Seeing that guy leave felt like we already won, but soon my eyes started to flicker, and feeling this sudden dizziness, I tried to take a corner but fell miserably on the ground and saw that everything started to feel heavy.
Feeling danger, I tried to unseal my real stats, but my voice wasn’t rushing out of my throat, and seeing everything collapsing, a strange kind of darkness started covering my eyes, which was now making me feel the same vulnerable man who came to this world by a contract with Raja, but now everything started to feel the same as before.
And soon my eyes opened, and I saw that I was working in the same kind of office, and my life again continued like that company’s slave, while coworkers were also the same, and it felt as if I had just been sleeping for a very long time, and I was again back to the same previous life.
Feeling that everything was a dream started to make me feel like nothing, as I tried to summon my wanderer box, but instead of seeing my system, I saw the same very dream, the same average office worker, and returned to my same dark world, and seeing it felt a strange kind of pain in my heart.
As if seeing the reality was way too sour for me, but seeing this reality felt much more reasonable, as these isekai and reincarnations surely only existed in novels and mangas, and my life wasn’t a mere book for any bastard to just lie on their comfy sofa or bed to read it and judge my actions.
But I wished my life also could turn into someone’s texts, where his mere one word could shift me from this soul-shattering reality to a fucking dream world.
And seeing the reality was making me pretty mad, so in my frustration I took out my cigarettes and began to light one, and while taking a puff of it, I was making myself feel like nothing but a burden on my life.
All the memories of that so-called dream were crushing my soul, but deep down, I knew that those things couldn’t be real, as there’s no way for people like me to get such a miracle.
Our life was still the same; it was feeling same empty, and we were seeing the same boss, who giving us overwork and expect us to spend 16 hours in shift of 8 hours.
Well, it was just an average day for us, but feeling how shitty my life was brought me to the washroom, and feeling the smoke of cigarettes while coughing and realizing how much it crushed my internal organs, and still deep down, I was looking for ways to kill myself.
So after spending my time in the washroom and smoking more than 20, I came out and started to work, well, feeling that the work was surely the same as before and running out of the office might be the only way, so I started to rush towards home, feeling that I was in a dream.
But no matter how many times, I screamed my lungs out, and I wasn’t able to feel the energy of the system, as my weak body was still the same as ever, not a muscular body, just an average daily life body. And as soon as I returned to my parents, these guys surely were the same, just looking for me when they needed anything.
Well, that’s human personality for you, but entering my room and seeing the same things that I thought would have been gone by now was the same as before: the bottle of drinks, the wrapper of snacks, and then my PC for my games and other stuff.
Thinking about how I was living and now how I am living surely was pushing me over the edge, but could I even? It’s not like I was some kind of big hotshot in this world, just an average office worker living a pretty boring life; and soon finding no other thing, I turned on my PC and saw my stuff was still the same as before.
So I turned on the game and saw something strange, as I was seeing my entire life in another world, like an average character getting an item that made me pretty awesome, and then went around with my people, seeing the same events of my life in front of my own eyes.
Made me feel pretty vulnerable, as now at least I knew that life wasn’t a dream and it should be the work of a pretty big hotshot, and he must have attacked me the moment I had my guard down, and now I was feeling that it was all more like a trap that hotshot must have used.
As I was seeing that the game was showing my life pretty greatly, I started to watch it and thought that this thing could tell me what happened in the other world, so seeing the hero’s quest and then brother’s and then water nation and then the town of thugs, it wasn’t leaving anything censored and was even showing the brothel scenes with pretty good graphics, and soon it came to those demon guys.
And it was even showing the same quarrel and the same resolving, and then it moved to the elven nation, and finally it showed some darkness in my eyes when I collapsed, and Otaku was trying hard to bring me back, but every attempt failed because of some unknown reason, as everyone in the nation was worried for me.
And thinking about Michael was pushing them over the edge, and seeing everyone worried and thinking about cures for this strange disease, one thing was sure: that this wasn’t a disease but a curse, and the issue was, who could even cast such a curse? And there’s no way Otaku couldn’t dispel it unless a being higher than him cursed me, but there’s no way that a high deity could even think about me.
Seeing it, I was feeling pretty insane, and somewhat it was not making any sense, and such a curse! There’s no fucking way that a high-level god or whatever he or she was would mess with me, a mere wanderer.
So seeing it surely was feeling pretty messed up, but I felt that there should be something like a loophole in this entire curse thing, so I just had to search for it.
