Bab 30: Chapter 30

"Ahem! I made quite the mess, didn't I?"

I looked at my surroundings. I can see the kids outside groaning in pain. And the wine-red-haired girl in front of me looked at me dumbfounded. Well, she is not red-haired anymore. She entered her transformation, and her hair became mostly white. Two fox ears came out of her head. A total of five white tails appeared behind her. She is looking more mature.

The girl slowly stood up. 3 minutes is almost over. If I could hang on for a few moments the duel will come out as a draw. But her stats has doubled, surpassing mine. And my soul is now unstable. I can't feel my soul sense.

"I surrender."

But suddenly, I heard those words. I didn't expect her to surrender so soon after revealing her trump card.

"Wait! Really? But you revealed your Trump Card. You sure you want to surrender?"

"No. It's just my luck that's bad. If it was anyone else, a mage, a ranger, or even a magic swordsman, I would have surely won. But my easiest opponent, a swordsman turns out to be the hardest to defeat. And if I didn't fool around, I might have been able to defeat you at the very beginning. Who knew you would be a monster hiding such an ability?'

{ The duel is over.}

{Winner : Rank 2897}

As soon as the battle was over, the healer rushed over to the stage. Many healers were running around the ring to help the kids who were groaning. But it was unnecessary. Not one was physically hurt. Nobody even bled a single drop of blood from their ear. I didn't amplify my vocal cord's power or anything. It was just releasing the excess soul essence using the medium of sound. It was the same thing as puking out food that your body is not able to take.

Without realising it, I wasted 7 soul essence I had just collected recently. The range of my soul sense has reverted back to less than even a meter.

Since my transmigration, things have been weird. My soul has not quite adapted to this body yet. It's not like the body has started to reject me. But more like something is not letting me be completely one with his body .

I already messed up and used my soul essence twice now.

So I needed to keep my emotions in check so that my trait didn't mess up. The core of this trait is to be one with existence. Now, what is a Soul? The soul is our true existence.

Now, if my body and mind are not in harmony, then being one with existence is not an easy feat. I mean, I literally have a mind and body of two different existences.

A body and a soul has a synchronization rate. If it is the body and soul of the same person the synchronization should be at 100%. But the body of another person will never have 100% synchronization rate with another soul.

And the weirdest thing is the trait "Debt Reaper" needs the synchronization rate at 100% to activate at full course. What I can't understand is why did I choose this power to take with me when I was the demon king .

Unless my soul adapts to this body or this body completely accepts me as its own, I will not be able to bring out the true potential of my trait.

[You have won the duel.]

[The battle is over.]

[Gay Mode has been turned Off.]

"( ͠° ͟ʖ ͡° )"

[What?]

"( ͠° ͟ʖ ͡° )"

[It was for your own good, you know.]

"( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)_╭∩╮"

[ You can literally fend off any female charm user now. Do you realize how OP this skill is?]

"╭∩╮( ͡⚆ ͜ʖ ͡⚆)╭∩╮"

[Even S-Rank women charm users won't be able to charm you.]

"Pull that shit again, and I am going to delete you no matter what."

[Okay, Fine. I get it. It won't happen anymore.]

I started walking out of the ring with visible odium in my face. I didn't like the ending of the fight. I could hear the crowd grumbling about me.

"What hell did he use? What kind of ability is that?"

"I have never seen anything like that. I felt like my whole world was suddenly shaking."

"It might be some kind of crowd control ability. It's so strong at the mortal rank. Imagine how strong he will be when he awakens."

No one is talking about the embarrassing moment anymore. They all got interested in the howling which is technically not even an ability. Its like puking. A pure waste.

New text appeared on the big screen above.

{ A-1: 4999, B-1: 1447 }

When I was leaving the ring, I saw another boy entering with a wand in his hand. He was wearing a hoodie that covered most of his face. I haven't seen him before, so he must be Rank 4999 from class A-1. When we came closer and he entered my soul sense radius, I was automatically able to feel it. I saw his soul.

***

When I first arrived at this world, there were certain memories sealed within my soul. Even if I try to forget them, I won't be able to. There were memories about reincarnation.

In the memories, I have a list of things I must be careful about after reincarnating. In a new world where you don't know much about anything, what could be the most dangerous thing?

Could it be a monster? A Dragons? Giants? A Secret Cult? The demon king? Or something way more powerful that I have no idea about? No, it's none of that.

As a reincarnator, the first thing I needed to be aware of was 'Other Reincarnators'. They were the first on my danger list.

Normally, a person who has reincarnated, regressed in time, or transmigrated has a very chaotic soul. The world will try to reject their soul. Sometimes the body will try to reject the soul. And sometimes the previous owner of the body will try to reject their soul. No matter how much someone tries to hide it, the mark of being reborn will never leave their soul. The case is also the same for me.

A soul is the existence of a person. As our body grows, our soul changes into the shape of our body. The soul also has the face that the body has. So when someone reincarnate into a new body, their body slowly grows, looking like the same person he was in his past life. And when he grows up completely, his body and soul will look identical. Unless, of course, the race of the body changes in the next life and he grows a tail in the back or horns on his head.

But If someone transmigrated as another person, their body and soul look like two different people.

When I saw rank 4999,the boy with Brown curly hair, pale face, brown eyes. I saw his pale skin, which looked like that of a vampire. His arms were so skinny that anyone would think he had polio. There were dark circles under his eyes, like he didn't have enough time to sleep. But I saw the soul of an adult. He looked like he was around the age of late twenties. In other word, A transmigrator.