Chapter 1: Consigned Through Oblivion

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Before I go on with the story, let me make something clear. This fanfiction was written purely for fun on my part... so expect slow updates.

By the way, I will crosspost this on Wattpad, Fanfiction, and AO3.

Disclaimer: I didn't own anything, including Touhou Project and Re:Zero. If I own these masterpieces then I wouldn't make this fanfic. The only thing I own is this fanfiction that I have written.

Don't be scared of commenting on my fanfic as I like reading them.

This story will be 2000+ words per chapter, though the first chapter will be a bit longer, and this story will be told from multiple points of view, so don't always expect Regulus to be the main character in any given chapter. Also, this story will have no harem of main casts, Regulus wouldn't be able to get girls without him forcing them to. Remember that Regulus has an average look, and his personality is shit, do you think anyone would want to talk to him?

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I thought so. Also, just keep in mind that this may not be a realistic take on any psychology or anything related to Japanese myth, as I had never gone in too in-depth on those fields of study.

Okay, enough with my rambling, let's get on with the story.

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Chapter 1: Consigned Through Oblivion

Regulus Corneas P.O.V

Water was everywhere, I couldn't see anything, it was so dark, I couldn't breathe!

There is no air, there is only water, my lungs are being filled with water, it's so suffocating!

Everything hurts! My lungs, my body, my limbs, my heart, and my head, it hurts hurts hurts hurtshurtshurts! Everything hurts! I shouldn't feel all of this. I am the most satisfied being so I shouldn't feel all of this. I don't need anything! I don't need anything! So make it stop... make it stop!

I don't deserve this! It is not me who deserves this, it's all those low-life evil greedy corrupted right violation pieces of shit, those who hurt me. Why can't they just not hurt me? Just don't look at me, don't attack me, just ignore me! Is it too hard for them to do what I requested? Those who can't follow those simple requests need to die. They didn't need to exist. They are right-violating bastards who ignore my feelings! So why, why can't I get rid of that bastard who swings stick, that monkey with stupid-looking eyes, and that silver hair bitch?! Why? Whywhywhy...

*ba-dump* *ba– dump* *ba— dump*

Huh? Did my heart slow down just now? No, nonono! I should have the right to not face such an outcome. I am already extremely satisfied so I shouldn't face such a humiliating death! Something as insignificant as death is below me. Those who face death mean that they are truly satisfied with death, but since I was already satisfied, I don't need death to be truly satisfied. It's supposed to be like that, so why do I have to go through this?! It hurts! It's painful! So make it stop!

This can't be my end! My authority, why did it hurt so much just to use it?! I cannot die! Not my right to live too. I cannot die, I don't need anything, so I cannot die, [Greed], do something, my [Authority of Greed]! I had never wanted anything so why do I have to be in this situation?! Those who dare to do this to me should all just disappear!! Every single one of them should just die!!! So I cannot die yet! I can't let those who inflict me this much pain live when I die.

That is why I began to open my mouth to scream in utter hatred for those who had wronged me, but there was no sound coming out as water had muted my scream. With each silent cry, my hatred for the species as a whole who had wronged me had only grown.

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