So what exactly happened?
The answer to that question was surprisingly simple: I reincarnated.
My death was a boring one. It wasn’t accompanied by any extenuating circumstances. I wasn’t involved in any sort of major incident, nor was I intentionally killed for any particular reason. I simply died in just another everyday accident. And then I was reborn.
I never t any sort of God. I wasn’t inford that I’d been killed. But I was certain that I’d died. The sensation was still vividly ingrained in my mind. I could still recall the feeling of the truck crushing my bones and mutilating my body beyond repair. I could still feel the blood and pain simultaneously seep from my body as my consciousness slowly sank into the abyss.
A shiver ran up my spine as I recalled it. It was far too explicit a mory for it to be fake. I really had died. Taking a deep breath, I cald my nerves and stopped myself from trembling. I chased the unpleasant mories out of my mind and set them aside. No good was going to co out of dwelling on the past.
When I ca to, I found myself in what could only be described as a throne room, one filled with expensive looking chandeliers, walls, and pillars. There weren’t any windows, and it honestly seed quite small for what it was. Behind sat a single throne. It wasn’t overly decorated or particularly gaudy in any which way. Rather, it gave off a sense of majesty. A large blue carpet ran from one end of the room to the other. I followed it with my eyes as I observed the room in its entirety. There were very few ornants placed within. The only expensive looking thing was the door that lay at the end of the hall.
All in all, the room gave off a sort of sinister feel. It looked like the kind of area that would likely be accompanied by a demon lord or so other sort of final boss, with the only difference being that it seed a bit small.
My mind was blown. I couldn’t help but blankly stare as I slowly took in my surroundings. It took a good while for to finally recover and realize that I needed to get a better grasp of my current situation.
I stood up. And as I did, my line of sight changed.
“The heck is that?”
I imdiately spotted a rainbow coloured gem as I got to my feet. It was situated right behind the throne, and seed to be be radiating a colourful light. The gem was circular, and seed to be just a bit smaller than a basketball.
For so odd reason, I decided to reach out and touch it. I had no idea why I made the decision, but I did.
“What theaaaaaaaaaarrggh!?”
A head splitting pain assaulted my mind the mont my fingers touched the orb. It was like my brain was being tampered with against my will. Unpleasant, unnatural sensations coursed through my body as I fell on my hands and knees. Tears began to spill from the corners of my eyes.
All I felt was pain. It hurt so bad I couldn’t see straight; the world had started rocking back and forth, tilting left and right. I felt nauseous, I almost wanted to vomit.
The hellish headache persisted at full strength for several seconds before slowly beginning to abate. It ca and went in waves, fluctuating in intensity every few monts.
“I…see…”
I managed to squeeze out a few words between rapid, shallow breaths. I felt as if I’d suddenly been injected with knowledge, as if a dictionary had implanted itself inside my brain.
And that was exactly what had happened.
“nu.”
I recited one of the words the dungeon itself had taught . A translucent, glass-like pane appeared in midair, materializing itself right in front of . The knowledge I’d suddenly gained inford that the nu I summoned was adaptable. Its appearance would change based on its beholder; it would morph in such a way that it always appeared as intuitive as possible. I used to be an avid consur of video gas, and for that reason, the dungeon seed to have judged the that its nu should appear like that of a ga’s.
If I was a goblin, it probably would have manifested as sothing along the lines of a stone slate instead, given how primitive they were.
I still felt a bit dizzy, so I placed a hand against my forehead to prevent the world from staggering as I looked down at the nu options. It seed to have four buttons: Status, DP Catalogue, Dungeon, and Gacha. [1]
The last of the four imdiately grabbed my attention. Rolling a gacha and trying my luck sounded tempting, really tempting. That said, I understood it wasn’t a good idea for to try it without first obtaining a more robust understanding of my current situation.
For the ti being, I decided to start off by checking out my stats. I manipulated the nu by tapping it, as I would a smartphone or other touch device.
“Wait… I’m an archdemon?”
Well, so much for being human…
[1] I didn’t localize this term because I feel that it’s already used enough in English. If anything, localizing it would make less sense. Anyway, for those that don’t know what these are, they’re machines with capsules inside of them. The capsules contain toys, and you never know what you’re going to get until you insert your money and give the thing a spin, but the prizes are sotis listed sowhere if you look for them. They are commonly used in video gas, particularly MMOs and asian mobile gas, and typically function as a premium feature for paying users. Wikipedia link here for those that are still confused.
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