Transmigrated to a Dark Fantasy World of SSS-Rank: King of the Void Chapter 53: Prince of Misfortune

He placed his forearm over his eyes, tired despite having slept all night, and let out a long sigh. It was already early morning, indeed. The sun shone, painting this side of the world in golden hues, but for Mitsuki, it was the complete opposite.

The day had begun grayer than any other. He didn’t care if the system offered him new options; his mind was so overloaded with information that he didn’t want to know anything for a while—that "while" turned into a couple of hours, and eventually, evening ca.

The crimson tones spilling through the window finally made Mitsuki bother to try and organize his thoughts.

’A shadow... We were one and the sa...’ He opened his eyes; he still had dark circles for so reason. ’The shadow died, I think... My mories... The Herald of the Naless... What is it that I’m feeling right now...?’

Emptiness—an imnse void in his heart and mind.

’The throne in the darkness... The hands that helped stand... The eyes that watched from the sky... The pain of sothing piercing into my head... The system...’

Vivid images flashed through his mind one after another. He raised his arm, seeing the sa ssage as before: [ Patch Summary. ] For soone like him, those words only ant one thing—the update the system had shown earlier was now ready to be used.

’Why is it still on my tattoo instead of a floating window like on the throne? My neck hurts every ti I have to look at my arm.’

Even so, when he focused enough, the words changed.

[ Welco back, Herald of the Unnaable. ]

[ The update has been successful! Here is a summary of everything new. ]

Mitsuki frowned. He was wary of this. After the pain he went through to accept being the prophesied disaster, anything that ca from the system—or related to it—felt dangerous.

[ The system has heard your complaints and has added the "Description" option. You can now view short summaries of all your items, skills, titles, and more. ]

"Man... finally," he said with a faint smile on his tired face. ’You have no idea how much I needed that. Without any kind of lore to tell what the hell each thing does, it’s hard to just rely on trial and error.’

With a brief motion, the words on the tattoo changed.

[ Based on your experiences, the "Physical Status" section has been added. You can now monitor your body’s condition at all tis. ]

’That’s pretty useful.’ Now he could check on his injuries, status effects, illnesses, and more. It really was a good addition to the system—it made it feel more complex.

However, what ca next left Mitsuki in silence.

[ Your mind is important too, so based on your experiences, the "Sanity" section has been added to the system. ]

’Sanity...’ Just thinking about that word made him rember what had happened earlier. He closed his eyes, snuffing out his emotions like a fla in a storm, and after a long sigh, continued reading.

[ The passive effects of your titles have been improved. ]

[ From now on, the amount of experience, stat points, and skill levels you gain will increase as long as you are within one of the territories of the Four Great Ancient Mysteries. ]

[ That is all for now. ]

’I thought there’d be more, but I guess that’s asking too much.’

The tattoo displayed sothing else...

[ So, beco strong, Mitsuki. Show the world that you are the best at whatever you choose. I will be here with you, even if I have already disappeared forever. ]

’The shadow...’

Was this its final ssage? Was there so connection between the shadow, the system, and the one who cannot be nad? The only thing Mitsuki was certain of was that deep sense of emptiness in his chest whenever he thought about the shadow and its disappearance. But why? He had only just t that being—so why did he feel this way about its departure?

Whatever the reason, it didn’t matter anymore. Thinking about it wouldn’t solve anything.

’Every ti I try to figure sothing out, I just end up with more questions. I have a feeling that the more I move forward in this world, the more I’ll discover—but this impatience to know is eating alive.’ He ran his hands through his ssy hair, adjusted his coat, and looked out the window. ’Anyway... Ellegaard... You weren’t wrong, but...’

Focusing enough, he summoned the window in front of his eyes.

’I think things will be different now.’

[

❖ Na: Mitsuki Kirishima

❖ Level: 14

❖ XP: 320 / 700

❖ Sanity: 60%

❖ Physical Status:

Normal.

❖ HP / MP / Stamina:

200 / 80 / 35

❖ Strength / Agility / Intelligence:

40 / 20 / 80

❖ Titles:

King of the Void, Master of Cinder, Prince of Misfortune, Poisoned Cake, Herald of the Unnaable.

❖ Skills:

Pro Gar, Insomnia, Sarcasm...

]

’The skills I already know by heart, but I guess the system now shows an overall summary of everything. Sanity... Looks like I’m fine, just like my physical state.’

There was sothing more important than all that.

’Putting that aside, I want to see what the titles actually do. Let’s start with the one I already had when I arrived.’

[ King of the Void:

Nonexistence resonates with your soul, granting you a certain understanding of the world. (Synergy with the title Herald of the Naless) ]

’For a title that sounds like a final boss, I didn’t expect it to be so... disappointing.’

[ Master of Cinder:

You betrayed your people and brought calamity upon your ho. Ash consus all—except your soul, which has been condemned to live as the shadow of what you once were. From now on, ash-born beasts weaker than you will fear you and follow you—you are the Master. ]

Mitsuki’s eyes lit up with hope. ’So anything weaker than will at least run away or obey my commands...’ Though, well, he’s pathetically weak. No one would run from him or follow him until he beca strong enough.

On the other hand, the next title would completely change the course of his story.

[ Prince of Misfortune:

Your heart was just and loyal, but the world turned its back on you. Now, wherever you go, misfortune will follow. Death will spill beneath your feet; tragedy will beco one with your very being. ]