Chapter 1 .

Human beings—they’re nothing but trash .

I cowered in the depths of a deep cave, and even as I was being tormented by incessant pains, I continued to spit out curses .

That was the only thing I could do .

Exhausted and unable to properly rest, my body can’t move very well .

I’m so hungry that stomach acid is burning my insides, and even my eyes spin with dizziness .

My breathing feels feverish and unstable .

If I actually fell sick at this point, it’d really be the end for me .

I didn’t want to admit that I’ve been driven into a corner .

Damn it . Damn it .

Dying a lonely death, by myself, in such an unknown place as this . . .

I wonder what sins I have committed to have to meet a fate like this .

No, that's not right .

I haven't done anything .

They are the ones who did it . At most, I was only a victim .

That’s why I continue to curse .

By doing so, I try to keep my consciousness from slipping .

Because when this hatred fades away completely . . . I think that my existence will probably disappear at the same time as well .

But, as if to mock the efforts of someone like me, I hear some kind of sound coming from the direction of the entrance of the cave .

The sound of something being dragged along the ground .

It’s an ominous scraping sound, as though it was chipping away at my soul .

. . . Don't come . Don't come, don't come, don't come!

I cry out inside my heart, but the sound continues to approach steadily .

It's over . I can't escape from it .

With my heart filled with hopelessness, I turned my gaze towards the sound while still crouched .

Standing there, with a semi-liquid body structure, was a creature over two meters tall .

" . . . Ah . "

Monsters .

That’s what we called them, the natural enemies of human beings .

The creature we conveniently named ‘Slime’, despite not having any eyes, seemed to have found me . It approached with an agility one wouldn’t expect from its appearance .

I didn’t even think about escaping . In the first place, I don’t even have enough physical strength left to stand up .

“Damn it!”

My outstretched arm was the first to be eaten by strong digestive fluids . Instead of pain, a form of numbness and loss of feeling was transmitted to my exhausted brain, as the uniform I’m wearing melts .

It seems my life will be coming to an end here .

No, no, no .

I don't want that .

" . . . Someone, save me . "

Leaving behind such pathetic words, I lost consciousness in the end .

That was a morning 3 days ago, when I began to despair in the beings called ‘humans’ .

Chapter 1 . .

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Human beings—they’re nothing but trash . .

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I cowered in the depths of a deep cave, and even as I was being tormented by incessant pains, I continued to spit out curses . .

 .

That was the only thing I could do . .

 .

Exhausted and unable to properly rest, my body can’t move very well . .

I’m so hungry that stomach acid is burning my insides, and even my eyes spin with dizziness . .

My breathing feels feverish and unstable . .

 .

If I actually fell sick at this point, it’d really be the end for me . .

 .

I didn’t want to admit that I’ve been driven into a corner . .

 .

Damn it . Damn it . .

Dying a lonely death, by myself, in such an unknown place as this . .

 .

I wonder what sins I have committed to have to meet a fate like this . .

 .

No, that's not right . .

I haven't done anything . .

 .

They are the ones who did it . At most, I was only a victim . .

 .

That’s why I continue to curse . .

 .

By doing so, I try to keep my consciousness from slipping . .

Because when this hatred fades away completely . I think that my existence will probably disappear at the same time as well . .

 .

But, as if to mock the efforts of someone like me, I hear some kind of sound coming from the direction of the entrance of the cave . .

 .

The sound of something being dragged along the ground . .

It’s an ominous scraping sound, as though it was chipping away at my soul . .

 .

. Don't come . Don't come, don't come, don't come!.

 .

I cry out inside my heart, but the sound continues to approach steadily . .

 .

It's over . I can't escape from it . .

 .

With my heart filled with hopelessness, I turned my gaze towards the sound while still crouched . .

 .

Standing there, with a semi-liquid body structure, was a creature over two meters tall . .

 .

" . Ah . ".

 .

Monsters . .

That’s what we called them, the natural enemies of human beings . .

 .

The creature we conveniently named ‘Slime’, despite not having any eyes, seemed to have found me . It approached with an agility one wouldn’t expect from its appearance . .

 .

I didn’t even think about escaping . In the first place, I don’t even have enough physical strength left to stand up . .

 .

“Damn it!”.

 .

My outstretched arm was the first to be eaten by strong digestive fluids . Instead of pain, a form of numbness and loss of feeling was transmitted to my exhausted brain, as the uniform I’m wearing melts . .

 .

It seems my life will be coming to an end here . .

 .

No, no, no . .

I don't want that . .

 .

" . Someone, save me . ".

 .

Leaving behind such pathetic words, I lost consciousness in the end . .

 .

That was a morning 3 days ago, when I began to despair in the beings called ‘humans’ . .