5 Withered grass-colored half elf




"Oh, my God, I did it...
 A feeling of remorse filled my heart, but what a deep regret it had been a moment ago.
 After all, a spring that was supposed to be rich in fisheries resources had been easily reduced to nothing.
 I can't even count the number of creatures I killed.
 When you think about it, the Toru of his time as a human being would probably take a long time to recover.
 However - the ups and downs of my emotions quickly subsided.

 It's not that I don't regret it.
 But the thought that it doesn't matter, is stronger than that, so the sudden change of heart couldn't hide the upset.

''But why.........?

 I have a hypothesis.
 This body is a reincarnated body, Nacht's body. It is not Toru Aikawa's body.
 In other words, Nacht's ego has been overwritten by the character Nacht.
 That's why he was not upset when he brought about such an outrageous phenomenon with his own hands.
 What exists here is Nacht, and Aikawa Toru's consciousness remains as a residue, or, to put it another way, an impurity. 

 There's also a basis for it.
 It. It's that ridiculous line.

"Die in the flames of darkness--

 Aikawa Toru, who is now a university student, would never use such words.
 He graduated from the real-life Chuuninji disease when he was in high school.
 But if it was Nacht - he could say it.

 In the past, if you were to make Yone Noah speak as a character in a game, you might have typed those words.
 He's a character with quite a bit of chunky elements packed into him.
 Yes, if I'm Nahat now, it would make sense if I said a line of dialogue that is confirmed black history.

 You know, it's kind of ostentatious and uptight, like a midlife crisis patient, and then...
 I had a decent reception among my friends as part of the role-playing process, but in real life, I'm too painful.
 But now that I've become Nacht, I know.
 I know deep down in my heart that I want it.

.........

 The area is a forest.
 My enhanced senses can accurately search for signs of life a few hundred meters around, but there's nothing but beasts.
 This is that, it's lonely alone.
 I had a lot of friends when I was playing the game, and members of the guild "Other World Cafe (Outer Cafeteria)" were also by my side. I don't even know where Nacht's base (home), Mujo, is located. In fact, since this is an alternate world, it doesn't even exist.

 I'm a real loner.
 As far as the inexplicable loneliness is concerned, Nahato must be a very lonely person.

''Someone, let's find someone........I remember there was a detecting type of magic in the soul magic of the tertiary position.......''
 With that thought in mind, Nacht activated a single magic.

'Magic Effect Range Expansion (Area Extension) -- Soul Search (Soul Search)'
 As I recall, according to the commentary, it was to determine the good and bad of a creature, and to investigate the source of all the sentient creatures in the vicinity.
 With the activation of the magic, numerous pieces of information were intermingled in my brain.
 Among them, it looks for the soul of a person.
 Then--.

There are three murky colors by the woods and one pure white one.

 There have been some reactions, to be sure.
 But somehow it wasn't calm.
 It seems to me that the owner of the cloudy soul is surrounding the clean soul.

 Perhaps it was being attacked.
 Yes, once I decided that, my body was moving faster than I could think.

'This should be fun,'

 Nacht sped up even faster as he thought about the encounter he hadn't seen yet.







 The earth that he kicked up caved in.
 Realizing that moving at high speed would be extremely destructive to the environment, Nacht unfurled his race skill (Origin Skill), now a part of his body, the wings of a dragon.
 It was like a mist, like a shadow, an illusion.
 Clinging to it like a garment, gathering to one part of its back, the insubstantial wings were clothed in darkness and colored.
 In the real world online, the difference between a dragon and a dragon is not a western dragon or an eastern dragon, but the upper species of dragon is the position of the dragon. Nacht's wings were also a strengthened and converged form of the western dragon's.

''We can't let our guard down, but this is something, we need to suppress our power--''
 A sigh escaped me when I saw the footprints dug into the ground.
 Then Nacht took out a blackened bracelet.
 A spell tool - a weakening bracelet.
 It is never a piece of equipment to be used as it is. After all, this is a negative item that reduces the wearer's entire status by about thirty percent. By the way, if you complete a certain quest, this will break the curse and become a strengthening bracelet that increases each status by about 5%.
 It's the kind of item that's waiting to be rammed down the throat, "Hey, you're being too stingy with the management," and since the effect is normal for the amount of time and effort it takes, in the end, Nahat didn't complete the quest and only had this bracelet left.

 However, for once, it was an advantage.
 Gently, when I put on the bracelet, a sensation as if my body was overloaded, and I quickly adjusted to it.

''Kuh, my right hand........ya, stop, it's not time to release that power yet!
 What a word, around the naturalness of the word, I might just have to admit it now. The only thing that saved me was the fact that a super beautiful girl was doing it.

'I'm flying for the first time, but it's exhilarating--and the wings, strangely enough, fit in.
 Naturally, I've never experienced moving my wings or anything like that.
 Nevertheless, what is this sense of unity?
 You have to admit that you are Nacht.
 I have to admit that I am Nacht. 

 As my mind became one, my body certainly melted into consciousness and became one.
 The mismatched souls that had been mismatched, the vague consciousnesses that had been fuzzy, are now integrated.

(I am Nacht, what am I--)

 Then her will should take precedence.
 The landscape drifted away, and I felt as if I was gradually pushing forward into the darkness.

'Dirty souls--what would it take to make this happen?
 He softly spills the stern words.
 The target comes into view of the dragon's eyes.
 The moment you see those trash, Nacht rises even higher to the sky.
 I have no intention of giving mercy to those people who smile a filthy smile and look at the girl who is thin and dirty like a withered tree in order to injure her.

 The eyes of a girl who seems to be swallowing a curse that has no place to go, a vendetta.
 Nacht can see the pure white soul swaying painfully in the half of the Soul Dragon's body.

'Good, the color. Don't curse it, girl - let your unparalleled self smile at your good fortune.'

 Hearing Nacht's words, Aisha wondered if she should make up a make-believe smile, even if she had to whip her weak body.
 But there was no need for that.
 Seeing Nahat's nativity, Aisha had already--

 --he was laughing.

'Oh, that's fine. Well, let's get that trash over there out of the way early.
 Guile, one of the least fearful bandits, was not even able to calmly analyze the current situation, as anger at having his fun interfered with grew in his mind.
 On the contrary, he decided that it was just one more frail woman, and that this side, with both the advantage in numbers and weapons, had the advantage.

''Oh, you! I mean, she's the kind of girl I like - or I'll take care of her...!
 No, it was just an escape from reality.
 If he didn't say something strong, the killing intent would swallow him up and he would stop breathing.
 No one would think to blame him in the face of this overwhelming intimidation.
 But his words and actions were too much to irritate Nacht.

'Hou, you want to torture me? You mean torture me or rape me? I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this. I'm going to prepare a punishment appropriate for your muddiness.
 Just look at it, two rapes, three murders, four mass rapes, seven mass murders, assaults, thefts, etc....
 The prizes and punishments inscribed on the soul will not be inscribed if there is a good reason to add to it, and the murkiness will disappear with the passage of time and good deeds.
 To this guy who can't even see the tendency to purify his soul--

"I don't deserve to live in the now... or soul magic.


 --Negative Gate

 Soul magic, or soul magic, is the specialty of Nahat, who chose the dragonborn of the soul-dragon to be the soul-parking dragon.
 It is a high-dimensional magic that sometimes binds, sometimes judges, and sometimes guides the soul, which is the foundation of living things.
 The reason for acquiring it is an inexplicable one, as Toru, who suffered from a junior high disease, thought it was really cool, but right now, he found this power strangely desirable.
 I can see people's true nature better.

 With the pronouncement, a hole was made in the space. As if to open a keyhole, a dark light was inserted.
 That is the signal for the gate to be opened.
 Countless arms pop out of the circular space.
 It's the lament of the dead, now deceased.

''Hee! Wait! No! Help--

 Nahat only gives Giel a cold look as he flails around to shake off the wraith's hand.

'As I recall, yes, have you ever helped a human who once begged for mercy?
 I read it in some manga or saw it in an anime, or at least not in my words as Nacht, but it was unmistakably true.

'No! Stop it, stop it, stop it, whoa! Death, death, death, death, death, I don't want to die! Death..............
 The wraith's arm pierced Guile's chest.
 His breathing stopped and he would not allow himself to speak.
 A silent embrace erased Guile to the depths of hell.

'At least, I hope the dead mourn you and bleach your soul - I'm sure you'll live a better life in the next life.
 The golden circle swings with light.

''Well--thanks for keeping me waiting, now it's your turn.
 The bandits, who were equivalent to being sentenced to death, were beyond pale and white.
 They were already unable to breathe, their bloodlust had faded, and they were on the verge of losing even their consciousness.
 But here, if they lost consciousness, the only future that would undoubtedly come is death.
 I can't help but activate my unused brain to its fullest and somehow find a way to survive.

''Wait! I didn't become a thief for the sake of being a thief! I didn't have a choice! You don't get any tax breaks from the bastards in the lordship, and you work like a fool and get nothing! The only way to change a life sobbing in poverty and consumed by hunger was to take it from someone else! I mean, who wouldn't! I'd rather kick other people's asses than get myself hurt! I'm gonna get it all. I'm gonna get it all. No one could do anything about it, so, hey, I couldn't help it...!
 The bandits' words weren't a lie.
 They were a group of stragglers who had originally left one of the multiple frontier villages in disgust.
 Their treatment is the same as that of Aisha, who is now emaciated and has lost the ability to even move.
 That makes it difficult for Aisha to call them outright evil.
 Maybe Toru, when he lived in peaceful Japan, would have felt some sympathy for such words.
 But now that I've become Nacht, it's an excuse that's not worth listening to.

''I see, that's unfortunate.

Hey, you know what?
 In response to the bandit who even laughed at what he misunderstood, Nacht also slowly laughed.
 As if he was laughing at a friend as profoundly as he was laughing at a friend.
''By the way, you - how did it feel to f*ck a village girl for the first time?

Yeah, that's something else.
 The man stops what he was about to say.
 It's pointless.

'You must be having fun, isn't that what your colours tell you?
Yeah. 
 After all, Nacht can see a stagnant soul.

Yes, misfortune and misfortune, large or small, are always a part of life, though they are not always equal. There are pure souls that confront it, and there are other souls that stray from the path and stagnate.
 Nacht held the girl, dirty and dirty, emaciated like a dead tree and stinking, and smiled lovingly at her.

'Good work--you're all right now--'
 The tension is broken and the dragon claws cut through the darkness as the unconscious girl leans on Nacht.
 Nacht continued to hold the girl, not even looking at the two dirty blooming flowers.
 There was never any resentment, anger, or other such negative emotions that didn't exist.
 Nevertheless, the girl's soul was crystal clear to all intents and purposes.

'Maybe this is fate,'
 The words spontaneously spilled out of Nacht's mouth.