I Died and Became a Hollow, But I Get Stronger by Being an Idiot Chapter 8: The Great Bone Sunglasses Incident

Current EP: 6,560 / 10,000

After surviving the tumbleweed duel incident, I realized sothing:

Even though it was always night here, the sky sohow still hurt my eyes.

Or maybe it was the endless bleakness burning a hole in my nonexistent soul.

Either way — I decided I needed sunglasses.

And since there's no store in Hueco Mundo (unless you count that one tree stump I keep pretending is a vending machine), I had to make my own.

With bones.

I scavenged the area like a deranged raccoon, grabbing two flat-ish bone fragnts and using tendons to tie them together.

They looked absolutely terrible.

They barely stayed on my face.

And one of them was still slimy.

Perfect.

[SYSTEM NOTICE: Invented Hueco Mundo's first pair of bone sunglasses — 300 EP]

Current EP: 6,860 / 10,000

I strutted across the sands like I owned the place.

"GRUOH GRUAH!"

(LOOK AT , YOU LOSERS! I'M A TRENDSETTER!)

Then, because I am a man of vision, I climbed the nearest sand dune to pose dramatically against the night sky.

And imdiately slipped, tumbled down, and landed face-first in a shallow cave.

[SYSTEM NOTICE: Faceplanted into unknown area — 200 EP]

Current EP: 7,060 / 10,000

When I looked up, I realized…

I wasn't alone.

There, just a few feet away, was a massive Hollow.

Not a nos, not a regular beast — this one was lean, humanoid, with sharp fangs, and a mask shaped like a wolf.

An Adjuchas.

And it was sleeping.

Its breathing was slow and heavy, dust rising with every exhale.

One twitch, and I'd be Hollow paste.

I knew I should leave.

I knew better.

I absolutely did not leave.

Instead, I carefully, painstakingly took off my bone sunglasses… and placed them on its face.

Why?

I don't know.

It just felt right.

[SYSTEM NOTICE: Put makeshift sunglasses on sleeping Adjuchas — 400 EP]

Current EP: 7,460 / 10,000

I tiptoed out of the den, sweating bullets, heart pounding, mask trembling.

Behind , the Adjuchas stirred but didn't wake.

When I got far enough away, I scread into the void.

"GRUOOOOOOOH!"

(I'M A GENIUS!)

[SYSTEM NOTICE: Survived reckless stunt — 200 EP]

Current EP: 7,660 / 10,000

I flopped onto the sand, staring at the sky.

Still night.

Always night.

Still no idea how long I'd been here.

I didn't care anymore.

I was surviving.

I was making fashion statents.

And sohow, against all logic, I was getting closer to my evolution.

I glanced at my EP count and grinned under my mask.

Just a little more.

I could feel it.

Vasto Lorde?

Not yet.

But one day.

Hueco Mundo's biggest idiot would reign supre.

And look good doing it.

[EP: 7,660 / 10,000]