Transmigrated to a Dark Fantasy World of SSS-Rank: King of the Void Chapter 50: The Decision [1]

"Go back ho," the shadow whispered. "You must go back ho." Its androgynous voice was monotone, almost bored. Its hair moved as if it had a life of its own, and the air around it seed to crack and warp.

"Go back ho? Why?" young Mitsuki asked innocently.

The shadow repeated the sa words.

"You must go back ho. Go back ho."

A little frightened, the boy grabbed his handheld console and slowly stepped backward. He never took his eyes off the ethereal being, still afraid it might be dangerous. The older Mitsuki, on the other hand, suffered on the ground as he watched his younger self run away in fear.

He turned his gaze back to the shadowy figure and felt a chill.

’Is it looking at ?’

Yes—the shadow was looking at him. In fact, it approached him, crouching down to et his eyes. Then, it spoke:

"Do you want to know who I am?"

Mitsuki fell silent.

"Tell , Mitsuki. Do you want to know who I am?"

’The system...’ he thought—but it turned out to be sothing far more complicated.

In an instant, darkness swallowed the mory with a violent jolt that sent him flying through the void. The voices of his entire life echoed one after another like screams that tore through his ears. The next mont, he slamd face-first onto the rooftop of a building—a high school.

Pushing himself up on his hands, Mitsuki opened his eyes in horror as he realized where he was. There was sothing about this place that deeply disturbed him. Then, up there, right in front of him beyond the rooftop railings—where a pair of shoes stood next to a letter—the shadow looked at him over its shoulder and, as the ominous black mist consud the mory, said:

"I am you."

Darkness swallowed the mory again. Like water without light, powerful currents dragged Mitsuki into another mory. He swallowed water, choking as he clutched his throat in search of air.

’Wha—?!’

Light suddenly returned. Mitsuki now stood in a long hallway with pale walls and dim yellow lighting from old lamps. Two photographs hung on either side, showing a small Mitsuki—around three years old—alongside two adults—a man and a woman—with blurred faces.

In front of him was a door—his old room. The door opened, revealing a dark interior. There, the shadow’s white eyes stared at him. The entity spoke:

"You are ."

The ground shattered like glass. Desperate, Mitsuki fell once more into the depths of darkness, hitting the ground on his back and losing his breath. He pushed himself up again, gasping, but purple flas instantly surrounded him, forming into adolescent human silhouettes that laughed endlessly while pointing at him.

Then, those white eyes opened in the lightless space, like two giant moons faintly glowing in the night sky. At the sa ti, the ethereal voice echoed:

"We are one and the sa; two sides of the sa coin."

Mysterious hands erged from the darkness as the flas drifted away. Those hands grabbed Mitsuki by all his limbs, dragging him down into the strange black sludge that ford beneath his feet.

"Let go! Let go!" he shouted desperately. His face twisted with fear. "Why are you doing this to ?!"

The great eyes in the darkness shrank. Soon, the shadow appeared, walking with its hands behind its back.

"You don’t understand yet, but you will eventually. For now, you should already know what we are—the reason we ca to this world."

"Ahhh! I don’t know! I don’t understand!"

The shadow shook its head. "Yes, you do. We are the Herald of the Naless. Our mission is to destroy this world."

"No! No one tells what to do!" Mitsuki protested. Part of his body still protruded from the black sludge. "It’s just a stupid prophecy! There’s no way I would—?!"

"There’s no way you would want to destroy the world? You’ve always been a hypocrite," it said. Then it vanished along with the distant whisper of its voice.

The water shifted softly.

Mitsuki stared into the void, breathing nervously.

But...

The shadow appeared right in front of him. Their faces were close—so close that Mitsuki could see how hollow the being was inside. Its eyes were nothing more than two holes that revealed the emptiness of its white-glowing ethereal body.

"Weren’t you the one who wished to destroy them all?"

"I don’t know what you’re talking about."

The shadow stepped back at Mitsuki’s response. It looked up at the nonexistent sky in silence and snapped its fingers.

"Let’s see if I can refresh your mory."

The hands dragged Mitsuki into the depths of the sludge. A second later, he crashed against a wall. Now he was sitting on the ground, covered in bruises and wounds, blood dripping from his split lip, and dried tears marking his lifeless expression.

The shadow appeared before him again—this ti rising from the ground like a puddle of water. Now they were behind the school gym. In the distance, a few mocking laughs could be heard fading away.

"How many tis did you go through the sa thing? How many tis were you trampled? How many tis did you feel like a loser?"

’Shut up...’ Mitsuki whispered to himself. He clenched his teeth and looked away.

Tears fell.

Darkness swallowed the mory and replaced it with another. Mitsuki was covered in bandages, his school uniform was dirty, and he stood in front of his open locker. Inside, it was filled with trash, and so notebooks were torn apart. And what did Mitsuki do? He just stared at it with lifeless eyes. Dark circles frad his face with exhaustion and misery.

"How many tis did you endure the sa thing?"

’Shut up...’

"How many tis did you wish to be stronger?"

’Please... shut up.’

The shadow approached him and covered his eyes with its hands. With dreadful calm, it whispered into his ear:

"How many tis did you wish to kill them all?"

"SHUT UP!" Mitsuki shouted in an explosion of painful emotions. He ran again, fleeing through the hallways as he cried. "You don’t know anything! No one knows anything about !" This ti, his tears weren’t from sadness, but from anger and frustration.

However, the scene changed abruptly as darkness took over. Mitsuki returned to the rooftop and, as he ran, he fell into the void. The world slowed down for him, and up there, watching him in silence, the shadow said:

"I know everything because I am you. We are the Herald of the One Who Cannot Be Nad."

A dull thud echoed.

Mitsuki fell.