Chapter 33: Chapter Thirty Three-a flawed confession.

Chapter Thirty Three

“Anyways, by the end of this, I hope you see me in a different light,” I said before continuing.

“When I was around eight or so, I was over at my grandfather’s training with my teacher and my cousin, and suddenly one day I received a letter from my family telling me that I was expecting a sibling. After I told this news to my cousin and grandfather we decided to head home to celebrate. When we got there everything was fine. However...” My voice stagnated for a moment, and almost everyone present could tell that the story was turning for the worst.

“We had a couple of hours before dinner, I decided to show my cousin, who had never been here around the place with one of my friends. We entered a forest and found an object, however, the people around me were hesitant to take it, they thought wisely, however, I was foolish, I took the object and we safely got out of the forest. The night went as planned and we had dinner, however, I was woken up in the middle of the night to my grandfather ushering me and my cousin to get the doctor, as my mother was going into labor.” I paused for a moment again.

The atmosphere was already heavy, nobody dared say a single word.

“However, when I and my cousin reached the usual calm village.” A sense of guilt filled my heart, I almost choked on my own words. “It was up in flames, with countless bodies of children, man, a woman with many varying ages all lying on the floor being scorched, lying with faces filled with fear and shock.”

Ah, why had I said this? Now that I’m thinking about it, there is no point, I should’ve ended off on a high note.

However, I’m wouldn’t put me to ease. Although I had confided all these feelings that I had to the three girls behind me, and although they comforted me, I didn't want to burden them even further. And now that I think about it, maybe by confiding into these hundreds of people listening to me, I was probably trying to lift the burden off my shoulders and place it onto theirs.

Now that I think about it, I’m mentally thirty-three. Was there such a reason for me to be so petty? what would fifteen year old me think? what would my sister think? would she hate me? would she give me sympathy? or would she mock me for being so weak minded?

Maybe I just liked the feeling of being looked down on like a rat. However, one thing was for certain. The three girls nervously watching from behind were some of the most supportive and caring family I have had since I reincarnated into this boy’s body, and I never wanted them to look down at me, or leave me. If I lost them, then I would have nothing left to live for.

maybe the sin of taking the boy called "James" body, had an inherited consequence, maybe I was supposed to shoulder this burden alone...

I do feel quite guilty about taking this boy’s life away from him, My soul probably just kicked him out, I hope he doesn’t hate me for it.

*cough*

After clearing my throat for the third time, I continued.

“When I told my cousin to stay far away from the village, I ran to the shop of my friend’s mother, she was one of the most caring people I had ever met, however when I got there, some mysterious person stood in front of me, which made me quiver in my boots and made my heart twist…”

I clenched my fists.

I had already told everything about what happened that night to Clara, and about what happened in her mother’s final moments.

“One of the only women that had ever treated me like her son, had a sword pierced through her chest by that monster!”

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Yes, that man was nothing more than a monster. Nothing less, and nothing more, he was someone this world would be happy to get rid of.

Pure evil.

The entire hall was silent, but you could hear many small groans of sadness and pity breaking out once in a while, I was certain that everybody thought the same way as I did.

Even Gregory, to who I had also told this story, had his fists clenched and his usual calm and happy face were nowhere to be seen, instead, it was filled with killing intent.

Gregory knew Clara’s mother, they had met once while Gregory had finished and left school to become an adventurer.

He had met her when he passes the village, and they had gotten quite intimate with each other, however his young mind took a hold of him and he left to become stronger and know more about the world. He still visited her time to time though.

I was certain that Gregory would want to kill this man with all his heart.

“However.” I carried on. “When she saw, she turned her head and smiled at me. She, who had been paired through the chest, and on the verge of death, was smiling at me, and she asked me something. “Take care of my daughter.” She said.”

“I intend to keep that promise! That was the only reason I came to this school, so I could become strong enough to defend the ones I loved so that nothing like that could happen again!”

“Now, thank you for listening to my preposterous story, and I would also like to say thank you for being with me throughout these years, I hope you continue to strive higher and higher, now let the school evens begin!”

I couldn’t say the rest of the story…

Would people find out that i had cut major parts of this story out? maybe. Would they find out that all the horrible things that happened to the village was all because of me?

shit, I shouldn't have talked about the forest or the "object."

Was that for the best? Or was it for the worst?

Was I truly relieving myself with just saying that? Or was I further digging myself into a hole that I could not get out of?

One thing was for sure.

I am flawed.

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