Re:write The Authors Transmigration-Chapter 226: Scars

"Ughh, my head hurts... Where the hell am I?" He was confused about his predicament when he woke from his slumber and sees his body reclining on top of a mattress

[You don’t remember...? You fainted after you overwork your body to the bone, guess you’re still naive. Your body may possess a case amount of vigor but you haven’t properly rested when it came down to your needs. That demon he calls himself, Lucifer took your place and allowed not a single person to visit you. But he did assign you a guard whom he chose was the most suitable and someone he can trust with his all]

"You’re awake, I can’t believe that the mighty Demon King would be brought down not by a blade but by his fatigue. I guess you’re still a child even though you possess the body of a fully grown adult. I suggest you shouldn’t push yourself very often~ Hey! What are you doing?" Silvia was stunned after he tried to leave in his current state and before he could reach the door his vision became obscure

A single stomp felt like an eternity and with every movement he makes, his head would be filled with irritation. Before he could comprehend his situation, he opens his eyes and sees the very ceiling he once saw. There was not a single thing that change and he was not restrained but the npc he ignored was reading a book and sitting on the edge of his bed

"I suggest that you follow what I have spoken before, you overwork your body and you need to rest until you’re permitted to leave. Having you in such a state leave and experience the harsh energy flowing inside the demonic realm would be fatal. Even a mighty king can succumb to corruption if he can’t handle the power dwelling in this area," Though she says that with absolutely no hunt of her worry, her whole body shakes after the stunt he committed

"That book has no such hidden meaning, it’s just a storybook written in the demonic language. I’ve seen your work, and I know you have a knack for reading and fighting at the same time. No wonder you’re their tribe leader if you want to hear a story do you want a tale concerning my past? It can be seen as a work of fiction, but you won’t believe me, to you im a demon but the real me is a human," Though he wasn’t able to uncover her true identity, she had never anticipated the results

Rachel only took this assignment given to him by Lucifer so not even his team would stay by his side. It was crucial for her plans that all of his teammates were too spread out and protect the nation in his absence. In the many cycles, she’d never seen such a peculiar timeline out of the reach of her knowledge, and that made her wary of their surroundings

"By chance do you mean you reincarnated as the devil? Is that what you meant?" She played along and kept her act together and stayed curious yet cold towards his presence

"You could say that... This story that I’ll tell you is the cause of my fall, my loathing, my rage, and my lack of trust in those who would even kneel in my presence. I wasn’t like this before, I was kind, cheerful, and bright like the morning sun, but all that changed when I met her... Rachel Ainsley," She froze upon hearing the mention of her name and she slowly turns her head and faced his eye

But when they met she never saw anything piercing in her body, not a hint of poison from the air, and the area had no such seal. She became paranoid upon hearing her name and she faces him who was weirded out by a change in her expression. However, he brushes it off as a reaction of someone who wasn’t able to take his words seriously

’This reaction of hers... Isn’t it a little exaggerated? Sure I spoke something weird and unbelievable but dang, I might sound like a psycho at this point... Sigh, fuck it! I already weirded her out, since she’s an npc it doesn’t matter if I share my past or not,’

"You can’t tell this to the rest, okay? In my past life, I was naive and ignorant, I thought I could get by with kindness alone but little did I know that’s all going to change. The day I met Rachel Ainsley who filled the gap between my friend and me whos paying rent was solved. She was loud, obnoxious, and somewhat like me, her personality that is, and as much as I hate her, she understands me... Rachel or Ains who I call for short felt was interconnected with my life," He goes on and tells her about the memories they made without him knowing his telling this to her ex

"Ains was just like me, she was physically challenged and most of our hobbies were the same. To top it off, she was my best friend’s roommate when they were still in the orphanage. If it wasn’t for the fact she’s related to him, I wouldn’t even dare to learn more about her life. Since her first introduction already made a deep impression on me, like who the fuck kicks someone in the nuts when she’s pissed? But little did she know that I’d smack her face in response," He says this whilst Rachel kept on listening to his story

"Ains wasn’t someone who I could find just about anywhere I looked, she wasn’t the type to keep her problems to herself... She could’ve said something if our relationship wasn’t working out and yet... Why did she leave me? I’ve poured out my heart and all the things I’ve carried and she disappeared without a single trace... That’s when I changed, I became cold, unfeeling, and worst of all rageful, but that’s all in the past. I can’t dwell on it and I can’t relive it, so good riddance, hey where are you going?" At the climactic end of his story, he notices Silvia reaching for the only way out of his room

"It’s been a while since you’ve eaten, I’ll fetch you some food so don’t worry about me. It won’t take long so please wait for a moment my liege. Since I’ve made you remember such a horrible thing, I best make sure that I’ll take responsibility," She felt empty at that moment yet she perfectly acted her tone as usual even after what she heard

"Don’t worry about that, like I said the past is the past... I should be the one thanking you, it’s hard to talk about this when my life got ruined by a single chick. Do you think it’s kinda lame that I turned into a giant whopping shit because of a girl? If the rest knew about this, then they wouldn’t let me live without them laughing in front of my face," She nods at his words and close the door, and made her way to fetch him some food

But in her journey, her body shakes uncontrollably and she was unable to hold tightly in her act. She disappeared for anyone to detect her presence and in the dark corners of the palace, she lets out a cry. Tears came falling from her eyes as she reminisces about that warm smile he made on her exit

’Morris... You bastard! You’re supposed to hate me, and yet why...? Even though you sound like you hate me till I die, why wasn’t I convinced? Your tone was packed with lies and not even a single hint of bloodlust was felt when you spoke of me. Why are you so different from the rest...? In all of the other timelines, you would come to hate me and even try to kill me, but the current you... Why don’t you hate me?’

She kept on crying whilst she punches the cold hard walls of the palace until she lets all of her emotions free. When she was no longer influenced by his words, she quickly brought back some fruits, and her expression was back to its original form. She dons the identity of a clueless yet powerful npc whilst brushing off any signs of her disappearance

’This regression what exactly is different from the rest...? Everything played out the same as the rest of the ones I’ve been through, but the only clue I have is their name. From what I can tell his pen name isn’t just for show but a sign of power. In the last cycle, he was called White flame, and before that Devouring Flame, what does their name applies to? But the most pressing issue is the worth of his name, Reborn Flame...? What kind of power will he later awaken? Guess time will tell, the only thing I could do is to protect him from what’s about to come,’