I Became The Necromancer Of The Academy Chapter 129

Chapter 129 – 129. A quick ending

Kim Shin-woo.

I was 10 years old at the time.

When I was in elementary school, I only went to school about three days a week.

The reason was that my mother didn’t want anyone to see me, who could see ghosts.

I wondered if it was possible to meet the number of days of attendance, but perhaps my mother put pressure on the teachers, so they did not interfere with me.

So what did I do at home?

At that time, I, who knew nothing, used to talk to ghosts. There were not only scary-looking ghosts, but also ordinary-looking ghosts.

Because there was a ghost I knew.

“dad! “The lady next door, Hongi, wants me to tell you something!”

“… … uh?”

Even though my mom didn’t like it when I told her about ghosts, my dad still listened to my stories often.

That day, Hongi’s aunt really asked me to tell her something, so I told my dad.

“Self-suicide… … ? Umm, that’s not true, Hong’s dad pushed it.”

I spoke brightly because I had no interaction with other people, and because I could see the dead, I was not concerned about death itself.

My father’s expression quickly darkened.

And the next day.

He bought a large game console.

My father, who didn’t know much about this, bought only one game CD and made a fuss about it, saying it was the latest game.

“I’m playing this game while I’m at home. Don’t bother talking about anything else. Understand?”

“… … “Umm.”

“Mom doesn’t like it. Understand?”

“okay!”

The name of the game is ‘Retry’.

Although it was a recent work, the game did not receive very good reviews. However, for me, who had no opportunity to access the Internet at the time, it was truly a new world.

Adventure across the continent and overcome many difficult challenges. Because of the difficulty level, my colleagues often died, but I didn’t care.

After all, even dead people can be seen again. And it’s not a real person, it’s because the person in the game is dead.

However, I felt a strange feeling while watching the main character, Aria, sad.

For the first time, I felt a sense of loss over death when I realized that I could not use a dead colleague.

It’s uncomfortable.

That was my impression.

Then one day.

While I was playing the game, my mother came home from work.

Since he always didn’t like me very much, I thought he would scold me for playing games.

My mother smiled brightly when she saw me holding the game console.

“Wow, they’re like normal kids and it’s nice!”

Oh, I see.

Your mother likes you when you play games.

I continued to play the game.

The game itself was fun, but the more I played it, the happier I saw my mother becoming.

The ghosts didn’t bother me unnecessarily.

Usually, ghosts don’t appear suddenly and startlingly like in movies.

It appears gradually.

For example, you suddenly hear an unexpected crying sound from the corner of the room.

Suddenly there was a knocking sound on the window. Like when you’re alone in the house and you hear footsteps.

They hope that I will find them and give them omens in advance.

But when I focused on the game, I was able to forget all that.

I was able to concentrate all the time regardless.

Yeah, I thought so.

[CNU.]

A wet, blood-soaked voice came from the veranda.

Clap.

Clap.

The sound of a ghost coming up the window, leaving blood stains behind, was different from usual.

It’s beyond scary, and my throat feels like something is pressing on it roughly.

Even I, who was holding the gamepad, was so shocked that I lost it.

[CNU.]

The person who came over the veranda was Hong’s aunt. She fell from the roof of her apartment building and crawled towards me with her bones deformed and twisted.

[CNU, why don’t you tell me what I said?]

Eyes filled with deep resentment.

When I realized it was heading towards me, I couldn’t look away.

I couldn’t hold on to the game.

[CNU, I heard you’re sick?]

Clap.

Clap.

The woman’s strangely bent hands came in, strangling my neck.

[CNU! why! why! why! The dog is still living with a squeaky. Because it was that bastard who killed the lady!]

“Ugh, ugh!”

It was my first time.

For the first time, the ghost’s resentment was touching me directly. Was it a similar sensation to scissors being pressed?

[Don’t you feel sorry for the lady? The lady wanted to live too! Is it okay to ignore her lady while doing this kind of entertainment? uh? uh? uh?]

“Oh, very… … .”

[Hongi too! That father too! Do you know how shitty it is to live even though I’m dead?]

“Well, that… … .”

Tidik, tidik.

Beep!

“Mom is here.”

At that time, if my mother did not come home. If Hong’s lady hadn’t run away in a hurry.

I could have died.

So, with tears streaming down my face, I held on to my mother’s pants and cried.

“Uh, uh, mom! mom! Hey, Hong’s lady! He said he killed his master! Oh, please tell me! Heep!”

Uncharacteristically, I even hiccuped and wet my mother’s pant legs with my tears.

After finishing my sentence with a loud voice, I slowly looked up at my mother.

and.

“… … .”

Mom with cold eyes.

He went into the room without saying a word with a disgusted expression on his face, as if he had no more left for me.

After that.

I was left in the care of my maternal grandmother, who was a shaman.

My grandmother taught me that if I communicate carelessly with ghosts, more of them will come back.

That’s why I ignored them, and I didn’t want to fall into that kind of danger again.

It was around this time that I realized that death was a lot more scary than I thought.

So, my mother never came to visit me.

My father often visited me.

Every time my father came, he came with a ghost that looked like a factory worker.

Every time I saw them, the number increased, and my hands gradually moved up to my father’s neck.

I spoke to my father about it with a worried heart.

My father also never came to see me again.

at last.

I was alone.

My grandmother was with me, but she was very busy and often told me stories about my spiritual vision that I didn’t want to hear.

The empty spot in the family remains unfilled.

That’s how I became a high school student.

First year of high school.

While I was briefly organizing my room, an old game console suddenly caught my eye.

As if by instinct, I wiped the dust off it, checked the CD inside, and connected it to the TV.

The game started with a familiar sound.

My father bought it for me.

My mother was happy.

That game.

Me, once again.

I fell in love with Retry.

Although it was only for a short time.

Even though it was only a fleeting moment in my short life.

It brought harmony to our family for a little while.

With games.

* * *

“Your story saved me.”

“… … yes?”

Aria said she had no idea what she was talking about, but I smiled softly.

It’s been a really long time.

I felt like a natural smile came out. It’s not like it’s a little stiff every day.

It felt like the cold frozen ice had melted in the sunlight.

“So please don’t say that story was fleeting. “Please don’t make me miserable after being saved from that.”

“… … “I don’t understand.”

But Aria, who added this, came towards me as if she was shocked.

“Still, it’s comforting.”

Aria slowly approaches and looks up at me. Then she slightly lowered her head as if she was a little embarrassed and asked.

“You are not the Professor Deius I know. “It’s not Kim Shin-woo.”

“that’s right.”

This is not the Kim Shin-woo she knew from the first episode.

“But they are very similar. “Well, that is.”

“… … .”

“Can you help me say goodbye?”

A word of courage.

But, the word I’ve been waiting for so long.

so that.

I nodded softly.

Aria was immediately held in my arms.

“Professor, I love you so much.”

It’s as if he just wants to burrow into me like a child.

“If I could give my all, I would give it to you. “To the point where I consider you more important than me.”

Aria’s voice was sobbing, as if she had started to cry again. I can feel her chest getting wet.

“Whatever your intention was. “Even if I was actually used as your tool.”

“… … .”

“Still, I loved you. I always wanted to grant your wishes. “I wanted to listen to what you said, follow what you said, and lean on me.”

I decided not to bother questioning whether her feelings could truly be called love.

Is it simply an explosive emotion that was brainwashed at a young age, or is it a girl’s fresh but unattainable first love?

Ultimately, the one who chooses it is Aria Rias herself.

“If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been able to save anyone. “I couldn’t even get there.”

“… … .”

“Thank you for saving me.”

Lightly.

I hug her too.

When I put one hand on her head and stroked it gently, she buried her head further as if feeling the touch as well.

“therefore.”

One more step.

To have courage.

“That’s right.”

Aria didn’t want to say it in a trembling voice, to the point where she bit my shirt slightly.

“Bye… go.”

Separation is sad.

Because it was the first aria that was taught to me in the game.

I also shared the pain she was feeling right now.

That’s why I hug her a little stronger and replace Kim Shin-woo from the first episode.

His last will.

– If there is a next time for you, then.

When I first heard it, seeing Aria’s condition, I thought, ‘Don’t look for me.’

Now that I’m in this situation, I don’t know what it means.

You may have regretted it at the end.

Or maybe it was stained with hatred and cursed.

He may have felt jealous of me during the second round and tried to sabotage me.

But who cares?

On his behalf, I release the bonds that were binding Aria.

“Well, if there’s one thing I want from you.”

Only one.

What I wish for Aria Rias.

I’ve said it several times.

I may have had a different meaning in the first round, but let me quote it.

“If you are a student, you live like a student.”

“… … ah.”

“Attend lectures, take tests, play with friends, fight, fall in love, and experience various experiences that can only be had during this period.”

“but… … .”

So what karma do you carry?

Who is responsible for knowing about the destruction of the world?

I gently stroke Aria’s forehead again as she looks up at me with that question in mind.

“The main character of the story was you. Because I saw the world through you.

But this is reality now.

“I came here myself. So you don’t have to carry that.”

Kiss this adorable child’s forehead.

A parting gift and a celebration of birth.

Comfort from the hardships I have been through.

It was a gesture with implicit meaning.

“Thank you for your hard work, Aria.”

now.

Get out of that tragic role.

I hope you live as an ordinary female student.

“Congratulations on the ending.”

fantasy, game, possession,