I Became The Academy Necromancer chapter 127

127. A slightly unique relationship

“That’s the story so far.”

Aria beyond the door speaks calmly. There was nothing but dry emotion in his voice, otherwise it would have been difficult to say these things.

On the contrary.

Coming into this game, I was in such a state of shock that I have never heard anything more shocking.

My head doesn’t think properly. One sentence entangled me and I couldn’t think properly.

‘It was me.’

The thing that broke her like this.

My obsession with myself and my bizarrely warped desire for recognition were my own creation.

That’s on purpose.

To make Arya listen to me even more.

Intentionally made me overly obsessive and seduced me into relying on it.

‘I can understand.’

Since I learned necromancy, I was still able to act like this since she was in first year.

In the first episode, Shinwoo Kim struggled with the original spirit of Deius for as much as two years.

You must have known that the entire beginning of the game was blown away, and that it was impossible to see the proper ending because it was only the first playthrough.

That’s why Shinwoo Kim in the first episode was chosen.

Treating Aria like a game, she tried to find the best ending she thought.

In this game where the 2nd playthrough is essential, you must have abandoned your human side more to see the happy ending of the 1st playthrough.

“Ha.”

He let out a rough yet hot breath. I never thought that this moment would come.

Kung.

I clenched my fists while banging my head against the door as if to blame myself.

My body shuddered from the excessive force and I couldn’t control it.

I finally found out.

All my doubts have now been answered.

And also.

I realize that I could also step on a similar train in the past.

“Ha ha.”

A sigh exhaled again.

If I didn’t, it felt like my head would become engulfed by the stuffiness and devastation in my chest.

I felt so sorry for myself for dragging this child to such an extreme, but also because it made so much sense.

A road I would have stepped on even if it was slightly twisted.

Disgust soars over the actions he would have done once again.

“Professor?”

Aria calling me as if she were worried. Her doorknob swayed slightly as if her hand had been placed on it, but did not open it.

“Wait.”

Looking at that, I tried to spit out a word. As if she was struggling, the words she vomited were not like me.

“I’m leaving.”

“Oh yes! All right! I’ll wait!”

Even so, Arya’s footsteps cannot be heard as if she is still standing in front of her door.

Although I felt guilty for leaving her behind, I moved her place.

As she sits on the stairs she is going down, she puts a cigarette in her mouth, and the child of Finden, who rests her chin on her chin, feels a presence and turns her head slightly.

“What, it’s over… ….”

The Finden Ai who saw me opens her mouth and misses her tobacco. Then she jumps up and she forcefully wraps herself around me.

“What are you doing?”

I was taken aback by the sudden reaction, but Finden Ai gritted his teeth and went down the stairs with me on his back.

“Shut up. Damn, what the hell does a person’s face change like that when they have a conversation.”

“What?”

“It’s okay, you don’t have to know. If it wasn’t for the girl you care about, I’d have bitten Arya’s head.”

“No, you can’t do that.”

As soon as I spat out a word, Finden Ai replied annoyed.

“I know, damn it.”

The place where Finden Ai took me was my room in the professor’s dormitory. She laid me down there and turned right away.

“A good professor? I’ll call that person, so wait a minute.”

“… ….”

Finden I went outside.

I catch my breath and glance around. A quiet room without anyone.

You naturally close your eyes and become immersed in thought.

And the country looks back on humans.

Until now, I’ve been working really hard. In order to prevent the destruction of the continent, I was preparing to greet the day step by step in my own way.

A world in which the boundaries between life and death have collapsed, as Arya said?

I’m sorry.

‘That’s not the real ending.’

Strictly speaking, it could be seen that the game was over in front of the ending.

If it were originally, it would have saved Dante’s head and prevented the boundary between life and death from collapsing.

And after that, the ending is determined by another episode.

In the first playthrough, I failed near the ending.

In the end, Arya meant that she hadn’t completely seen the tragedy of this world.

What use is that?

It’s already been ruined.

A sigh came out.

When I first started the game, the image of Aria Rias smiling innocently and talking to her students flashed through my mind.

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No matter what, even if she falls on her knees in tragedy.

The determination of her as she stood up again and smiled as she moved forward.

Her conviction was that she casually pledged that she could sacrifice herself for the sake of others.

In my desperate attempt to avoid the bed ending prepared in the first playthrough, it collapsed and disappeared, and only the obsession filled the spot took its place.

I want to be acknowledged by me. I wish I could love myself.

Because I will never leave you.

That’s why the tragedy we saw that day won’t repeat itself.

In a muddy feeling.

Even though it’s grueling, in the guilt that crushes the heart.

A bit out of the blue.

[What are you doing?]

The Dark Spirit came out.

[Are you doing this after I asked you to move away for a while?]

“…… I am resting for a while.”

The moment the Black Mage was about to say something, saying that my words were ridiculous.

[Your complexion is too bad?]

The dark wizard looked at my face and looked around me with a worried voice.

[What’s going on? Is it because of that girl? Shall I scold you?]

I would have known that even if I went, I would come back without doing anything.

Even so, the Dark Spirit clenched her fists and made a fuss.

Coming to think of it, the Black Mage was also one of the victims I suffered in the first playthrough.

Is that why?

Unbeknownst to me, I said something emotional, as if grumbling.

“I just found out that I was an uglier existence than I thought.”

A man who thought he could pull it off, but could break at any moment.

In the end, a foolish being who wants to use anything at the end.

At its worst, he gaslighted a naive country girl to the point of disgust that made him dependent.

I couldn’t help but be shocked that he actually did it, even if it was out of necessity.

[You?]

The black mage tilted his head at what he meant, but I didn’t say more.

If I opened my mouth any longer, I felt like I would pour out more useless words. Like a child

[I don’t know why you, who were like an iron wall, are shaking so much.]

“… ….”

[You, who were not human, now start to look a little like a human. And why are you so shaken…….]

The Dark Spirit gently hugs me. It was a very sudden action, and I didn’t feel any sensation.

It was using mana to deliver subtle warmth to me.

[It’s probably because it’s the weakest part of you.]

“I… ….”

[I know I can’t go beyond that. Because that’s your past. So I’ll stay far away and wait.]

The Dark Spirit, who has slipped away from me, gently smiles.

[It doesn’t matter how long it takes. Because I’m already dead.]

“… ….”

[But if it’s you, I’m sure you’ll overcome it soon.]

After saying that, the dark mage slowly disappeared. It was to give me time.

After that, Keren and Erica, brought by Finden-Ai, came to visit me, but I sent them back.

I was alone in the room with my eyes closed, thinking deeply.

I have light emotional ups and downs.

Why was I so swayed by Arya’s actions?

The reason.

“It’s not because of Deius’ past.”

It’s not simply because of the evil I did in the first playthrough.

“Long before that.”

Before the first round.

The story of when I was living as Kim Shin-woo.

Conversely, my past seemed to have no weaknesses because I hid it so that no one could see it.

The Dark Wizard once said that to me, who captured the soul of Dante’s Warlock, Dina.

– To fight monsters, please don’t become a monster.

Probably me in the first playthrough.

It seemed that he became a monster in order to survive.

* * *

The sunset coming through the window.

A dark-haired girl staring at it endlessly.

I just kept my eyes open.

It was boring.

It was boring.

It was even a little painful.

It was usually my room in the dormitory, but it was hard to accept mentally when I thought I was locked up.

At that time.

Knocked up.

The door opened without warning.

Arya turned her head away and smiled brightly at her.

There stood Deus Verdi.

But soon.

“It’s fake.”

Arya glares at him, squinting her eyes. It looks like Professor Deius, but that one is fake.

Someone is wearing a very elaborate disguise to fool himself.

Thought so, Arya immediately raised mana.

A bit of an absurd answer came out of Deus’ mouth.

“Yes.”

It seems so obvious.

“I am not Deus.”

What follows.

A little different story.

It’s not a banal relationship between a student and a professor.

It is not an ordinary story of a loved one and a loved one.

The main character in the game who was repeatedly killed for a happy ending.

A boy who played games to escape from tragedy.

It was a time for two people with a slightly unique relationship.