I Kinda Came to Another World, but Where’s the Way Home?

Revenge was my reason to live.

By this time three years ago, I was in a small village in a certain one country, and I don't know if it was a good couple... but we had quite a few friendly and very happy days.

My wife's name is Michelle. She was a strong, and kind woman.

He wasn't particularly cute in appearance, but he was popular in the village, so much so that he accidentally shouted when he proposed to him and got an OK. He even thought he was the cutest face in the world, blushing his cheeks and saying he liked him.

When I took the ritual of marriage, everyone in the village celebrated it. Friends who seep tears and slap their hands, or women who bring tea in. I've always been stupid, but I thought you were my best friend.

But happiness didn't last long.

That was the day I was out hunting with some of the village men.

Everyone rejoiced, including me, because I went away a little and hunted a lot of prey. I was just returning to the village with the triumph of the brave.

And a few men who were out hunting saw...

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Gucci, Gucci, and vivid, it was a black monster on the way to eating and scattering one of the villagers in the heart of a burning village, echoing the sound of eating a thousand pieces of meat.

An erupting pitch-black temper, red eyes shimmering in its center.

At a glance. I am the world's most famous natural disaster class (A-rank) demon… "Red Night".

And the next moment, I was driven by anxiety and impatience like a gush from the core of my body.

"... Michelle... Michelle!!

Is my wife safe?

That came first. My feet rushed out naturally. On my way, a little house where me and Michelle live. Burning flames spread throughout the village, and the flames are burning all the houses. Our house doesn't leak like an example.

And the moment I saw Michelle standing up in front of that burning house, I was dodgy and weak. Alive, that's all I ever thought of this tragedy as a tragedy. While I was selfish enough to wonder if I should be the only one, I thought so.

"... DRAN... Everyone... Everyone is dead... Oyoch, Rococo... Everyone, everyone...!!

"Michelle......!

Michelle noticed me saying that in tears. I embraced her in flames.

The coal painted face gets messed up with tears and gets my clothes squeezed wet. She, who was usually carefree, seemed to be only able to cry weakly at the sight of this tragedy.

And I think. With a hug, think.

I heard it from afar, the screaming of someone in the manhood. I ran out before he noticed me, and I came here to be safe, but the man I left behind was noticed by him. My heart hurts, but I was so calm that I was scared.

"Michelle... let's run... you can't stand up to me, get out of this village... let's do it again somewhere else...!

"Doran... but this is where we were born...! They're all dead... I can't believe I'm the only one who survived...!

"Still, I am! Only you... I want you to live... you don't have to resent me, you don't have to speak for the rest of your life...! Get away from me...!

Michelle, who can think of her hometown and think of people, was not on board to escape from here. But I know how that feels, and I don't think I have a choice because I'm telling you to survive alone.

But still, I wanted Michelle to live. Hated or resented, I wanted you to live.

And you got my word to Michelle, as she devoured her teeth, overflowing her tears even more, and Michelle snorted.

I'm relieved you understand. Under these circumstances, my grin leaked all the time.

- Now, Michelle alone can survive.

So relieved. I did, and I...

"Huh! Dolan!!

"Become -!?"

When Michelle looks behind me, she pushes my body away as she blues her face, out front.

And - its luxurious body was torn apart by the hands of the 'Red Night' that was looming behind it.

The sight in front of me seemed slow as time was moving slowly. Michelle suffered a huge scratch like she was torn with her fingernails from shoulder to hip. The impact of the attack blows me away, spilling a lot of blood.

And Michelle's face turned to me. She laughed when she said she was injured. Laugh, I was watching too.

"D...... run............ love it......!

Only the words were clearly heard in the sight of the slow passage of time.

It's the feeling that Michelle's life ends. In front of me, the light goes out of Michelle's eyes, hits my weakened body, pushes it down and falls over me.

My body also fell to the ground and I could see that Michelle's body temperature was getting less and less passing over her clothes.

Don't, don't... don't disappear, don't, don't disappear, don't die, please, please don't take my... my precious mon... don't take it away from me...!

Falling down, I looked up at the sky staring at the black smoke produced by the burning fire and prayed so with my eyes open. With a fall, I couldn't move. I just couldn't accept reality in vain.

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But at the edge of my sight, I could see a black monster eating Michelle's body covered in my body.

Stop, don't eat, my important, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't...!!!

Inside, I screamed many times for you to stop.

But my body doesn't move. My body couldn't move in fear with the red eyes of the nearby monster. I didn't have the courage to stand up to this monster now that I had no more power to fight or anything to protect.

And

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

I made a cry that didn't sound like a voice. In the sound of a mess eating meat, I was desperate for reality with a scream plundering like the sound of air leaking out. Desperate for the world. Losing my beloved man, I despaired of everything.

And I waited for a monster who was powerless and weak and ate Michelle's body to scratch my life out.

At least with my beloved...... I wanted to die here.

Even though it is -!!

That monster never ate me.

When he shook his body to his satisfaction, he let Michelle go in a state of eating and left the scene. I was protected by Michelle, and I survived.

I survived......!!

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Now it's time for me to scream.

I wept and cried like a child in a burning village. Embracing Michelle's wreckage, which turned into a bloody meat mass, I learned to be angry with the world, with God, as to why I had survived.

"Why! Why did you let me live? I wanted to die with Michelle!!

Scream. I screamed before a reality that didn't change. I screamed so badly that my throat was slit.

Regret, grief, anger, loss, all sorts of emotions swirl around my chest, scratching my head. I left myself to madness and wanted to throw everything at me already.

"...................................................................................................!

With a withered voice, like a groan, I... I said that, I lost my mind.

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And when I woke up with my eyes. The village burned out and the blue clear sky came into view.

I remember everything, and when I carefully lay down the wreckage of Michelle I was holding, I get up and look over the village.

Burning down, the remains of a village where everything was swallowed up by flames and disappeared, and the unbroken remains of a devoured scattered villager. I was the only one alive.

"... is... a..."

Trying to say something, I remembered that my throat was dry and I stopped.

Suddenly, I fluttered out of it, and when I realized it, I was sitting in front of a massive grave.

The sun is setting. Apparently, I was unconsciously building a grave for everyone. The grave in front of you must be Michelle's grave. I don't know whose grave it is, but somehow, I found that the grave in front of me belonged to Michelle.

……

It was silent. I didn't think about it, I was in front of Michelle's grave, just remembering that tragedy.

A monster of temper, a dead friend, a burning village, Michelle who protected me, and me who survived. Repeated recollections, and mundane springs, have been hatred and anger at that grumpy monster.

And since then, I have sworn vengeance for that 'Red Night'.

Even now, I can remember like I did yesterday. The anger of that time, the humiliation of that day.

"-Rosu... whoa... kill... yep... do it!

Born hatred accelerates and dyes my head red. I even hated that red, but I appreciated the bright red stained thought.

Now, don't forget if you don't like it. Wait, 'Red Night'... I will definitely kill you...!!

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- And time returns to the present.

What I was told is still stuck in my chest.

The thought, which had been stained bright red for three years, was now as bright as it burned out.

"... I thought you were gonna kill me..."

Standing up in the hallway of the inn, I sighed with my head.

Leila Vermillion. The "Red Night" Ten Himself that day, the worst demon.

I knew that monster was in front of me, and I tried to kill him right after I finished the fight with Baldur. I tried to kill him. Pull out your sword, now is the time for revenge, I thought.

Yet I couldn't move when I rushed up tight and saw that demon smiling happily like a normal girl, like a maiden in love.

No matter why I lost my beloved, I thought you seemed happy. This is what I thought, backwards of blood on my head.

- Isn't what I'm trying to do with what I've been hit with?

Because what's the difference between that demon and me?

I remember the three years I spent trying to get revenge.

"... empty... my 3 years... where is it worth it...!

I couldn't remember. It's just that the adventurer hears and laughs, sharpening his skills to kill something, polishing his weapon, building his strength. 'Freedom', isn't it?

Trapped in revenge, caged in my shell, what the hell was it worth before me?

Everything I was told tough was shooting at me. I couldn't get revenge, I was scared, and I couldn't move the same way I did that day with the grudges that killed Michelle and the others.

"It's nothing like that day... I'm still weak"

Squeeze, bite your teeth.

That's why I wanted you to stop. I wanted a reason to stop revenge. I didn't realize I was scared, and I wanted a reason why you stopped revenge because you convinced me to.

Because if I don't, I'll just be a coward.

But tough guy figured out all my ideas like that. After spotting him, he had no sympathy, no sentiment, no tough relationship with Doran there, just stuck to reality.

I was a coward.

"... tough... you got one too? I've lost someone important..."

If so, aren't you hard? Don't you regret it? Isn't that painful? Why are you laughing at me like that? How can you be so strong when reality is ruthless and cruel?

"... I'll be back tomorrow"

Maybe you're not hearing me, but that's what I'm gonna say and put the spot behind me.

Tomorrow, I'll put an end to my three years. Let's tell Leila Vermillion everything. Right in the front, let's hit it. I don't know what will happen. But I have to settle for everything. If I don't, Michelle, the villagers, and most importantly, me, won't get bullied.

- Let's end this.

But there's nothing to forgive. It's not like there's no more resentment. Hatred doesn't go away. It's not like anger will subside.

Still, Michelle's not coming back. It's not like the village is coming back. It's not like three years is coming back.

"I'm sorry, Michelle... you can hate me. I'm a coward..."

With my disgust for myself and my guilt on my back, I shrugged so.