[NECRO] CHAPTER 1 â AFTERMATHÂ BEGINS
December 29, 2022 â 1 Comment
I was inside the carriage on my way back home.
Gazing at the insignificant scenery, I reflected back on my miserable life.
My current name was Deus Verdi; the second son of the Earl family ruling Northweden in the North.
But if you ask me to name my original name; it was Kim Shin Woo.
A 25-year-old young man who lived in South Korea. I graduated from college, retired from the army, went to work for a company, and could see ghosts.
A young man who appeared normal, but was actually not.
My maternal grandmother was a shaman.
She was also very majestic, and a magical shaman. My grandmother looked at me and said something like this.
â Itâs mysterious. Tsk, if he doesnât walk the shamanâs path, the child will be ruined.
My mother, who had always been harassed by my maternal grandmother, obviously didnât believe it, but she made a mistake.
Can a boy who has spent his entire life seeing dead people have proper feelings?
Can you be sane when your partner, who died in an accident the day before, strangles you when you return to school, asking why youâre ignoring her?
Will you not be traumatized if you see a person who died after falling from an apartment climb up your roomâs window every night and say he wants to live?
As a result, I felt as if my emotions were drained.
It wasnât like this in my life.
It was like this to live.
If thatâs the case, why did I become Deus Verdi, whose name only appears in the game âRetryâ?
I thought it might be a ghostâs prank as usual, but after living here for about half a year, it didnât seem to be the case.
So much had happened in half a year. I learned aristocratic speech and manners, and an understanding of magic was essential.
Everything that Deus Verdi had accumulated did not go away. I still had an understanding of his magic and how to apply it, so it didnât take long for me.
However, if you ask me if Deus was a genius, he definitely wasnât.
He wasnât bad, but he wasnât outstanding either.
Deus Verdi was a man worthy of the middle position of the second son of a count.
A man with a lot of gossip, the so-called bad deeds.
Now that Iâve become Deus, I thought Iâd become a little more normal.
I thought this damn eye that sees ghosts would disappear, but it didnât.
Also, funnily enough, the game was set in a fantasy medieval world of swords and magic.
The number of ghosts in sight here was far more than in the Republic of Korea, a country under the armistice.
[Fufu, the scenery is nice, right?]
I was the only person riding in the personal carriage sent by my family.
Before I knew it, a ghost of a lady sitting on the other side was talking to me with a smile.
[Oh my, can you give me an answer?]
I didnât bother answering.
My grandmother had told me many times that it was not a good thing for the living to talk to the dead.
Iâve rarely actually been involved with them and seen anything good.
The ghost jumped up and approached me.
From my direction, I could see only her left side, but as she approached, I saw the other side of her face clearly.
It looks like the other side was all burnt out, maybe because of a burn.
I almost closed my eyes, but I kept my composure.
It was an unsightly wound among ghosts, but Iâm already used to it.
I slowly made eye contact with the ghost who was sticking out her face. At that, her mouth dropped open and she rejoiced.
The coachman could hear it, so I spoke softly.
[Oh my? You ignored me, and now youâre being polite?]
âItâs not that Iâm ignoring you.â
[You didnât ignore me?]
âI was being considerate.â
[ââAre you saying that you were being considerate?]
The ghost of the lady sitting across from me tilted her head and asked. On her left was a middle-aged woman with a truly beautiful appearance,
On the other side, her eyes were distorted from the burns and her skin was peeling, and the ooze was still dripping.
âI thought you wanted to be invisible.â
âBecause I also donât want anyone to see the ugliness of me.â
âBut, you have beauty beyond that. Not being ashamed of your weaknesses, itâs a beauty to be proud of.â
[Youâre a gentleman, arenât you?]
âI was just saying what I felt.â
The ghost blushed and disappeared. I didnât say anything unreasonable. Itâs not that easy to be a saint.
She must have left because she was simply satisfied with the conversation.
And that was how I dealt with ghosts. Itâs not that I get hit here and there for no reason.
I tell them what they want; to give them the conversation they want and the comfort they want to hear.
Looking down blankly at the spot where the lady had disappeared, my tongue felt sore as if I had chewed on bitter herbs.
Iâm living with dull feelings because of them.
In fact, I take care of their empty hearts and wounds.
That was the current life of Kim Shin Woo and Deus Verdi.
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Looking around her newly acquired lab, the new professor, Perr, couldnât help but smile.
The spacious room was as clean as new, and the furniture was harmoniously arranged.
âIs it really okay for me to use this room?â
Professor Perr, who was hired due to a sudden staff vacancy, assumed she would be given a small room.
Erica Bright, who was introducing Perr to the laboratory behind her, gave a kind smile and nodded.
âOf course. Professor Perr is here, but I have to do this much.â
âI, thank you for accepting me.â
Perr was, in fact, a professor at another academy. She was also quite capable, and when it came to human body magic, she was a genius unrivaled in this current Age.
The reason why she suddenly came to Rotain Academy was because of a faction fight at the academy she attended before.
She had no interest in the professorial politics within the academy and had been doing only research, but when she came to her senses, she became unemployed at the most critical time when new students arrived.
Erica Bright and the Rotain Academy immediately caught Perr, who was frustrated because she had no place or support to continue her research
âThere may still be items from the professor that used the lab before.â
âOh, Iâll take care of that myself! I donât really like it when anyone touches my lab.â
âYes, in that case, you can just fill out the lecture plan and send it to us. Youâre probably running out of time, so you can refer to what you used at the previous academy.â
Erica walked out with a benevolent smile. Looking at where she had left, Perr exhaled.
âSheâs a very pretty person.â
Beautiful well-maintained blonde hair and a self-serving figure like a model.
On top of that, a smile like sunshine and restrained manners. Even a caring personality.
Believing that she was what Perr wanted to look like, she looked in a full-length mirror on one side of the lab.
Her frizzy light pink hair was not properly maintained and pouts were here and there. She was always stuck in the laboratory, so her skin was pale and her body was small.
Her overly voluptuous breasts distorted her body proportions.
She stuck out her tongue as she slashed at herself in the mirror where she looked like a street bum!
Perr had always hated herself. She had no intention of hiding it.
She felt like she heard her own voice again. That too in the mirror.
She tried it again just in case. As expected, she didnât hear any sound, as if it was her own illusion.
âIs it because I didnât sleep much?â
Seeing the drooping dark circles, Perr stretched. I think Iâll just organize it briefly and go to sleep today.
Lecture Plan? I can just use what I had prepared at the previous academy.
âAt most, I just need to change it according to the style here.â
Thinking that she could finish it quickly, Perr turned around to organize her luggage.
She jerked and looked back in the mirror.
âJust now, something was wrong?â
Since she showed her back, she should have her back reflected in the mirror, but strangely, she had a feeling that Perr in the mirror was constantly looking this way.
She moved around, but the mirror was still a mirror.
âDid the predecessor leave a spell?â
From what she heard, he was a professor who was expelled. If he are a professor who was going to be expelled, he may have left this kind of joke out of a dirty mind.
Perr gently stretched out her hand to check it out.
âItâs not like that, is it?â
On the contrary, it was an ordinary mirror where she couldnât feel even the smallest amount of mana.
The moment Perr crossed her arms because she thought it was strange.
A little girlâs voice whispered in her ear.
She instantly turned her head, but Perr was still alone.
But this time, she heard it clearly.
The moment she wondered what the hell it was.
This time, a thunderous male shout erupted.
Startled, Perr immediately sat down. She instinctively unleashed protective magic around her.
[Where did you go?] [Where did you go?] [Donât throw it away! Donât abandon us!] [Come here!] [Come back!] [I was wrong!] [Iâm going to kill you!] [Come, come to me!] [Enough!] [This is our land! Itâs my room!] [Mom!] [Go away! Get out of here!] [Female Scented bitch.][Can I eat you?][You canât replace him.][Stop it!][Why are you here? why? why? why? why?]
No matter what kind of magic she used, the sound continued to resonate.
Even when she covered her ears with both hands, the voices sounded rather clear, as if they were coming from inside her own brain.
Filled with tears, Perr trembled at the sound of a voice calling to her and raised her head very slowly.
A little girl with long black hair was covering the entire floor of the room.
The girlâs hair gradually began to climb up the wall, reaching the ceiling and enveloping the entire room.
With that, Perrâs eyes rolled upwards and she fainted.