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Night Of Tragedy
Author note : Warning : Gore content.
Tragic scenes will continue, so please prepare yourself emotionally.
I can’t believe this. But I have no choice but to believe this. www.ihavesinnedtranslation.com
I checked my hands so many times with the light from the moon. It’s not the soft, white hands of a child. These were the cracked fingers of a man who had worked so many years in farming.
My field of view was also high. This man is much larger and muscular, even compared to my body in my previous life. His body also seems to have stout body, and his movements are very smooth. But, he’s extremely hungry.
So right now, I just took over his body? I can only think of it that way. But it seems that I could only take over his body. Other things the man had, like his memories, skills, and other things, were not included.
So, that means. The thing before.....the rainbow-colored mist floating at the place where the man was standing.....was his soul?
I heard the sound of the wicket gate opening. I was startled and looked back.
From the gap in the door, a woman is looking this way. Is that this man’s wife? I’m sure she is. Now that the 「meat」 has arrived, she must want this man to quickly butcher it. And that’s not all. She is probably also worried that her husband is hogging the ‘meat’ to himself.
What should I do?
After thinking for 2, 3 seconds I gestured to her, waving my hand to tell her to go back inside the house. Then I drew out the machete from my waist and pretended to enter the cattle shed. Then the wicket gate was closed.
After checking that with the corner of my eye, I silenced my footsteps as I left the cattle shed and sneaked away from the property. I unintentionally start running.
My cold sweat can’t stop streaming. What to do. I took over this man’s body, but I still can’t speak. I have known this man’s name since I saw his face earlier. But if you ask me to impersonate this man, of course, that’s impossible. What should I do with this situation?
No, that’s not it. That’s not it. Right now, this man’s body is taken over, so where did his soul go?
That rainbow-colored mist. Also, what I wished for was the power to cut and graft. This man’s soul was cut off from his body. So, where does the soul go when it loses its form?
……it means, I killed someone.
Perhaps even the person being killed was not aware of it himself. He shouldn’t even feel any pain. This man’s soul it must be climbing that dark cliff. Then passing that purple great hall.....I wonder where and how he will be reborn this time? www.ihavesinnedtranslation.com
What would the wife and children in that house think if they knew about this fact? Would they hate me? Or, would they rather be thankful to me?
I’m scared. I killed someone. I killed someone. I killed him.
「……!」
A wave of fear surges through my chest. A little more, and I would have screamed.
The only reason I was able to suppress it was because I noticed the sounds coming from the surrounding house.
「……uuaa……gyaabh……」
Faint screams were leaking out from the gaps in the wooden buildings. Immediately following that was a low thudding sound. And there wasn’t just one.
I was just one of the victims tonight. Families all around were exchanging children and killing them. And will serve as food for the time being. Since that was agreed on, naturally, the same thing happens in each household.
This is stupid. They have gone mad. Why do they have to go to such lengths?
A tremor shook me from deep within my body. Without thinking, I started running to the outside of the village.
I don’t know the reason but I rushed back to my family’s house, a place where I had been some time ago. I should have been able to realize it without checking each one, but I still couldn’t help but check it. www.ihavesinnedtranslation.com
No, perhaps I want to think that my family might be different. That can’t be the case.
The entrance was pitch dark. There was not a single sound. And it was unnaturally so.
The desire to look and not to look mix together. Even so, I stealthily took a step forward.
I can see a light in the back. That’s the kitchen. I heard the sound of something hard hitting something else intermittently. Thump, thump.....and as I got closer, a smell of something I know, an unpleasant smell hit my nose. It’s blood.
I tripped over a bottle lying in the dark. It was knocked down by my food, hit the floor, and broke with a loud sound. At that moment, the two people crouching in the kitchen looked back.
There was a living hell right there.
A naked boy with his head turned the wrong direction was there, looking up at the dark ceiling. The head is congested with blood, and his tongue hangs out limply out. In contrast, there are 2, 3 red gashes in his chest, but those are probably the fatal wounds. There was not a lot of blood flowing out from there, so it must have been made after his death. The carpet of blood that spread on the floor was because the neck was almost cut in two, and the limbs had been cut from the base.
And my father, he looked at me while crouching and holding a machete in one hand covered in fresh, red blood. My mother was burning a lot of woodchips in the brazier and glared at me with a furious facial expression.
「Wa……waaaaaaa!」
「Hi, hyaaaaa!」
I couldn’t help but scream at my father’s roar.
Seeing me, my father stood up, raised his machete, and turned around. I stepped back in fea,r but he kept coming closer.
Dangerous, this is dangerous. I don’t know what’s going on, but he’s coming after me. I didn’t come here to steal their 「food」. I have no such intention. I haven’t even pulled out the machete on my waist. Instead, I have stepped back to the entrance. And yet, he makes no attempt to return to that pool of blood despite breathing heavily.
「Haa……hahyaa」
I rolled out under the moonlight while letting out incoherent groans with a cracked voice. Right, I literally rolled out. It was something trivial, I just walked back, I couldn’t calm down, and tumbled backwards. www.ihavesinnedtranslation.com
「Gaaaaaa!」
Seeing a huge chance, my father shouted. And he sprang up, trying to kill me. He swung down the large machete forcefully.
Before I knew it, I had closed my eyes. I feel a slight pain in my left arm’s pinky. It looks like I was recklessly waving my arm around. The machete then hit my left arm and was deflected. Instead, I had bruises and a few cuts on my arm, but surprisingly, I didn’t feel any pain. Apparently, the blade was not properly cared for daily, and in addition, the blade had become slimy from chopping the boy just now, so it didn’t have that much lethality anymore.
But, the crisis still continues. He swung his machete above my head as I was in a half-rising posture, but perhaps he realized he wouldn’t be able to finish me off like that, so he tried to straddle me. If that happens, then it’s all over for me. So first, I send the sharpest kick as possible with all my strength.
I felt something elastic on my heel, and I was thrown back. But he also stepped back because of that. My kick landed on his solar plexus. Taking the opportunity, I stood up and tried to shake out my hands. It’s the kind of gesture that meant, ‘I don’t intend to fight’. Not following up with an attack toward a squatting opponent who clutches their chest. There’s probably no more peaceful expression of attitude better than this.
Even so, that man ignored my attitude and started attacking me at the same time as he stood up. What the!?
I can’t take any more attacks with my arms. I pull out the machete from my waist and retreat. The blade of this machete is well-sharpened. It shines dimly under the moonlight.
Still, my father kept heading towards me, closing the distance little by little. It’s as if he’s saying that he’s going to kill me no matter what. He took a step forward, and his figure appeared from the shadow of the house, rather than hate, if anything, his face was a mixture of fear and excitement.
「Fuuaaaaaa!」
With another yell, he charged forward without looking. Gimme a break!
I turned my back and started to flee. The path leading to the house. I continue running down that path. I run, sending the pebbles flying. But, I feel a presence following behind me.
「Waa!」
Then I suddenly feel a floating sensation. I ran forward with this unfamiliar body in the darkness. Naturally, I lost my footing and fell headfirst. My face hit the pebbles scattered on the path, leaving countless scratches. I somehow managed to look back while enduring the pain all over my whole body.
There, I saw my father brandishing the machete with both hands.
「Gyaaaaa!」
I close my eyes and let out my death throes. www.ihavesinnedtranslation.com
I was so scared that I was frozen stiff. But how much time has passed? Surprisingly, it might have been over quickly.
Realizing that I had clenched my teeth with all my might and closed my eyes, I nervously tried to relax my facial muscles. Despite the dim light, the world illuminated by the moonlight spread out before my eyes.
「Kah, kagh....hyu....」
I felt a weight on my feet.
There was the figure of my father crouching down there. He is strangling himself with his hands. No, that’s wrong, he’s pushing down on his neck. But still, *pota, pota*, the droplet falls. The lukewarm sensation is felt through my feet.
He no longer has any will to fight. His strength, too, had left him. His shoulder fell to the ground with a thud. The fingers on his neck loosen. It looks like he’s having difficulty breathing, but I feel like the sound stirs my ears.
And that grating sound disappeared..
In the silence, a gust of wind blows. The withered grass is rubbing against each other, making a s*arasara* sound and then it becomes quiet again.
Although there was still a lukewarm sensation, he no longer moved.
While my surroundings are quiet, there is a storm inside my head. Nevertheless, I will start organizing from the parts I can somehow understand.
Although I don’t know the reason, my father tried to kill me. This ‘me’ is the body of this man. Maybe there was a connection with the boy who was dismembered. At any rate, it’s impossible to get an explanation even if my father were not dead, since I could not communicate properly.
As a result, my father - the one who tried to kill me - is now lying at my feet. At the last moment, I probably waved my hands around, being driven by fear. But, unlike before, I had a machete in my hand. Although my father swung down his machete, his strike was slightly deflected by my arm. My machete was supposed to be blocked and not hit his shoulder, but that moment.....it slipped out.
The machete that had gained momentum from my arm - along with its own weight - made a small cut on the nape of his neck. Right, a small cut enough to cut a blood vessel.
If you’re going to say it was an accident, it was but.....it was too abrupt. Perhaps my father’s habit of neglecting his health led to this result. He was always lazing around, always drinking without doing any work. He was also getting older, and his strength was weaker compared to his size. In addition, he obviously didn’t look accustomed to the act of murder. He just killed a boy who was unable to resist and immediately dismembered the body, so his mental state was probably still unstable.
……does that mean, I killed him?
That should be the case. Even if I didn’t have the intent to kill, I still pulled out the machete from my waist, and to begin with, it’s a bad idea to go to someone else’s house at such a night. Why did I even think of returning to my own house?
Two people in one night.....no, let’s stop thinking about it. Although he’s my father, he has never done anything that resembled what a father would do. He arbitrarily abused me as a child. Even tonight, I was tricked into eating a poisoned porridge. Not to mention, this was a legitimate self-defense.
Thinking like that, I wonder if there is a problem with this body? I was about to be killed by my father. This man is an accomplice of both of my parents, who put a sleeping drug inside the porridge. The fear quietly receded, and gradually, an uncontrollable anger took control.
Even when I tried to sort my feelings, I suddenly looked up toward my house and saw a person’s shadow. I don’t even need to think who it is. It looks like she is holding something in her hand, but she immediately tries to go back inside when she feels my gaze. I too, was propelled into following her. Yes, she is trying to run away from me.
It’s fine if she just runs away, but would it be alright to leave the situation as it is? I killed a person. She witnessed the act. Could she run away and then report it to someone else....a villager perhaps? No, there’s no need to think too much about it. She was also trying to kill me too. Fals - who should be her son - and probably also the owner of this body - Punos.
She fled into the house. She went to the front of the kitchen from the entrance and turned on the lighting there, then she tried to leave the house. And she ran into me. There is nothing but fear on her face now. And that terrified look on her face - something I never saw before - only burned up the sadistic desire within me.
She is muttering something quickly. I couldn’t hear it clearly, but it looks like she’s begging for her life. Also, I wasn’t really sure, but it sounded like she was telling me to follow her. Even if I wanted to reply, I wasn’t in a state where I could speak freely, and I also didn’t know what she might do, so I just obediently followed.
The place she invited me to, was her bedroom. www.ihavesinnedtranslation.com
Author Note :
I’m sorry for the continuing Gore scene.....
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