different world, and after losing my entire family, these clothes were no longer a proof I would care about.

I don't think I want to go back home now, I don't even think I would be able to return.

After all, I am not a human anymore.

That's right.

Even at the first time I wished to ?returned to back alive, I never thought of wanting to?return being a human ?.

The existences that I thought as precious in this world, both Nee-san and Misha, were monsters after all.

From the first thing, anything is fine.

Whether I am a human, or a monster.

As long I am able to get back the warmth, being either of them is fine.?

Suddenly, I looked at my right arm.

It was blown off by nee-san, as recently it was finally regenerated.

...... No. Regenerating, for this arm is quite wrong expression.

Why? it's because my right arm, has changed into something that is totally different from what it was before.

From the tip of the shoulder until the tip of the nail, it was filled with the colour of red.

Compared to when I was an undead angel, it was longer and sharp, the nails are like knives.

It completely changed into something grotesque, which is completely suitable for me who is also grotesque.

On the top that it had a magical power several times higher than of that in my left arm, the fact that I can’t completely control its power made me to never use it, it was an arm that became the form of the curse of nee-san.

Also, not only that.

The red arm, as if it was slowly devouring me, its area started to spread.

My silver hair was also tainted with red in certain parts.

My deep blue pair of eyes, the right one changed to red.

The ice wings that didn't had any colour, was now slightly mixed with red

Just like that, slowly, but at a speed that can be seen by the naked eyes.

The curse was eating into me.

While searching for a way to undo this curse, ever since I left that person's side, I have run out of the country.

I even have done something dangerous as sneaking out into human's village library at night, thinking that perhaps I can find something with profess, also using magic for 3 days 3 night non-stop.

However, the result was nothing.

The curse ----- ?family-fixation?, the ways for me to lift that from me, was none.

My ego will be crumbled in the span of time less than half a year, and I will surely become a doll that will do whatever nee-san said.

The only thing that the present me can do, was to just continue doing meaningless resistance like this.

This is a punishment.

The unbearable pain that coil around my body, the cold that could felt like I was in the middle of blizzard.

Making that person cry, on the top of that, for me who turned my back against her. 

Due to my own weakness Misha is dead, it was a punishment for me.

While thinking of something like that, I should have realized, the me who never gives up even right now, kept on struggling.

...... really, it wouldn't stop me now.