Reincarnated From Vanity

Chapter 6 • Myself and I | Reincarnated From Vanity

Do you know that feeling?
You know what I mean.

As you think you've attained it,
That if you didn't blunder.
That if you didn't lose your composure.
That you know,
... it'll reach.

Had you finnally made it.

About a perculiar thing
Afraid that'll slip
Like sand; as you grip in one go
You clenched your fist, you feel it's sturdiness.
Till as we all know, only to slip between the fault a of our hand

It's through the fault of our hands, yet it isn't our hand's fault
Awaiting destination
The irony of contradiction.
Should none pay great care in words spoken

Somewhere along those lines similar to a superstition?
Afraid of getting closer, but yet refusing to let go?

Shouldn't we all realize the inevitable?
Seperating the facts from the fancy
In the end should one revaluate
All these useless thoughts that ought to be in vain

Ok then...

as I thought...

This voice of this young man couldn't be traced?

Delusions?

Am I delusional?

Maybe after what I've been through, it might be the applaudable...
That is if such gisps had to do much with former affairs.
If only it had a relationship of some kind.
Isn't that how physiology works?
As they are all connected...

Pphhtt... Haha, this [Magical Essence Perception], is this a joke?
This is what I'm experiencing?
How childish
Such similarity to a RPG
Along that my childhood youth

Maybe it would be as it was said...?

Or maybe I'am just a bit shaken...
I'm on reasonable doubt on this
Some very reasonable doubt

I felt a little nudge on my foot

Hmm?

A half feet of something fell off
And hence landed near my steps
It was a...
A horn?
Wasn't this the rabbit's horn?

And in closer look, it does shone a translucent shine to it, alike a crystal
Is this even a horn?
Questions already arises just from the get go.

Its quite the horn that fell to the ground.

What's this?
Isn't this from the rabbit?
Does it seems rather like a crystal treasure?
Could be great for a Christmas ornament
I picked up the horn, such remainant of the onced lived

<Crystal Horn of the Demonic Hare - Grade E obtained>
<Place in [Dimensional Storage]?>

Here it camed again!
That voice!

<Yes?>

I answered out of pure curiosity
As not a second later, the supposing object at hand was swallowed by a certain void.

This... Can't be mistaken no more
The voice rang again, loud and clear; no mistake!
And it responded in reality!
It was in fact real!

{Who are you?}

I yelled as hard as my little lungs could

{Where are you!}

...
This is pointless...
I feel sorta of a madman
I'm yelling to no one...
I had examined the surrounding area, there was just only me...

Crouching down and my hands on my head
Nononono...
I do sense a slight dizziness.

<I'm I going mad?>
<What's going on?>