Reincarnated into a Doomed Novel as an Unknown Extra-Chapter 67: A Miserable Ghost

’What... will happen now?’

I couldn’t see anything.

I couldn’t hear anything.

I couldn’t smell anything.

All I could feel was my aura core, the presence of some souls around, and my soul fading slowly with every passing second.

I was dying slowly

I panicked immediately.

I didn’t want to die. Not here, not like this, not with Andrea’s and Maxwell’s souls with me, not after all I did, not after all I endured.

In an instant, I enhanced my soul with my soul aura to keep it stable.

I was safe for now, but eventually, my mental power would end.

But I still had hope.

’Braham and Celestina have that elixir. If I wait enough until they find out that I’m not actually dead, they will heal my body.’

I inhaled slowly — or imagined it — and waited for them.

I didn’t know how a corpse suddenly attacked me. Maybe it was due to the corruption, or maybe it was something from Cecil, but they had to fix it soon.

’anytime now.’

....

’anytime now...?’

...

’Oh right! The fourth wave must have started. I can feel many souls around me. It’s definitely harder than the past one so they are taking some time.’

My aura started to weaken slowly, but I still had hope.

I believed in them.

.....

’The fifth wave? Don’t tell me it started immediately without giving them time to rest. Judging by how my aura core is still fine, maybe they are protecting my body. Who knows, Cecil may try to use my body if they left it.’

"....!"

Suddenly, I felt something merging with my soul and strengthening both my will and mental power.

A sudden surge of information entered my soul. I was shocked when I absorbed them.

’Soul-bound artifact?! A katana?! With 4 abilities!!’

I was stunned by the information, because even the Exalted who get their artifacts at tier 2 only get 2 abilities.

I focused on them, and immediately, I understood how I got it.

The first ability was to give the sword to whoever I wanted. Whoever got the sword would also have the ability to give it to someone else and one random ability from me.

’this-this is Yamato! Is master Kai trying to help me?’

The second ability was improving my will passively, which explained how master Kai’s aura was that powerful.

The third ability belonged to me. It was the ability to shoot a beam of cold flames from the tip of Yamato, freezing not only the body but also the soul.

The fourth ability which was passive was that the blade contains the power of my 3 affinities. It could freeze, cut souls, decay what it touches, and... corrupt?

’Oh! This should be related to either my new darkness or soul. The corruption must be significantly stronger than my former darkness. I have to stay cautious when I use them later until I know which one contains the corruption.’

With my new stronger aura, I could wait for some more time.

But then there was a problem.

’Why did he give me Yamato instead of healing my body? Is the situation that bad?’

A feeling of unease filled me. I couldn’t stay passive. I had to do something.

But what? Abandon my body and become a ghost? What about my aura core?

I kept thinking for a few moments before a dangerous idea hit me, but I had no other choice. I couldn’t afford wasting more time.

I started to turn myself into soul threads.

I had to connect my core with my soul instead of the paths in my body, making it strengthen my soul instead of the body.

I was abandoning my body, but with my strong soul and will I should be able to stay sane, and with the aura core I would be stronger than being just a ghost.

The will inside the core tried to resist my thread, but as if recognising me, the resistance suddenly stopped.

One by one, I connected each thread to the core, feeling my soul becoming more stable without using aura.

’It’s working! But I’m too slow. I need to hurry up to give Yamato to master Kai.’

I continued connecting my threads to the core until around 70% of my soul essence got connected to it.

Just then, the core’s color turned a little darker, but I didn’t think too much about it.

A few moments later, the connection between my core and soul reached 100%, replacing the old connection between my body and core.

’There is no return now.’

Flickering to my spectral form, I left my body immediately, and surprisingly, the core turned into spectral too.

My connection to my body was completely lost. I could never return to it again.

As my legs touched the snow, I cursed inwardly.

’Shit! I feel too weird.’

I stood in daze as I tried to adjust to my new senses.

I could smell, but I wasn’t breathing.

I could hear, but it was much better than my normal hearing.

My vision was a complete mess. I didn’t have real eyes, yet I could see everything around me from a 360 angle in cloudy colors.

And I couldn’t blink!

I stopped moving as I observed the scene around me.

The sky was green, with a green moon lightening the island, and a timer under it.

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"...."

The place was filled with the corpses of knights and horses on the ground, with green blood covering the snow.

But that wasn’t what had shaken my entire being.

’No... this can’t be...’

I fell on my knees as I stared at... master Kai...

He was pierced by spears, cut by swords, stomped by horses, and smashed by hammers. And yet—

His body — the remaining of his almost unrecognisable body was still beside my head.

Beside my damn head!!

There was no soul floating and his core was shattered... leaving nothing to return to Eldoria.

I was late.

I was too late

Too late to save him. Too late to save his soul... too late to even see his will.

Just like always, I was pathetic! Powerless! Useless!

I brought my hand to him and touched his hand, but then he fell immediately on the ground.

For a moment, I just stared silently at him.

’I’m... sorry...’

I stood up, and moved forward, exploring the rest of the island.

With each step, the weight on my soul became heavier.

Drago, Alden, Lily.

’Truly... sorry.’

Nora, Braham, George.

’If I was... faster.’

Marcus, Ray, Vincent.

’If I was... stronger’

They were all dead.

’If I had more power...’

Smashed, crushed, tattered, corrupted, rotted. They died painfully and slowly because of me.

Only the corpses of Long Wei, Celestina, Jaxon, Cecil and Gilbert were missing, but I couldn’t know what happened to them.

The corpse that attacked me was probably controlled by Cecil.

He was likely the one who summoned the green moon and caused all this.

It was his fault, but also my fault for being too weak to stop him.

I stood in the middle of the island, my head looking at the sky, but my vision showing the massacre around me.

I wanted to cry, but I had no eyes.

I wanted to scream, but I had no mouth.

I wanted to kill, but the murderer wasn’t here.

I was an abyssal soul.

A miserable ghost.

Standing alone, surrounded by the dead.