A life so normal that nothing can be said about it.
After completing high school, I, Gojo Satoru, joined a university, and I am living alone now at the age of 18. Having no girlfriend.
Unfortunately, I don't have any filial duty, as my parents died 3 years ago; my life is essentially that of an independent, single noble.
I can honestly say that this romance thing sounds troublesome. It's not like I am troubled by not having one. It's not like I am making excuses... really.
I should just go home and watch some anime or something. And just when I thought so...
{Kyaaaaaaaaaa!}
Screams. Confusion.
What? What's going on?
{Move from there}
Turning around due to the sound, I saw a truck speeding towards me.
I hear the screams. I see the crowd. Furthermore, I see the truck. Coming towards...
*Bang* I was hit by the truck.
There's a burning pain in my back.
That being that, my back burns. Feelings of pain aside, it just burns.
What's up with this? It's too hot... can't it let off a bit?
<< Confirmed. Establishing heat resistance. Success >>
It can't be dying from the wound....
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{Did anybody call the ambulance}
What's up with this noise?
But blood? Yeah, that's clearly leaving. I am human, after all. When stabbed, I bleed!
But pain is unpleasant, isn't it....
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Well... this is bad, right? Pain and impatience are muddling my senses.
This burning sensation in my back is gone. Instead, a ferocious cold strikes me.
This could be bad... when people don't have enough blood, they die, don't they?
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Creating a body? Will it even be a male? What am I even thinking?
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I no longer feel either pain or the burning.
But it's cold. So cold, and nothing I can do about it. What's with this... I am too busy of a man to be freezing in this cold.
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I can't feel my body anymore.
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Completely unsatisfied, Gojo Satoru died.
And at that instant, Gojo Satoru's "soul" linked with a spawned monster in another world.
Into a dimensional crack so small that no eye could see. His soul linked with a mass of demonic energy.
This mass was the origin of demons, and to Gojo Satoru, who had linked to it, his thoughts as a base, the mass constructed a body.
What is normally essentially an impossibility with an astronomically small chance of occurrence: Gojo Satoru was reborn as a monster in another world.
I died as a virgin.
Unbelievable, departing the world without ever being put to use... my 'son' must be crying right now.
Sorry, I never could make you into an adult...
When I am reborn, we'll change things around. Go on the offensive with a bang. Call them out, and go on a devouring spree.... But that's no good, is it?
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I wonder, will I reincarnate like a certain great sage?
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What's going on? Am I going to get reincarnated in a fantasy world? Is that voice giving me some cheats?
Can I get infinite mana?
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I want to copy others Skills.
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It seems like I am hallucinating as I am close to death.
Thinking that, I went to sleep.
So this is death, huh... not as lonesome as I thought.
Those were, for Gojo Satoru, the last words spoken in this world.