I Became the Laughing Bell Character of the Academy

The shield and armor have long since been dented.

One arm was bent in a strange way and the leg was buried in the ground.

His blue hair was already stained red with blood, and his body staggered to the point of not knowing when it would perish.

“I can still hold out longer.”

but nonetheless.

She never backed down from Gigantes’ menacing attack.

I was enduring that moment.

Her eyes are like a great ember that will create a roaring moment that can endure a moment for them.

He did not step back from the spot so that the one who could turn this situation around could return.

* * *

sick.

Did I do something wrong?

No, that’s what I was thinking and worrying about.

If you still have regrets with that choice, it’s just that you couldn’t help but regret which one you chose.

[Erosion degree 40%]

Eventually I failed. As if to show off, I was caught in a trick of fate.

In the end, even though I could twist the result, I couldn’t twist it.

[Erosion degree 41%]

In the midst of intense pain, I was able to judge my current state relatively objectively thanks to [Erosion Degree].

To put it simply.

[Erosion degree 42%]

I am dying.

There was no mercy to Gigantes Dusk’s attack. He threw his whole body as if he wouldn’t let me live.

Even though he was wearing the [Starry Sky Robe], it was difficult to handle.

In fact, it is natural.

Most of the enemies so far have been weakened or weakened.

In the end, it is said that there are few enemies I can defeat in such a fair head-to-head match.

[Erosion degree 43%]

What happened to Eleanor?

According to the original story, I would have taken advantage of the time I was knocked down like this to defeat Gigantes.

But her face is not visible. Come to think of it, it was a bit far from where we fought in the original work.

Maybe she won’t get here.

[Erosion degree 44%]

No, is it me who should be worried, not her?

Whether it’s the world or whatever it is, it’s meaningful for me to live.

[Erosion degree 45%]

The pain gets worse and worse.

On the other hand, whether it was because of the [degree of erosion] or because he was close to death, his mind was rather clear.

I was able to see my physical condition relatively objectively.

Rib… … No, it seems that the bones of the whole body are crumbled.

Every time I move my body, I feel a sharp pain. In fact, it is impossible to move the body in this state, so to be precise, it must be every breath.

Yes, with every breath I feel the pain.

The pain caused by the attack without adding or subtracting was really painful to the point of death.

This is how I face death once again… … .

[Erosion degree 46%]

what? Have I ever been dead? I must have been in a daze and came to this world.

But isn’t it absurd to face another death?

[Erosion degree 47%]

Maybe I mixed too much with Oz.

I may have accepted what Oz experienced as my experience.

[Erosion degree 48%]

But it is such a painful and difficult situation. Yes, even if I were alive, there would be many more painful things in the future.

[Erosion degree 49%]

I don’t want to die.

Rather than being afraid of death, I hate the situation in which I won’t be in front of me.

I’m worried about the kids who spend their daily lives without me, even though I’m at least insignificant.

It’s really absurd.

Aren’t I acting like I’m doing something? Even if I don’t have one, there won’t be any problems.

I was just a laughing bell character. He is nothing more than a foolish loser who could not escape his destiny even if he twisted his whole body.

The defeat continues like this.

I, too, died.

In the midst of completely sinking consciousness without feeling even pain anymore.

[Erosion degree 50%]

『Restart?』

– No, not yet.

It sounded like something like that.

* * *

Whether it was a book or a movie in the past, I hope you come across it in a medium I can’t remember.

I think it was said that when a person dies, he goes to the library where his life is written and looks back on his life.

“uh… … .”

Yes, when I came to my senses, I was at the library.

No, not a library?

For a library, it is a room where you can feel a sense of life.

In a good way, it is a study, and in ordinary terms, it is just someone’s room.

First of all, I pulled out a book that was plugged in nearby.

If my life is written here, shouldn’t I read it?

“What is this?”

However, the book I pulled out was somewhat strange from the title.

A book made up of numbers, English, and special characters felt so familiar that it was difficult to describe.

but can’t read

It wasn’t because I couldn’t speak English, but there was a problem with a different meaning.

“Where do you think you saw it?”

Even looking at the front and back of the book, I couldn’t tell anything.

So I opened it up and checked it out for myself.

“ah… … !”

Like the title of the book, what is written in the body of the book is a combination of numbers and English including special characters.

But this time I knew.

what was written in the book. that’s… … .

define UR Character(Oz Quo Vadis, Alignment=C,G)

“code… … ?”

Exactly like game code. Perhaps what is written in this book is all the information about ＜Broken Sky＞.

I couldn’t read most of it because I didn’t have that knowledge, but… … .

“Is this a list of characters?”

I could only recognize the character’s name written on it.

Oz Quo Vadis.

my current name.

Is UR ultra rare?

It would be difficult to conclude because it was a grade that did not exist in ＜Broken Sky＞. I’m not sure what the rest of it says.

“Whether it’s a coincidence or fate, you picked out a book about yourself first.”

“… … .”

At that moment, a familiar voice was heard from somewhere. The voice I heard when I practiced my lines in the mirror every day.

It’s strange to hear it in a different form, but it’s definitely true.

I immediately move my feet in the direction from which the voice was heard.

I crossed the bookshelves and headed in the direction where the voice came from, and ironically, I saw a room that was all too familiar.

“This is my room… … .”

A space decorated with beds, computers, and other simple household items.

Familiar yet unfamiliar, this is definitely the space I used to live in.

and the edge of the space. I saw someone sitting in front of a desk with a book open.

It’s obvious without looking at who it is.

“Oz.”

“So, is this the first time we’ve met like this?”

“under… … .”

There were many things I wanted to ask.

There must have been something I had to ask this guy about.

However, there was a word that jumped out of me without even knowing the look of the guy who didn’t look back even though I came.

“Are you feeling cool?”

I failed.

Yes, it failed in the end.

“Didn’t you like it that much when I said I was going a different way from you?”

And the reason is not because I saved a child. There was a more fundamental problem.

“If you didn’t want to cooperate, you shouldn’t have used me in the first place.”

The [Erosion degree] figure that was significantly lowered in this main story.

Even if I asked him not to climb normally, he climbed, and this time, when I headed in a direction that went against his will, he plummeted.

If [erosion degree] was simply a matter of Oz and my assimilation rate, I wouldn’t have cared much.

Rather, they would have welcomed it with open arms.

However, [Erosion] affects my mental strength.

Being colored by Oz paradoxically means that I lead my thinking more flexibly and systematically.

“Or don’t put out such an idiot-like skill!”

The gist is this. Regardless of [Erosion degree] and Nabal, the biggest problem is this. What the hell were you thinking?

“Hey.”

Oz doesn’t look back even though I shout so much.

I just kept turning the pages of the book one by one.

“Whatever you say… … !”

That was when I approached him and turned the chair back.

“… … .”

Not looking in a mirror, but seeing Oz’s face for the first time in person.

“you… … .”

His face was stained with fatigue. His eyes were full of traces of it, and the tips of his fingers as he turned the pages were stained with blood.

And above all.

“yes… … . That’s the answer.”

looked exhausted Yes, I felt like I was detached from the world.

Oz said with a soft smile unlike the one I knew.

“Why don’t you sit down? I can’t talk too much, but… … . Even so, it wouldn’t be a short story.”

I sat down at the man’s horse.

But there were no chairs, so it was on the bare floor. I could sit on the bed, but it felt like someone else’s, so I felt repulsive, and most of all, I hated the fact that I was talking to him face to face.

So I turned away from him and sat down, as Oz had done to me.

“Okay, let’s talk about skills first, shall we?”

“yes. did you make that?”

“In a sense, you could say I made it.”

“Are you talking back?”

I hate that kind of speech so much. Let’s go straight please.

“Um… … . First of all, it is correct that I made the basic base. I can’t remember who the rest were.”

“So, is there another guy? Like the game creators… … No, anyway, are there guys without mana?”

“Not now.”

So, did it exist before? If there was, I wanted to take a look at that bastard’s face, but it was regrettable.

“The beginning… … yes.”

Oz began to lead the conversation in a calm tone.

“There was no way I could fully convey my knowledge to you. That’s why I tried to experience various magic in that way… … .”

“Did you do it?”

“You are so unlucky.”

“Then, at least equalize the odds… … .”

“Surprisingly, the odds are the same.”

“What… … ?”

“The odds are the same.”

It’s okay if you don’t have to say it again. Because I understand you well.

then… … . So really, did I have the same luck?

No, it can’t be.

It’s nonsense.

Do not be ridiculous. Where is that?!

It’s unconditional manipulation!!!

“Can you tell me the exact probability?”

“… … No, that’s okay.”

I want to refuse it because I think it will make me more miserable to hear it.

I feel a subtle trembling in the back of the chair I lean my head on.

I’m smiling this baby.

“Do not laugh… … .”

“Oh sorry.”

He didn’t stop laughing even while answering.

I wanted to hit him, but for some reason I couldn’t because he already looked very sick.

“And um… … . Was it also erosion?”

“yes.”

Sarak.

He didn’t stop turning the pages of the book while talking to me.

It was as if he had to keep everything in his head, as if he had to confirm something important.

“little… … . Shall we correct your perception before we talk?”

“recognize? Is it about erosion?”

“Yeah, you thought that the more you treat this world seriously, the higher it rises, right?”

“… … yes.”

In fact, the [Erosion degree] rose each time. [Erosion degree] went up whenever I was sincere with people, and went down whenever I considered this world to be a game.

“Erosion, too.”

Oz said with a bitter expression.

“It depends on how sincere you can be with yourself.”

“… … .”

“I never interfered with you. If you thought that the degree of erosion had been lowered prior to this… … .”

“… … Are you saying I was dissatisfied with myself?”

“right.”

“… … .”

A little bit frustrated.

It was said that the things I thought were right and the things I thought were different from Oz were all against my will.

I was driven to the point of lying to myself.

And put it on Oz. I thought he was being frustrated with me for ignoring his will.

It was none other than me who thought that I was not proud.

It’s funny.

“Isn’t there a lot more you want to ask? I am willing to answer you now.”

“A lot. A lot. There has never been a time when there were no questions from start to finish.”

“yes? Then what are you curious about?”

“… … I won’t ask.”

“why?”

As of now, it doesn’t matter.

‘Cause I’m defeated and I’m dying Even if I didn’t die and things worked out, that would be the case.

“It’s no fun if you get spoilers.”

“yes? It looks like fun.”

“It was fun… … . The game was like that, and so was life. so i don’t want to hear it Being spoiled in the game is also boring, but how boring would it be to be spoiled in life?”

“I guess that too.”

Oz nodded silently.

After that moment of silence passed.

This time, I asked Oz from my side.

“Are you? Is there anything you want to ask me? Or are you going to say that you know everything because you were already looking at me?”

“What do you want to ask? yes, there is Actually, I was waiting for that.”

Oz got up from his chair. The pages of the book he had been turning all along did not go any further.

He stood in front of me and asked with a soft smile.

“What did you want to do?”

“What.”

“Living as Oz, how did you want to live?”

Do you want me to hear a review of your life? If so, good.

“I just wanted to survive, and I wanted to prevent the predestined destruction.”

“That’s your goal and mine.”

“… … Then, did you want to ascend to the throne of God and get Arietta back?”

“That is my goal.”

Oz shook his head quietly and then patted me on the shoulder.

“I’m asking what you wanted to do while living as me.”

“… … .”

“What kind of life do you want to live? Aside from all of the above, what did you want to do?”

what i wanted to do

What I did when I became Oz. Regardless of the main story, regardless of the path Oz has walked, the path I have walked and intend to walk in the future.

“Now that I am rich, I eat a lot of expensive food.”

“yes.”

I was poor.

I remember being poor. So, I fantasized about even a simple food called steak.

“… … I also date a pretty girlfriend.”

“yes.”

I wasn’t popular. I remember it was like that. So when I became Oz, I was secretly happy.

“And I wanted to be someone’s guide.”

This goal is only my own.

It was my decision to take over the flame of Prudence Loa.

Yeah, if you think about it, it was. Since I had this purpose in my heart from the beginning, I had no choice but to move to save the child.

Something I didn’t want to admit. An answer I was ashamed to say myself.

Yeah, to sum it up, I… … .

“I wanted to be a sage.”

All of those are things I chose now, not Oz.

A goal that only I had.