"Kucha... Kucha..."

I was sitting around eating breakfast.

Beef jerky, one.

"Kucha, Kucha..."

Stare at the poisonous coloured Lizardmans.

They are all asleep in purple bubbles.

Behind it is the corpse of a four-legged lizard spread.

Before my left and right diagonal, two lying dragon zombies.

This one is discolored to purple as well.

Sometimes, things go up like groans.

"G, gi, ge... yeah, je... eh"

The seeping squeal of suffering.

An intervening life of personal will.

What makes it possible is - definite intent to kill.

I hear there's a ”kill” factor in me.

I narrow my eyes looking at the groaning demon.

Two dragon zombies.

Two, a rotten ugly face dabbled with his real parents.

Those guys were kicking me that day, round with their heads.

I think that was after dinner.

My dinner was mostly an extra meal for my parents.

Mothers have long had the habit of buying too much food into the supermarket.

My father and I used to quarrel because of it.

But thanks to that, the extra portion of the rice was my meal.

"He's a tough kid! Shit! If I cry more, I'll be damned. Funny! Hey! '

"Don't kill me, right? 'Cause the world's eyes are tough right now.'

"Ugh! If he died, he'd be dead, though! If I screw you, it's an accident, an accident! I don't know. I don't know. I can't cut through! Instead if this kid dies, don't you get plenty of incense or something!?

"So darling, I won't let you kick me either! Whoa! Whoa! Ooh! Does that hurt? Is it hard? But we, uh, endure the stress of harder days at work! I don't know. It's my job! So great, it is! You don't know anything about kids!? Whoa, whoa, whoa! Say something, Toka!? Die! Die! Die! '

It's a delicious dish! Gubbi, gubbi - pu ha! That's good! Keep it up and kill it! I'm so scared!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!? Shit! The one next door said, well, noise and shit, and he came to complain!

'Hey! If they call me a children's clinic or something because of you again, it's gonna be tough!

'Oh yeah...... yes ~ sorry ~! Quiet, Shima! Really, I'm sorry my kids are so loud.'

Itsuka, Kills.

Kill Sanite, kill Sarrell.

Me Ni, Mot ”Power” Gaareva.

What mockingbird tramples the "power” sae, Areva.

Kill Se.

inner naru how many kaga v. etekul.

Kill Se.

Kills.

Kill Cite, yall.

…………

Did I find out about the "intention to kill" at that time?

"Then you have to thank me."

To them.

For giving me the factor of intent to kill.

For cultivating my willingness to kill other creatures.

"If there's anything like going back to the original world... I might as well find it and go say a thank you..."

I can only thank my uncle and his wife.

This one is not ironic, I sincerely appreciate it.

My uncle and his wife made me "normal”.

You took care of me.

He taught me how to pluck people.

He taught me a kind heart.

What I really want to thank is my uncle and his wife for picking me up and raising me.

"... kind heart, huh"

Blurry view of the demons.

The first to go deadly was a four-legged lizard.

This killing method of waiting for even death from poison.

"Gee, ga!? Gu Ye -"

[Level increased]

There is no refreshment or anything.

It's a terrible sight.

For example, genocide.

Yes, I did.

Terrible act.

A totally missing act of kindness.

"Huh, guh..."

Tears are overflowing.

"Damn... what the hell is this... eh"

At this time, I finally suffer from the horror and misery of my actions.

I thought you would.

"Don't"

With (...) ru (...), and (...) na (...) i (...).

Tears fall from my eyes.

I was surprised at how heartless I felt.

It was the tears that overflowed the surprise.

Was I ”poisoned”?

Did the resistance to killing go to ”sleep”?

Did your decent sensibilities for killing ”paralyze” you?

I don't think so.

I don't know what I'm afraid of.

Wipe the tears.

"Huh..., -"

Exhale thinly.

The tears are gone.

"How, hey"

This is what happened while we were competing for survival here.

I just have to accept it.

Accept me now.

The new me...

Toca Mimoli.

You're trying to kill me.

I'm trying to kill you, too.

Really simple to cook (rules).

For his own (Honmi) intent to kill - relentlessly ravage, decide.

Staring at each other with dark darkness.

"Oh."

Apparently, I'm not afraid of you anymore.

The darkness I feared may now have become a friend in hand.

"Gih! Gyee!"

"What!?

"Gugya!? Gee!?

The voice of the disconnected demon going in chains.

Lizardman, one breath after the other.

Chorus of Death.

"Oh, geez..."

"Higi, eh, eh, eh..."

Looks like Dragon Zombies have done their best too.

Miserable, poisonous sight.

On the way up to the area after this, I'll remember...

[Level increased]

That my mouth end was shaping a grin at this time.

[LV549 LV665]