Koishi: It tastes great in my opinion.

Y/N: ...Maybe it's just me then.

He averted his eyes from the scene in front of him. If it really was a problem from his side then it wasn't worth doing this, that was his train of thought. Of course, the one who can read his mind stopped him before he could do so.

Satori: Maybe it just isn't the type of food you like.

Y/N: ...

Koishi: Did it solve our problem?

Satori: I don't know.

Y/N: Only one way to figure out.

He called his own book with a quick whistle and it flew to his side like a faithful companion. The librarian thanked the book with a smile and held it in his hands, looking at the first page of his own story.


[Y/N L/N]

[Level: 20]

[HP: 468]

[Stun Resist: 103]

[Passives]

-Extreme Fatigue: Begins battle with 25% HP (Cannot exceed 25%).

-Curse of the Youkais: Begins battle with 10% of their HP after effects are applied (Cannot exceed that number).

-Grief: Begins battle with 25% Stun Resist (Cannot exceed 25%).

-Librarian: Strength, Defense and Evasion increased by 10% while fighting inside the library.

-Lone Fighter: Evasion increased by 10% while fighting alone.


Y/N: Hm, I guess it improved a little.

He shrugged at the result, not minding it at all. He continued finishing the food afterwards, leaving nothing behind along with the tea. At the end, he gave the sisters the tea set and the plates used for the meat that Satori brought here.

...That was where that exchange ended, Y/N refused to leave the library and Satori was forced to leave after seeing that he wouldn't change his mind.

Koishi: See you tomorrow mister Y/N!

She waved back at him with a wide smile, to which he replied with an exasperated sigh. She closed the door behind her and the silence of the gloomy library returned, the shackles of the man's mind trapping him inside the room that forced him to see his friends die.

Y/N: ...

He remained still, his hollow eyes staring at the now closed door with a dreadful silence. He turned around, only greeted by the silence of this place.

Y/N: ...

He walked away from the entrance, deciding to spend his time sleeping instead of facing the cruel reality that allowed the ones he loved to perish mercilessly. He remembered their screams, their faces filled with tears of fear, they were all screaming his name yet he couldn't save any of them.

...He was a coward, a weakling that couldn't do anything and he was now paying the prize. He didn't want to die and now, he received his wish at the cost of everyone's life. However, he changed his mind, he would prefer a world where all of them except him were alive and he began his journey to make that possibility a reality.

One day, he hoped that his wish would become reality once more. For that, he needed to be strong and remain undefeated, even at the cost of bringing strong opponents inside the library.


...

...

Meanwhile, in the dark of a room, a woman was laying on the cold floor of her house with gritted teeth, her hands placed under her head and using her arms as a pillow. Long gone in her destructive thoughts, her eyes were staring at the ceiling, remembering the humiliation she received a few hours ago.

???: Tch, I'm gonna rip her head off next time!

She exclaimed to herself, swearing vengeance to the one who defeated her. Her long and white hair was spread everhwere around her, her red and white bow in her hair forming a small crown now that she was on the ground. Her white shirt was torn apart from the hits along with her red overalls.

...Fujiwara no Mokou was a force to fear in this world. With her undying body inside the laws of this place, she could fight until her body would become numb to pain, a deadly opponent to face in a real battle. However...

Mokou: She's gonna get it next time, I'll turn her ridiculous black hair into flames!

She was currently complaining about her eternal rival, the princess of the Moon who decided to run away, leaving the eternal flame of hatred inside her heart. She punched the floor beside her and a loud bang echoed, holding just enough strength to not break it.

Mokou: ...

She wished to see her pay for everything she did. That flame inside her heart would not vanish otherwise and she knew it, she would never forgive her. It was her strongest desire, overcome her power and crush her for the last time.

Mokou: ?

Her dark thoughts were stopped by a piece of paper flying inside her room through the open window. It flew delicately before landing right next to her, forcing her to get on her knees to pick it up.

Mokou: What's this about?

She doesn't remember the last time junk flew inside her house due to the wind, it was forever ago. She wanted to discard it as another piece of trash coming from the outside world but she stopped herself from burning it when her eyes quickly read her name at the top of the paper.


"Fujiwara no Mokou, the girl that was once human before becoming a monster of flames. Her desire being to make princess Kaguya pay for the crime of laughing at her long deceased father with her impossible request. The girl with white hair now longing for revenge and hatred inside her broken heart.

With this, a proposal was given to you. One knows that someone who drank the elixir cannot be killed inside the world of Gensokyo and the outside world. However, you have been granted the chance to accomplish that desire, to reach the knowledge that will show you how to reach that goal.

However, you will be tested. To begin your trial, go underground and search for the door that will lead to your goal. Being victorious or a doll to those who defeat you, you shall decide your fate."


Mokou: ...

She was speechless. She wanted to toss it aside, pretend that it was a lie but the shock that she felt when reading those words was real. She felt a strange aura from the words that were inviting her to search for her very own answer.

Mokou: ...Heh, what a bunch of bull, no way something as convenient as that would exist.

She tossed it aside and turned her body to the other side, her back facing the piece of paper. As much as she would like to ignore it, the seed of desire was planted inside her mind and she would soon meet her demise like the many others who tried to reach the knowledge beyond their power.

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