Overcast as it is, I've never seen something so beautiful.
When I want to get up, I can't remember how to, for a while. My body, which I once mastered, is a stranger to me now. It's not that it doesn't want to listen to me, but that I've forgotten how to command it. My body and mind don't speak the same language anymore. Eventually, something stops getting lost in translation and I manage to get to my feet.
I'm weak.
My flesh has atrophied in the Void Prism. After so long in the darkness, I am a thin shell of what I once was. Finally, after a long time, I remember how to do more than look at the sky blankly. My face won't move.
For that matter, what does it matter what expression I have?
Turning my head, I take in my surroundings.
Ruined buildings, crumbled, fallen skyscrapers.
This place...what was it called?
"T-Tien...das." I whisper with a broken voice. My lips are going blue in the cold, but I welcome the pain.
Something's better than nothing.
All around me is ground-up rubble, the remnants of a great city from before the Calamity. It looks like some massive beast has run around and trampled the once majestic architecture, turning this place into just another empty part of the Wasteland. Something flickers in the corner of my eye. A red icon that has been gradually growing more solid the longer I spend outside the Void Prism.
Though I can barely speak, the memory of activating the System will never leave me. Instinctively, I open the Status Page.
[Name: Hei
Lvl. 11 Classless
Stats-
Strength: 11
Agility: 17
Intelligence: 11
Stamina: 11
Spirit:11
Luck:11
Passive Skills: Basic Tracking, Basic Combat Proficiency, Basic Prescience
Active Skills: None
Special: Demon Lord's Devouring Hunger (When slaying other Hunters, consume all of their experience instead of half)]
Huh.
That's weird. I think I was supposed to be a higher level. Whatever...it's not like I can't hunt anyways.
Gradually, it starts to come back to me. The reason being a lower level than expected is actually a good thing. I suppose I should be grateful. However, that particular emotion is still off limits. Along with hope and anything else except regret and anger. At least those two have come back.
Regret...I feel like I've forgotten something.
Anger...that damn System God. But there's no point being angry with him. It'd be better to forget all of this. I'm out of that place. That's what matters.
My thoughts are beginning to work again. I'm formulating real words, a stream of consciousness that isn't just mental images and memories. For a brief second, the picture of a girl comes to mind. She's breathtakingly pretty, someone to be protected. However, the flare of heat the memory brings is quickly snuffed out.
It's been so long. And no one remembers me. Not even her. Of that the System God made very sure.
It's still hard to feel anything. In fact, those emotions which do appear are not altogether pleasant. The sun is beginning to set on the ruined city. Slowly and awkwardly, I force my limbs to begin to shuffle around. Like the world's loneliest zombie, I struggle ungainly to find a way outside.
Chapter 34: Re:start
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