After walking home from the station to my house in astral form, I quietly opened the front door. I sneaked into my house without anyone noticing.
Even though I am treated as a ghost of some sort in astral form, there are still limitations, like I can't pass through walls, for example.
Before using my astral form, I did a few experiments the night before. I learned a lot about how it can be used and how it's actually useful.
First, even though Lilith explicitly said that I can only convert my physical body into an astral state, I could somehow convert other physical objects into an astral state along with myself.
I tested this as I held a knife which I put in an astral state, in front of my parents, but they didn't question why I was holding a knife; it was as if they couldn't see it.
Quietly entering my room, I deactivated my astral form and saw myself appear in the closet mirror.
Yes, this is one of the only ways I could tell it was working.
But…
"Guh…" I quietly uttered in disgust.
Looking at myself in the mirror just sickens me…
I've… changed.
I've changed too much in ways that I didn't expect.
I became too selfish and greedy.
Not to mention that I… just for something that I could've achieved by my own means, I became a murderer.
A monster who takes lives away from the innocent.
But I don't care anymore…
I'm just going to live as I please and wait for the story's hero to strike me down. Whether the police or some other third party, I will comfortably sit in my position as the evil villain.
Because being a villain was what I was all along.
I never had a chance at being the good guy, the person who earnestly lived their lives as they had fun with it.
No… I'm wrong.
I did have the chance, but… when Lilith came and appeared before me, I threw it away by my own will.
I willingly became the evil person that I thought I always was.
What a hypocrite I am…
Oh well… it's useless to even think about this anymore.
***
"Huh… that's weird," I uttered in confusion as I quickly skimmed through the morning news. It was already the day after I had killed Erica in the station.
My morning went as usual; there were no particular abnormalities, so I thought something would happen after I got home from school. However, when I got home, the only thing that happened was that my mom had mentioned that Erica had gone missing.
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She didn't know that she had been killed.
Noticing that, after I changed out of my uniform, I opened up my desktop, began scrolling through the internet, and skimmed through a replay of the morning news, but nothing about a murder appeared.
Nothing even remotely related to a murder happening in the train station.
I'm sure I left the corpse there.
Plenty of blood spilled on the floor and walls, but how come no one has found it yet?
There's no possible way someone could miss such a thing in a place where practical people walk by every minute of the day.
"Could someone have carried the corpse off somewhere and cleaned the place?" I muttered the possibility as I let go of my hands from the mouse and keyboard. I leaned back against my chair.
But… who even bothers to do something like that?
A person… no, it might be a group of people who saw the corpse. Still, instead of reporting it to the authorities like ordinary people, they cleaned up the evidence for me and carried the corpse somewhere with them.
Though, even if that did happen, unlike me, they're caught on camera.
There's no possible way someone monitoring the security cameras of that place wouldn't notice it, to begin with.
"This is… too much to think about for someone like me," I muttered as I turned off the desktop and laid down on my bed next to my setup.
Rolling once, I stared at the white ceiling of my room.
What even happened there? I thought.
Ugh… never mind that; at least I don't have to deal with keeping my toes up now that someone's gotten rid of the evidence and crime scene itself.
I've got even bigger issues to deal with.
I killed Erica yesterday, so I need to kill another one by tomorrow.
I need… to spill more blood.
***
"Hey Iven, are you okay?"
"Huh-wha?" I uttered in confusion as Alisa suddenly called out to me from behind.
The last period, Food Technology, the only elective class where I could get to be with Alisa, had just ended moments ago.
"What do you mean…?" I asked as I matched my pace with hers as we walked out of the classroom.
"You always seem down, but today it's really showing, is anything happening?" Alisa asked with a worried expression.
"Yeah, I'm really fine… I just didn't get enough sleep last night."
"Is that so… well, if anything's bothering you, you can tell me, and I'll help you, no matter what it is…."
"Sure, you're a good friend, you know that…."
"I'm glad you consider me as that," Alisa said as she stopped in front of her locker. "Well, I've got to pack up my stuff so I'll see you later."
"Yeah, see you," I replied as I kept walking and left her behind.
'It's really showing' huh… I must be in terrible shape enough for someone as dense as her to notice it.
Well… she's not dense per se, but after all those times I tried to get her to notice me, that idea is just stuck.
Oh well…
I need to prepare for the next kill.
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