Chapter 26: Slaughter [4]

40 people, all in all, has failed to save their life and their classmates’ life… among them, 20 died in the within 2 years, 10 die under self-destruction, along with Juercols and its lifeform under them.

However, now, the memory passed over, not to the summoned, but, a normal citizen…

The memory went through time more than 6 years before their summoning. Thus, this time, the holder of memories’ future has been changed…

Butterfly effect, or so they said is an occurrence that happened when the world’s face changes. Now, the timeline that can’t be changed by more than 42 persons, changed from the future it should be…

“What is this? Wow, this is new eh…” utter the boy.

The boy lives in the Slum, on a certain Empire within Juercols. He’d live a life as an orphan, scrapping trash to search for food, and pickpocket others purse to buy what he wants, mostly it’s all medicine to treat others in the slum though…

However, he himself was a sickly boy, if he lives in a modern world and treated sufficiently, he might be able to surpass adulthood, and be a good ol’ gramps that taking care of his grandchild, until the day he died at an old age…

Sadly, not only his life in a medieval age society, he’s born from the slum as an orphan, unknown about his disease, or so I thought…

That time, he’s only a 6 years old child… by the time he received the memory, he’s already a genius who control the slums, from the shadow of course. Although he did control the slum, he didn’t fully control it, as the slum in the empire’s capital is humongous…

Lest did other say that he’s weak, after 2 years he received the memory, he starts to kill all of those who disobey him. Murder, rape, abduction, slavery… all is a common thing in Juercols, but, not that common in summoned eyes.

He, although didn’t change the appearance of the slum, improve the slum’s people’s life even for a bit, and make them more organized.

By the time the empire realize the time bomb that already ticking on the capital, they’ve already lose the battle, and then…

Riot occurred.

Nobles were all being killed, only those who have a really good and neutral background, as to never hurt their subject or commoner, or even mean in the way to state the public order and never act overboard stay alive, but, have their title snatched…

That time he’s 10 years old, and that time, 2 years before the summoned being called.

1 year, after that, the livelihood of the Empire’s citizen become well, and the boy worshipped as the rightful owner, saint, or even God… by his subject on the empire…

Riot never once happened in that 1 year, only improvement after another occurred in his time governing the empire. Although it did called the empire, they aren’t big enough to single-handedly slay the demons that will attack the humans.

Thus, the boy, no, the king create an alliance, another kingdom’s who oppose it create their own, as the Kings’ sees the boy as a traitor, and betrayer that will stab them in their back at any moment…

In fact, that’s true… as by the end of the conference, all the leader that comes to listen to his proposal, aside from those who accept his proposal die in his hand alone…

Alliance soon, commenced, those kings, that dies in his hands’ kingdom were being attacked by others in the alliance. They’re all thought about 1 thing, that is I will eat their territory and earn the biggest profit from this alliance and beautifully, they succumb to the Empire’s emperor’s plan.

Another year has passed, only those who smart enough to believe, that they’re not safe within the emperor’s claw survived. Kneel down, and became his lackey, in order to retain their position as the King, they’re all begging down for mercy.

Only the cathedral, the center religion of the continent he dares not to offend… at least, not yet.

At last, the time which the cathedral summoning the summoned comes, thus, they’ve all been summoned with the exclusion of Kurokami yuu that is…

The time being repeated, although the emperor knew that they’ll face death soon, he let them be, then…

The only one survived after years of wars and massacres…

Me…

At last met with him…

“Have you remembered who I am? My dear old friend?” questions the skeleton.

While picking his nose, and grinning while dropping his domino he says “Haha! At last, I’m first! What did you asking again smelly toe?” said Ridwan nonchalantly.

“Fu… fuahahaha! Yes! That’s right! I’m smelly toe you paranoid smelly ears!” laugh the skeleton while looking at Ridwan, who ignored his 3 books long story…

“Heh… missing for 9 whole damn years to return as a skeleton… you really are weird eh… smelly toe…” said Ridwan in nostalgic tone.

“same, I too never expect my high schools’ days would be ended so abruptly after 6 years I go to Japan… hey, have you ever though I’ll come back like this eh? One…”

“I have… I too am older than you after all~”

“I’m over 1000 you know?”

“I’m over 2900 years old smelly toes… no, smelly bones~”

“eh?… what on earth happen again?…” ask smelly bo… the skeleton puzzledly…

Meanwhile, Grim who’s lost on playing domino against the ladies asking “psst, did Pro and bones an old friend?”

“Dunno. It seems so” Friteta and Gendis said.

“well, I don’t really care but, wanna have a spar like we always do? Kuroyasha Sitompul?”

“Ho… you? And me? Let me tell you first… I’m strong”

“Yeah, sure, you are an old gramps, after all ~” said him in a joking manner.

Thus the two of them hold their fist, they grip heir palm so hard that the thing creates a rock. Although one of them only based on their own bones, they glare at each other, giving their bloodlust freedom which gave pressure to Friteta and Grim.

The air trembled; they soon stop their bloodlust, and grip their fist in another palm of theirs, thus…

*swish*

The time, as if stopped, left their spectator flabbergasted, and…

“hahah! It’s my win! You’ll never beat me blacky!” utter Ridwan in schadenfreude.

“Grrr! Why! Damn you brat! I’ve train for more than 200 years to beat you and this! I’m beaten instead! Damn it!” shout Sitompul.

Palm faces…

The reason you ask?

Those two old fogeys clattered the air only to play a damn rock paper scissor, with Ridwan using scissor and Sitompul using paper.

“I re-Tweet that” acknowledged Friteta.

“Were OP people always like that?” asked Grim.

Meanwhile, several hours ago, outside the dungeon…

“Damn it! Why did an anomaly appear in this fledgling planet! There’s never once in every case that an anomaly appeared on a fledgling planet like this!” Firuel panicking and went to the headquarters of the angels as fast as she could. like a bullet, she flies as fast as she can to go out of the dungeon.

We’ve spent more and more and more of our time to research about how should we go forth the research. However, the time we spent only fly without any result and, as of now, we…

After several years, another anomaly comes out and brings forth destruction upon the world.

Sigh… at last, after our last breath of specimen were we able to destroy the anomaly. 

At this moment, my left hand has been obliterated without any way to revive it, I am cursed… I can’t get a mechanical arm nor can I use self-regeneration serum to regrow my arm, using my right hand to do many things is difficult.

Who’ll though that losing my arm could make me able to use parallel though? Each and every finger of mine could be used to 5 other different tasks.

My legs cursed… I can’t regrow them… I’ve left with only a pair of pointing and middle finger, my eyes have lost it sight, this hole only a hole…

We… lost… be aware O thou reader of this book of mine. A thing that thou call may be the demise of yours… now, after the emperor’s death… we’ve left with…

Extinction…

That abominable summoned… exterminate us… Juercolians… now I’m the only human alive in the worlds full of undead

-From the last researcher’s research book about summoning circle and summoned person