It was as if time had slowed down.
As soon as it started moving again, that fist made contact with my abdomen. Naturally, I was sent flying high into the sky. A short but fleeting moment of a slight floating sensation was felt with my entire being. Right until I crashed into the hard ground.
A large crater was created from the impact, turning the lush grass in the area around myself into crushed earth with cracks running through it.
I couldn't even begin to describe the pain. I could not move any of my limbs no matter how much I tried. Blood was flowing from my back, head, and mouth. The cold night breeze only served to induce more pain when coming in contact with my skin.
My head was becoming blank. My body growing cold. Am I going to die here?
Was I wrong in trying to solve this in words? No, I think there was something about my words that struck a nerve with him for some reason.
So it was this easy to die in this world.
I always thought that this would have a high chance of happening soon, but to actually experience it was a different story. It hurts, it really hurts.
The peaceful Japan where I came from would never had let me die this way. I get slightly homesick when I was starting to lose consciousness. I didn't want this to happen.
But it couldn't be helped.
I was dragged into this world without my consent after all.
I was just a normal guy that liked to play games.
My easygoing mindset back then still wouldn't be replaced with my cautious self even after I came into this new strange world.
Thinking that 'everything will work itself out somehow' somewhere in the back of my head the whole time was the truth. Even though I would have never admitted it.
What can I say?
Old habits die hard.
I begin to think of my last thoughts while drifting to blackness while enduring the slowly lessening pain all over my body until I heard those words..
"So it was just my imagination after all. He was just a weak human just like the rest of them. But still, this isn't going to quench my rage, maybe I should go back and slaughter some humans. They can afford me that at least as compensation for making me angry, can't they? It doesn't matter anyway, I'm not gonna listen to any weaklings."
Eh? He's going back? To the city?
What's more, to kill innocent humans?
When I thought of his words just now, the faces of Dazel, Elise-san and Gerald-san popped into my head. They were still in the city.
Originally, I brought Zetsuen here so I could calmly talk about why the artifact couldn't be used by humans. I was planning to mediate between the two parties to get the best result without bloodshed since fighting is troublesome.
But I could care less about that now.
It was one thing to bring harm to the pitiful me who just goes with the flow.
But it was another to involve people that had nothing to do with this.
If I let this guy go now, I will forever regret it. Maybe even in the afterlife.
The one thing I didn't want the most, was to leave with regrets.
If I was going to die, I would at the very least, take him down with me!
I am not a hero.
Nor am I trying to be one.
Even if that was the case, I am not cruel enough to let people get hurt when I could've done something myself. What use is strength when you can't use it for what you think is right? If I had this power, I would not hesitate to wield it for others in times of need.
Some may think I was hypocritical.
But right now, I don't give a damn.
Again, I am not a hero.
But if someone told me to lay down and die like this, and to leave this problem to others?
I would surely say to them..
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Just as I was about to head towards the human city to let off some steam, a strange feeling engulfed the entire area. What is this feeling..
When I turned around, I found the source.
The weak human who I presumed to have died already was standing, albeit slowly.
Impossible.
An ordinary human should have died from the punch alone. Much less the impact to the ground. Was this really a human? I could not see through him now even with my <<Dragon Eyes>> skill already scanning him.
Strange, his appearance had also changed. I could have sworn I saw his hair was a dark shade a moment ago. But now, it had changed into the gleaming silver strands, perfectly in tune with the moonlight raining down on the land.
I could not see his eyes covered by the long hair in front of his forehead but I could tell that his wounds had stopped bleeding. I was sure I sent a surge of lightning inside his body to inhibit his movements and prevent regeneration but who would've thought that it would not work and was easily dispelled?
A pitch black fog was covering his entire being, making my sense of danger shoot up.
But his next words made me shudder in an instant..
".....Like....hell I...will.."
Coming from the mouth grinning with a satisfied smile, he wiped the trace of blood flowing out of his lips. I could feel that I was looking at a completely different person.
For the first time since I saw the Dragon God, I felt fear.
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In A Parallel World With Random Skills, I Reluctantly Become A Mafia Boss?
FantasyI, after playing the new game I had bought, went to sleep. Before I knew it, I was in a cage. With enemies all around me, I used a strange skill and accidentally killed a dark god. This is the story of how I got dragged into becoming an unparalleled...
Chapter 14: Strength
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