Life x Tragedy
1892 Words
Being reincarnated in another world is a unique experience. Well, mostly my daily routine is repetitive, I still don't know why it seem to be missing something. If I think of myself as the protagonist in a series or story, there is a big chance that I will be the OP protagonist.
Well if ignored, I experience the things of a protagonist. Hoho. Over-powered ability, check! Intact past-life memory, check. But there still seems to be something missing. If I think about it, what I lack is...
CHILDHOOD FRIEND!
But how am I going to have that. I don't go out of the house because I don't know how to get along with other people. The only ones I can talk to every day are my parents. When my parents' friends visit, only cute aunts are babying or petting to me--- even if I don't want to.
How can I have it? Ugh! Just forget about it. Important is your alive! I should no longer think that my life is a fantasy series, given the fact that I am in the fantasy world. Maybe I should stop thinking about what a protagonist should have. Well, I'm not the protagonist. Just living my life bruh.
"Julie, what do you want brother, brother or sister?"
I came back to reality when my father suddenly asked me. I was just thinking. Obviously I wanted to have a younger sister.
"Anything is okay, but it would be better if we were a girl so we could have a princess." I answer. I accompanied my father to stroke my mother's stomach.
"Hoho, me too." As chidly says father.
"You, Mom, what do you want?"
"Why should I choose, it's just a blessing to us. And one more thing, it's one of the things that can be chosen" Mother's answer was reasonable.
She was right again. My father and I are very stupid.
Surprisingly, my father and I continued to exchange attacks. At least once I can hit him, I can only defend and avoid my father's turn once. Men! When am I going to suffer with this little body. I want to grow up.
"Julie."
Oh yeah, my dad called me. Even though their nickname sounds like a girl to me, I'm used to it.
"Do you want to be a good brother?" There was no weight in his breaths. Well, given that he doesn't get tired when I train.
"There's no need to ask that." I answer proudly.
I dodged my father's cut so I tried to attack him from above now that his sword was down. But before I could hit him, the wooden sword that my father had used quickly came back from below as a reason to throw my sword. As a reflex, I lowered my leg to kick his foot. Even though my leftovers aren't strong yet, that's okay. I rolled quickly behind him so that his sword would not hit me.
"Ohoy! You're still kid when you attack but in a good way. Hahahaha. You look like a half man right now."
Sub-consciously, I think I'm no longer young. But if I think about it, I'm really young. I think I was 17 in my previous life. So I guess it's better for me to think that I'm young because this is my new life ... The mess!
"It's like you're treating me like a drinking bud."
"My son might get angry if I treat him like a baby."
We still continued sparring. All I feel is thirsty and tired. I was also short of air but I was still able to stand.
"So, what's your job?" Of course, I haven't asked that yet.
I was hit on the side after I asked. Ugh! It hurts like crazy. I'm still young so please go easy on me.
"Nothing." My jaw almost dropped at the tone when he said that. That doesn't seem like a big deal to him.
"I wasn't surprised before, but are we rich?"
Given the fact that our house is small and right in the village, the chances are small. But wait, maybe my parents who are rich have a hidden identity and just want to stay in a simple and peaceful place.
Hey ... I can't help but dream.
"No."
Okay. Wish not granted.
"Let's get here first. Let's practice again tomorrow." He announced that we would stop sparring.
My father continued to talk. "I used to be an adventurer."
I'm used to it. No matter what angle I look at it from, I shouldn't be embarrassed by such words because it's our language, it's bad if I laugh in my own language. But slight. I was hypocritical. But couldn't remove the fact that it's cliche to hear it.
"But now we seem to have a lot of money." My father laughed a little at what I said.
"We're not rich but we have money. Before we lived on the same roof as your mother and you were born, we spent five years keeping the money we use today."
Oh my. I couldn't help but be amazed at five years.
"Five years?" I repeat.
My father nodded before continuing. "Yes. We used B-class adventurer so we've accumulated a lot because of the fluent quest grant."
"Woah."
To my amazement, I couldn't help but listen to their story. Adventurer/traveler... Cool. Mostly it only happens in fantasy but now I have a great chance to experience it.
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THIRD PERSON'S POV
It was getting dark outside, and young Julian was asleep. But his two parents are still awake. Worried, they talked about what they would do. It is also obvious on their face that there is a problem.
"Are you serious there?"
Julian's mother asked worriedly. The father just nodded before making sure.
"Yeah, after all if we pay attention... Julian isn't young when he acts. He seems more mature than his age."
"But... No matter what we think of him, he's still young." Concerned mother's promise.
"I'm always here. And of course I'm not leaving, but I also can't help but worry that he or either of us might get caught. How can he-"
The mother just sighed.
"The youngest hasn't been born yet." The father caressed the mother's stomach, which had not yet swelled a little.
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Julian Limbrun's POV
I was still looking in the mirror. I looked closely at the shirt with a brown-colored cloak that was too short to reach an elbow. As amazing as it looks, I avoid revealing that I feel cool with what I'm wearing.
The one that I'm wearing is complimenting on my medium tanned skin. And I checked again the mirror. Gentle face with auburn eyes and light brown hair. I couldn't help but smile at my handsomeness. Hoho. Be careful ladies. When my body matures, I'm sure...
We left the house and walked into the woods. Dad wore the same cloak design. Is this cloak for camouflage?
"So, why do I have to go hunting with you?"
I will complain to the authorities... If there is. Maybe the society here is nobles-commoners type. Where can I complain? In the palace? To the king? Just where did I left my brain of course I can't complain!
"This is your practice."
"Why do I need it?"
My father did not answer. Silence enveloped us as we walked into the forest. When we got there, we went further into the depths of the forest and suddenly stopped.
"Here. Look at that boar. With that size, you can catch it. But for now, just watch it first." Dad ordered before he slowly approached the average-sized boar.
When my father was just around the corner, he quickly cut the boar before it could react.
I was amazed at what I saw. It was also one I had never experienced in my previous life. Are there different ways to hunt?
"You can use an ax, bow, or sword. It's just important that you can kill it. Also look around you in case you can't kill and someone jumps in, back off immediately."
"But you still haven't said the reason-"
Before I could finish what I was saying suddenly something exploded from the direction of the town. I noticed, my father's face became uneasy. I know, my father was worried about my mother, as well as me.
"No. Why did they come right away..." The apprehension was obvious in his voice but I felt like my father knew what had happened.
"Julian, hurry up." No doubt my father ran away immediately. I immediately complied even though I did not yet know what was going on.
As soon as I came out of the forest I saw thick smoke reaching the sky. I immediately felt the heat from the fires in the homes. I can also see my father's back running closer to our house.
There is chaos going on here with us. What's going on? Monster attack? Terrorist? I'm worried something might happen to you, Mom.
But when we got home. Suddenly my father stopped in front of the door. I peeked to find out what he saw to stop.
"Mom!"
Blood. There was a lot of blood on the floor. No. Mom is pregnant so something might have happened. I looked at my father but did not notice any emotion.
There were tears in his eyes.
I look back at the floor. Lots of blood.
Where is Mom?
I tried to enter but was stopped by, Father. My tears are leaking. Maybe something happened to Mom.
"Papa!" I complained. But he does not budge. He was looking elsewhere. And I turned around I think there.
Human-shaped but pyramid-headed. The body is blurring and constantly... glitch?
"Run!"
I don't know what to do. I was just stunned as I looked at my screaming father. I can not move.
I came back to reality when I was thrown out. My jaw hurts. What's that punch?
"Run! Get out of here!"
"Dad! Mom!"
"Run!"
I flinched when the human-shaped glitch came out. I tried to speak but no voice came out. I pointed out the glitch but it was all too late.
Dad was stabbed from behind. Blood flowed to his chest and mouth.
I can not move. No voice came out.
The glitch was approaching me but I lacked the strength. I saw in front of me what happened to me--- to Dad. But when I looked at Dad, I only saw a pool of blood. My father's body is missing. He was devoured.
In fear, I tried to make fire but I could not control the mana in my body. I'm scared. But no one will help me.
The glitch was close to me but before he could get close to me I felt heat and pain in my back. I looked at my chest as there's a warm liquid flowing from it.
"Guk!"
I'm coughed up blood. There was a stab that slipped from my back past my chest. Blood... Heat... And pain.
My body was weakening and I was losing my breath.
Mom... Dad... My younger sibling... I thinks it's the end of my life...
I'm coming after you... I want to be with you again. With my family. Please! Please! Please!
And...
I lost my sight before I knew I was unconscious.
- Writer
