In the midst of my fading consciousness, I had the conviction of “Ah, I’m dying”.
In a few words, I was run over by a truck. My body has no sensation.
The fact that I can’t confirm what happened means something terrible definitely happened.
But the signal should have been green. Did the driver fall asleep?
Truly the worst kind of bastard.
Thinking back, it was a harsh life.
Mother is a woman who quickly broke into hysteria because of trivial things (I later understood the term “abusive parent”) and father is a NEET who hated my remarks of go work, go work.
As a bonus, the money I earned from working sank into alcohol and pachinko on the other side.
Because of this environment, I was unable to get a girlfriend these 18 years.
Wait, or was it because my charm is non-existent? Tahaha…
Well whatever.
I don’t have any attachments to this life.
Normally at this time, a person would recall the fun memories and people important to them up until now, but unfortunately, I don’t have any of those.
The elementary school sports day where I ate a convenience store onigiri alone,
My classmates who messed around and said I stank, making fun of me, who had no clothes to wear,
The full-time employees who knew about my environment and looked down on my poor societal standing before work started.
All of them are my worst memories.
Everybody should just die.
Wait, the one who died was me. Hahaha.
Well, that’s still good. It definitely ended my connections.
Please god, if there is a “next time” to life, make next time’s guy somewhat more normal……
I feel sleepy……
…………
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.……othe……
(TLN: so the hirigana is かあさ and I have no idea what it could be)
…………
…………
……………………
……..nn?
Huh? I’m concious?
Not only that, but the pain is gone.
Is it possible that I’m alive?
Thinking that, I moved my body and felt something abnormal.
My body is awfully heavy, and I couldn’t move like I thought.
“Ga…ah….”
It seems I let out my voice during that, but it’s too harsh.
It’s like a monster’s.
Is my throat still dysfunctional after being run over?
“Gohoho”, there was the sound of liquid flowing.
It seems that I’m set inside a transparent capsule.
Just when I thought of sorting out the situation, I heard the voice of another human for the first time.
“How is it? What are the results?”
There was an old man of about 40 years with a mustache there.
But his mustache was carefully trimmed, and there was no sense of dirtiness.
And his body was wrapped in clothes like those of a noble in the Middle Ages.
Is he someone involved with the hospital?
I don’t understand why he’s cosplaying though.
There was a woman beside the old man who talked to him.
The woman answered the question.
“It’s just a “Ghoul”. The potential level is also average.”
“Fuun, rubbish again, huh?”
“What do we do with this person? Disposal?”
“Make it defend inside the castle. When the time comes, it should buy some time.”
Saying that, the old man faced my direction again with eyes saying he’s looking even though it’s garbage.
“However, it’s ugly so don’t let it come near the upper levels. Deploy it at 1F.”
“Understood.”
Finishing their conversation, the two people opened the door and left the room.
He said “it’s ugly so don’t let it come near”……
Some cruel words were said. I don’t remember being born that ugly.
Suddenly, I saw the glass in front of me.
There, I noticed what kind of appearance and figure I had for the first time.
Just before, I said “it was a monster-like voice”, but it wasn’t at “like”.
I was a complete monster.
My figure had a human form of walking on two feet, but my whole body is inflamed, with an appearance of being synthesized from slime. There are no nails, tongue, or nose.
Taking this opportunity, I also have no eyes, but how am I able to see things?
Just before the woman called me a “Ghoul”.
Certainly this figure is undead. It has the impression of a corpse monster.
When humans are reincarnated, they might become a butterfly or cat this time – I heard these words many times, but the reality became more weird than in light novels.
It seems I became the lowest-ranked “Ghoul” after my reincarnation.
Are you serious?
In the midst of my fading consciousness, I had the conviction of “Ah, I’m dying”.
In a few words, I was run over by a truck. My body has no sensation.
The fact that I can’t confirm what happened means something terrible definitely happened.
But the signal should have been green. Did the driver fall asleep?
Truly the worst kind of bastard.
Thinking back, it was a harsh life.
Mother is a woman who quickly broke into hysteria because of trivial things (I later understood the term “abusive parent”) and father is a NEET who hated my remarks of go work, go work.
As a bonus, the money I earned from working sank into alcohol and pachinko on the other side.
Because of this environment, I was unable to get a girlfriend these 18 years.
Wait, or was it because my charm is non-existent? Tahaha…
Well whatever.
I don’t have any attachments to this life.
Normally at this time, a person would recall the fun memories and people important to them up until now, but unfortunately, I don’t have any of those.
The elementary school sports day where I ate a convenience store onigiri alone,
My classmates who messed around and said I stank, making fun of me, who had no clothes to wear,
The full-time employees who knew about my environment and looked down on my poor societal standing before work started.
All of them are my worst memories.
Everybody should just die.
Wait, the one who died was me. Hahaha.
Well, that’s still good. It definitely ended my connections.
Please god, if there is a “next time” to life, make next time’s guy somewhat more normal……
I feel sleepy……
…………
…………
.……othe……
(TLN: so the hirigana is かあさ and I have no idea what it could be)
…………
…………
……………………
……..nn?
Huh? I’m concious?
Not only that, but the pain is gone.
Is it possible that I’m alive?
Thinking that, I moved my body and felt something abnormal.
My body is awfully heavy, and I couldn’t move like I thought.
“Ga…ah….”
It seems I let out my voice during that, but it’s too harsh.
It’s like a monster’s.
Is my throat still dysfunctional after being run over?
“Gohoho”, there was the sound of liquid flowing.
It seems that I’m set inside a transparent capsule.
Just when I thought of sorting out the situation, I heard the voice of another human for the first time.
“How is it? What are the results?”
There was an old man of about 40 years with a mustache there.
But his mustache was carefully trimmed, and there was no sense of dirtiness.
And his body was wrapped in clothes like those of a noble in the Middle Ages.
Is he someone involved with the hospital?
I don’t understand why he’s cosplaying though.
There was a woman beside the old man who talked to him.
The woman answered the question.
“It’s just a “Ghoul”. The potential level is also average.”
“Fuun, rubbish again, huh?”
“What do we do with this person? Disposal?”
“Make it defend inside the castle. When the time comes, it should buy some time.”
Saying that, the old man faced my direction again with eyes saying he’s looking even though it’s garbage.
“However, it’s ugly so don’t let it come near the upper levels. Deploy it at 1F.”
“Understood.”
Finishing their conversation, the two people opened the door and left the room.
He said “it’s ugly so don’t let it come near”……
Some cruel words were said. I don’t remember being born that ugly.
Suddenly, I saw the glass in front of me.
There, I noticed what kind of appearance and figure I had for the first time.
Just before, I said “it was a monster-like voice”, but it wasn’t at “like”.
I was a complete monster.
My figure had a human form of walking on two feet, but my whole body is inflamed, with an appearance of being synthesized from slime. There are no nails, tongue, or nose.
Taking this opportunity, I also have no eyes, but how am I able to see things?
Just before the woman called me a “Ghoul”.
Certainly this figure is undead. It has the impression of a corpse monster.
When humans are reincarnated, they might become a butterfly or cat this time – I heard these words many times, but the reality became more weird than in light novels.
It seems I became the lowest-ranked “Ghoul” after my reincarnation.
Are you serious?
