5 Dungeon Arc#3: Down the Memory Lane

Thosse?? Tissues????!! Why in the hell are they on me?!

It Hurt! It ached like hell! Even my sight, I was losing… it.

Cannot… see…. anything… so….. dark…

I had lost consciousness.

.

When I regained my vision, it was like the world had faded; It was all dim, there was no pain, I could not even feel my body. There was no sensation except one.

Falling, Just falling endlessly

Thud!

Huh, a sense that my falling reached its end

-Is That All You've got?

Huh! Whose voice is that?

The world around me altered. A wooden sword, a man carrying that sword, a sunny sky,

Where am I? I asked myself, but the details I was experiencing were not normal

Even the color I was looking at, it felt like I was not looking at them, through my own eyes, but glancing through someone else's

-Stand Up

Huh?

The man struck with the sword. All I could see was a small hand struggling to block the blows from the sword.

-Stand Up if you want to be a knight!

I could not see the man's face. It was blackened; I was looking through the eyes of a kid; the kid held his two arms above to cover his head from the blows. His view was blurry, presumably because his eyes were teary.

He was taking the hits, but I could sense the pain, the sorrow he felt. I experienced the same. Trembling and scared, all the kid could do was close his eyes and bear the pain, but when he closed his eyes, my world blackened.

-Do you have anything to say about your charges?

Blink by blink, his eyes opened anew, huh, hand cups? His hands were tan-colored. The hand I saw before was white. Were they different individuals?

-Dirael Cresin, You have been charged with human experimentation, illegal trades, enslavement, involvement with black magic, and necromancy. Do you deny your Charges?

I could sense resentment, grief, and menace from within him.

He did not answer; he peered down and closed his eyes. Again, my world blackened.

Blink by Blink, my vision returned.

-Pay up!

Huh, this time, it looked like I was the one shouting. In front was a mother protecting her young daughter. He was kicking them, watching through his eyes. It felt as if I was the one kicking them.

-You thrive in this kingdom, don't you?! Then offer the bloody tax!

The woman covered the little girl and took the hits for herself.

-Humph, poor fools. He left after kicking her for a while. Within him, all I could perceive was greed and jealousy. When he blinked, my world blacked again.

Again, Blink by Blink, my vision returned.

-So you know how to use mana?

Huh, I could see a woman in front.

-Then, let me show it to you

Excitement, I feel could feel the excitement, heart pounding. This time I was looking through the eyes of an eager kid.

-First, straighten your hand, stretch out your palm. Mana is like air. They are everywhere, sense it, feel it, breathe it, then spread it around your palm, calm your mind and think about the nature of your mana, then compress it

A ball of water had formed around her hand

-Then release it

She released the water ball in the kid's face, causing him to blink.

My world blackened again.

It repeated,

From one body to another, again and again, from one sentiment to other

admiration, adoration, amusement, anger, anxiety, awe, awkwardness, boredom, calmness, confusion, craving, disgust, entrancement, excitement, fear, horror, interest, joy, nostalgia, relief, sadness, satisfaction, surprise, one by one I felt them all, again and again,

I was sinking again within these memories.

Deeper I went, more lost I felt, Overwhelmed by desires, I felt rationality fading away,

With little rationality left in me, I asked myself a question, Who am I? How many memories did I already see? 100s? 1000s? But were those memories mine? If I have no memories, can I call myself an individual?

-Fear!

Like 1000 of voices had just hollered at once, their voice echoed.

I loathe him! I detest him! I crave to kill them! Burn Them! Torture them! Burn them all! Brun them all!

What's this? It was like all the souls were crying with hostility.

-A world furnished with hypocrites! A world with Murderers!

All their voices kept reciting the same thing, again and again, without even realizing at a point I had recited their words.

-A World laden with anguish and suffering!

A World laden with anguish and suffering!

-A Cursed World!

A Cursed World!

-Destroy such a World!!

Destroy such a World!

At the stage where I was about to surrender all sanity, I heard a statement,

[Undead Evolution Complete]

The screaming disappeared, I came back into my body.

My body quivered as my mouth gasped for breath. Getting overwhelmed by such sentiments made me realize one thing, human beings are frightening creatures, all memories I saw, and desires I felt were of humans, loathe resentment, thinking about stuff like destroying everything, the moment I gained a bit of rationality.

Even after I left this dungeon, I had resolved that I would never get involved with their species. If I had been stuck inside there for one more minute, I would have gone psychotic.

After a while, my thoughts cleared a bit. That's when I spotted my hands had a very delicate layer of what looked like muscle tissues.

I grabbed my skull; it felt smooth, sense of feeling soft or hard. I did not have such a thing before. It was also cold inside the dungeon, I did not realize it before, but it was freezing cold.

There were not any significant differences in my body, particularly around some parts of my limbs and skull had some tissues develop, I did not have a part like a brain or internal organs, there was no change around my chest, it still the same was before, the golden orb present in between my chest could be seen distinctly, however, the part around my chest to crotch was wrapped in skin-like tissue, enclosing my stomach area, so was my back, a thin sheet of tissue covered my entirety of back below from the neck.

I understood what I had turned into, undead, like the ones the Necromancer summoned, half-alive, half-dead creature.

Not bad, there was no sense of happiness to be felt, but there was also no sense of loss. Undead seemed to be better than a giant skeleton or zombie.

Also, it seemed I gained new senses. For example, I could sense the rotting smell of dead ants coming from everywhere. I could feel when I touched something,

More than that, I wanted to test something.

I strengthen my hands, stretched my palms,

Remember her words, sense it, I sense it

feel it, I feel it

Then spread it around my palm

Atmospheric Pressure increased around my hand

Calm my mind and think about the nature of my mana, Nature of my mana? I wonder what that is?

I remembered the screams, Burn them all, they said, Burn them all.

Fire formed around my hand.

Now compress it. A small ball of fire formed around my palm.

Release it, Fireball!!

Hush! Bam!

The ball sliced the air and hit the Wall.

New Skill: [Fireball Level 1] Learned