I Come From the Abyss to Save Humanity Today V1C4

     

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4. I Turned into… a Girl?!

lI'm afraid I might have to die again.

It seems that the swordsman has already determined my death and did not continue to strike me down, instead turning to leave.

I saw his last look at me. It was like a relief that everything would eventually return to calm.

No hatred, no anger, no pity, no regret.

"Is… it… my… mistake?"

The words were so weak and humble, almost inaudible.

Yet the swordsman turned around in an instant, his eyes wide.

"You can speak the human language?!" The swordsman's tone was slightly out of character, as if something inconceivable had happened before him, shocking him beyond measure.

Yes, probably because I devoured the soul of a human.

"I… what… am I."

It's funny, I'm about to die, yet I still care about this question.

But I just wanted an answer.

As expected, there was no response.

My body was gradually disintegrating, turning into tiny black ashes.

The ashes scattered, emitting a faint white light, casting a desolate color over the small space shrouded in black smoke.

The swordsman's face, hidden in the ashes, was complex and somewhat unclear.

My vision was also blurring. An extreme sense of fatigue came over me, and my eyelids grew heavier.

"Do… you not know what you are?"

The swordsman finally spoke.

"I… don't know… I… don't want to hurt… why…"

"I… don't know… why…"

I closed my eyes.

…………

I'm dying again, huh.

This "again" is used very subtly.

But I really feel like I can't be saved anymore.

Oh well, if I die, I die. It's better this way, no need to think about anything.

No worries, no troubles. No pain, no sadness.

And no need to be a monster that nobody likes.

When I was human, no one understood me, and after dying and coming back to life like this…

Of course, even fewer people would understand, that's common sense.

Actually, if I think about it, maybe it's not always the fault of others.

If I had spent more time communicating properly with my parents…

If I had shared my troubles instead of keeping them to myself, if I had talked to them instead of taking everything on by myself…

Maybe there would have been a good ending.

The moment I jumped off the rooftop, I realized that choosing death was actually a cowardly act, just an irresponsible escape.

Escaping all the pain and dissatisfaction, escaping all the problems I should have faced myself.

My parents must be very sad now. They might even blame themselves for my death and feel guilty for the rest of their lives.

Thinking about this, I actually regret it.

But now, thinking about these things is useless.

So is that why, after I died, I became a monster that couldn't communicate with people?

Is this a punishment for my immaturity?

…………

If I were given another chance, I would definitely, definitely not choose to escape again.

No matter how much hardship and pain, I would live well.

I wonder if I'll see Xiaoxi again after I die this time. She must be waiting for me in that world, right? Will she scold me?

That silly girl, following me, a complete failure, and still being happy every day. Being with her, even I would be brought to happiness.

Really, should I say she's too simple-minded, or just completely heartless?

For her, happiness might be a very simple thing, right?

I envy such people.

Hmm… I miss the preserved egg and lean meat porridge she made, although when we were together, it was the same porridge every morning, almost annoyingly so.

Haha.

Tsk, why is it so noisy around here? Can't they let me die in peace?

…………

Why am I thinking about all these messy things?

Wait, that's not right, how can I still think?

Eh? Can I still hear sounds?

How strange.

There's an itch on my face, I reach out to scratch it…

…………

?!?!?!?!

Alright, I've realized it.

I'm not dead yet.

So I'm not dead after all! What's going on? I clearly saw my body turn to ashes, right? Although I couldn't become fertilizer for nature, that's as dead as it gets, isn't it?

And now, not only am I still alive, but it seems the pain in my body is gone too.

???????

Right, what about that swordsman? Why can't I hear him anymore? He didn't discover me just now, did he? Does he think I'm really dead? So should I… continue to play dead?

…………

Or… maybe I should sneak a peek with one eye first?

One, two, three, go.

I cautiously opened one eye.

And then I saw him, the swordsman still standing in his place, his face, which had been calm and composed, now wore an expression as if he had seen a ghost, staring at me unblinkingly, his mouth agape.

Oops, he's spotted me!

I quickly closed my eye again and lay still on the ground.

“……”

“……Hey.”

“……”

“Stop pretending, you can understand me, right?”

“……” If I respond now, I lose!

The atmosphere was just right, like the grand finale of an epic saga, the hero finally slaying the monster, turning to face the forthcoming cheers. Isn't that how the story should go? If he finds out I'm playing dead… Although it's not my intention, the thought is just too embarrassing!

Besides, I might be a bit outmatched in a fight.

After all, I'm just a monster, isn't this fine?

Praying silently, hoping not to be discovered, not to be discovered, not to be discovered…

“……”

Crackle.

“Ah!”

Feeling a sharp electric shock on my behind, I immediately sprung up from the ground, stepping back into a defensive stance, frowning at the swordsman in front of me.

Then I reached out with my right hand… and rubbed my behind, which was a bit sore.

Huh, why is my behind so smooth… huh, why has the bearded swordsman gotten taller?

No, that's not right, why have I gotten shorter?

Also, why can my right arm move? Where's the wound? And my arm…

I looked at my arm, the skin was as delicate and smooth as white jade, like that of a newborn baby.

It's normal skin!

Huh, huh huh huh!?

Could it be that I've turned back into a human?

I immediately felt an itch of curiosity mixed with a bit of excitement, wanting to thoroughly check if I had really turned back into a human. But with a formidable enemy in front of me, my gaze could only lock onto him to prevent a sudden attack.

“You…”

“You… don’t speak, let me… think.”

The swordsman was about to speak but I quickly interrupted him, my eyes still fixed on him, pondering.

The black smoke swirling around the swordsman and me almost completely isolated us from the outside world. I couldn't see outside, and those outside probably couldn't see the situation inside. The black smoke serpents I had released earlier, which had a faint connection, were now completely undetectable, probably having dissipated when I "died" just now, right?

Those knights who are still alive must be waiting outside the black smoke, waiting for an outcome, right? They don't know what's happening inside. The smoke is deadly on contact, they dare not force their way through, so now it's just me and the swordsman in a standoff. But I'm a bit worried about that old man in the robe, not knowing if he has any new tricks up his sleeve.

But speaking of which, this swordsman doesn't seem to be very afraid of the black smoke. When he stabbed at my chest earlier, he did come into contact with the smoke, but he doesn't seem to be affected.

Right, the wound on my chest!

I hurriedly felt around my chest… no wound! Hmm? What's this? Why are there two small, soft… things!?

My brows furrowed, and I stared seriously at the swordsman, whose eyes seemed to be growing more mischievous, my mind in turmoil.

I realized things might be beyond my imagination.

…Deep breath, relax.

With some disbelief, as if to confirm once more, my hands trembled slightly as I gently grasped the softness at my chest.

“Mmm…” A tingling sensation came over me, and I couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!!

Vaguely aware of the current situation, my emotions began to crumble, and a million metaphorical horses galloped through my mind. Completely ignoring the swordsman's mocking gaze, I quickly looked down at my body. A blur of white, a bare body, a bare behind, a slender waist, the fullness at my chest that could be grasped with a hand, and the bare valley between my legs…

Where's my brother!?

My! Brother! Where is it!!!

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!

For a moment, I thought it would have been better to just die earlier.

Although I had said before that I wanted to be a woman after reincarnation.

But that was a TM joke! Don't take it seriously! And this body isn't a loli either!!!

My mentality is shattered, my face ashen.

“Cough cough, since you're not dead, let's talk for a bit.”

The swordsman spoke again, sheathing his sword at his waist and actually sat down cross-legged on the spot, looking as if he had me figured out.

I recovered from the shock of near death and let out a slight sigh of relief. This swordsman is truly formidable, and I admit to being somewhat afraid of him.

Now is not the time for idle thoughts; I must adjust my mood and think of a way out of this predicament. It seems, for the moment, he intends to call a truce.

But I can't let my guard down; perhaps he's trying to deceive me, waiting for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow?

His hand still rests on the hilt of his sword, not yet fully relaxed.

"You… won't… hurt… me? Uh…"

It's only then that I notice the voice that comes out is softer and sweeter than expected, with a slightly sticky pronunciation. Even though I was prepared, it still startles me.

Alright, now I'm almost certain. As much as I don't want to admit it, I have indeed, probably, maybe, not necessarily? In any case, I've turned into a girl.

I long to stand in the howling wind and weep… to shed two lines of parting tears for my beloved little brother.

Damn you, heavens! You play such cruel games! Not letting me die is one thing, but to turn me into a monster, to be greeted upon birth with a fireball to the face, followed by a beating, and now to turn me into a girl!?

WQNMLGB.

Wait a minute.

I'm stark naked, and this bearded swordsman has been staring at me since just now. Doesn't that mean he's seen everything!?

If I were still a man, it wouldn't matter, but now… Realizing this, I quickly crossed my legs and wrapped my arms tightly around my chest, glaring at him.

"...First, put on some clothes," the swordsman says with an odd look, tossing his pure white cloak towards me.

"Uh…" I hurriedly wrap it around myself, making sure I'm completely covered and no longer exposed. Only then do I look up to meet the swordsman's gaze again, feeling an unexpected warmth on my face.

Damn it, Chen Yuxuan, why are you blushing like a fool, as if you've never seen a woman or a man before!?

Your current state of mind is so TM strange!!

"Ha ha ha ha, you actually feel shy! Are you really a monster from the abyss?"

The swordsman seems amused by my reaction, laughing heartily as if he's found an interesting toy.

Laugh it up.

Watching the swordsman's wide grin, I wish I could turn back into a monster and smash his face with a fist as big as a sandbag.

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