Is it wrong for a reincarnation to be in the dungeon?

6.2 To be selfish

Clink. Clank. Clunk.

Such sound effects could be heard countless times as my spear clashes with the minotaur's weapon.

I wasn't holding well. Well, obviously there is no way I can hold myself against this thing. My stats were far from being all S, let alone SS or SSS.

I can't use any magic. Even if it's not for sure, I shouldn't kill this thing. Not when it's meant to be Bell's excelia fodder.

It's too late...!

The minotaur easily found an opening and crashed me into the stone walls. My armor was breaking off.

Since receiving the magic skill, I haven't been focused on raising my endurance stat. My body trembled weakly. I am no match against this thing. Even if I use magic, I doubt I can turn the tables.

Bell Cranel, where are you??!!

"UURRROOOOAARRR"

"Why is a monster from the 17th floor here?! Bell-sama! Let's get out of here!"

This voice had to be Lili.

I turn my head. But I shouldn't have focused my attention elsewhere. The minotaur's weapon made a cut through my chest piece. Blood was gushing nonstop, spewing all around the place.

But sure enough, it was them. Bell and Lili.

Hurry up Bell! Help me out here!

But just like in the anime. He stood still, with an expression of fear on his face. His PTSD was reacting.

"Tch!"

I can feel it, this sensation. If I don't get a healer soon, I would die helplessly here. No need for another attack from this bullheaded monster. At this rate, I would die of my loss of blood.

More people came, it was the Loki Familia. They were earlier than expected.

This is my chance! I don't care who kills this thing anymore! Just get me out of here alive!

With support from the walls, I struggle to stand.

"Help--

It was too late. The minotaurs weapon was too fast. In an instant, the blade was millimeters from reaching my stomach.

I remember it. This familiar sense of danger. From back when I still had the revival skill.

I was about to die.

Only this time, I have no way of cheating out of this anymore.

; were my thoughts.

I shut my eyes, preparing for the excruciating pain that was about to hit me.

Only it never came.

I opened them again. Everything was still. Bell's face that screamed trauma. Ais who had her hand on the handle of her sword. The blood that flew in the air. The greatsword in the minotaur's hand. They all stood still. As if time had stopped.

[Have you made your choice?]

My, choice?

[Did you forget? Instant revival or that corruption magic. Which one is it gonna be?]

.........

You, you really choose the perfect timing for these kinds of things, don't you?

A sense of relief washes over me.

[I didn't do this to save you. Don't you remember the time limit? It's over. So hurry up and make your choice.]

Instant revival. There is no way I would choose otherwise in a situation like this.

[I thought so too.]

Immediately, before I could make proper preparations, the feeling of a fresh cut was felt in my abdomen area.

For a split second, even more red liquid sprayed. But in the next, the pain was gone.

I had just died.

"Heh."

The Minotaur was surprised. That I was even still standing after the hit.

Aiz who was just steps away also stopped in her tracks.

Before the monster can give a reaction, I go on the offensive.

From here on, I had nothing to fear.

From here on, I'm the predator, he was the prey.

As I swing my weapon, receiving hits in the process. I could feel the blood boiling inside me.

Excitement. Indescribable excitement.

The thrill of an adventure. At this moment, I truly understood it.

Why I wonder. Why was I always stepping on eggshells around the main character?

I was the one who had been chosen among the 7.9 billion to come here.

I was the one who was being granted inconceivable powers that gave me an unfair advantage above everyone else.

I was also being watched dearly by a god.

That's why I have the right to be selfish too.

That's why I have the right to live without focusing every fiber of my being on your progress, Bell Cranell.

That's why,

the one to kill this monster won't be Aiz Wallenstein,

neither will be it Bell Cranell.

It WILL,

be me.

-End of chapter six, part two -