Transmigrated to a Dark Fantasy World of SSS-Rank: King of the Void-Chapter 53: Prince of Misfortune
He placed his forearm over his eyes, tired despite having slept all night, and let out a long sigh. It was already early morning, indeed. The sun shone, painting this side of the world in golden hues, but for Mitsuki, it was the complete opposite.
The day had begun grayer than any other. He didn’t care if the system offered him new options; his mind was so overloaded with information that he didn’t want to know anything for a while—that "while" turned into a couple of hours, and eventually, evening came.
The crimson tones spilling through the window finally made Mitsuki bother to try and organize his thoughts.
’A shadow... We were one and the same...’ He opened his eyes; he still had dark circles for some reason. ’The shadow died, I think... My memories... The Herald of the Nameless... What is it that I’m feeling right now...?’
Emptiness—an immense void in his heart and mind.
’The throne in the darkness... The hands that helped me stand... The eyes that watched me from the sky... The pain of something piercing into my head... The system...’
Vivid images flashed through his mind one after another. He raised his arm, seeing the same message as before: [ Patch Summary. ] For someone like him, those words only meant one thing—the update the system had shown earlier was now ready to be used.
’Why is it still on my tattoo instead of a floating window like on the throne? My neck hurts every time I have to look at my arm.’
Even so, when he focused enough, the words changed.
[ Welcome back, Herald of the Unnameable. ]
𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
[ The update has been successful! Here is a summary of everything new. ]
Mitsuki frowned. He was wary of this. After the pain he went through to accept being the prophesied disaster, anything that came from the system—or related to it—felt dangerous.
[ The system has heard your complaints and has added the "Description" option. You can now view short summaries of all your items, skills, titles, and more. ]
"Man... finally," he said with a faint smile on his tired face. ’You have no idea how much I needed that. Without any kind of lore to tell me what the hell each thing does, it’s hard to just rely on trial and error.’
With a brief motion, the words on the tattoo changed.
[ Based on your experiences, the "Physical Status" section has been added. You can now monitor your body’s condition at all times. ]
’That’s pretty useful.’ Now he could check on his injuries, status effects, illnesses, and more. It really was a good addition to the system—it made it feel more complex.
However, what came next left Mitsuki in silence.
[ Your mind is important too, so based on your experiences, the "Sanity" section has been added to the system. ]
’Sanity...’ Just thinking about that word made him remember what had happened earlier. He closed his eyes, snuffing out his emotions like a flame in a storm, and after a long sigh, continued reading.
[ The passive effects of your titles have been improved. ]
[ From now on, the amount of experience, stat points, and skill levels you gain will increase as long as you are within one of the territories of the Four Great Ancient Mysteries. ]
[ That is all for now. ]
’I thought there’d be more, but I guess that’s asking too much.’
The tattoo displayed something else...
[ So, become strong, Mitsuki. Show the world that you are the best at whatever you choose. I will be here with you, even if I have already disappeared forever. ]
’The shadow...’
Was this its final message? Was there some connection between the shadow, the system, and the one who cannot be named? The only thing Mitsuki was certain of was that deep sense of emptiness in his chest whenever he thought about the shadow and its disappearance. But why? He had only just met that being—so why did he feel this way about its departure?
Whatever the reason, it didn’t matter anymore. Thinking about it wouldn’t solve anything.
’Every time I try to figure something out, I just end up with more questions. I have a feeling that the more I move forward in this world, the more I’ll discover—but this impatience to know is eating me alive.’ He ran his hands through his messy hair, adjusted his coat, and looked out the window. ’Anyway... Ellegaard... You weren’t wrong, but...’
Focusing enough, he summoned the window in front of his eyes.
’I think things will be different now.’
[
❖ Name: Mitsuki Kirishima
❖ Level: 14
❖ XP: 320 / 700
❖ Sanity: 60%
❖ Physical Status:
Normal.
❖ HP / MP / Stamina:
200 / 80 / 35
❖ Strength / Agility / Intelligence:
40 / 20 / 80
❖ Titles:
King of the Void, Master of Cinder, Prince of Misfortune, Poisoned Cake, Herald of the Unnameable.
❖ Skills:
Pro Gamer, Insomnia, Sarcasm...
]
’The skills I already know by heart, but I guess the system now shows an overall summary of everything. Sanity... Looks like I’m fine, just like my physical state.’
There was something more important than all that.
’Putting that aside, I want to see what the titles actually do. Let’s start with the one I already had when I arrived.’
[ King of the Void:
Nonexistence resonates with your soul, granting you a certain understanding of the world. (Synergy with the title Herald of the Nameless) ]
’For a title that sounds like a final boss, I didn’t expect it to be so... disappointing.’
[ Master of Cinder:
You betrayed your people and brought calamity upon your home. Ash consumes all—except your soul, which has been condemned to live as the shadow of what you once were. From now on, ash-born beasts weaker than you will fear you and follow you—you are the Master. ]
Mitsuki’s eyes lit up with hope. ’So anything weaker than me will at least run away or obey my commands...’ Though, well, he’s pathetically weak. No one would run from him or follow him until he became strong enough.
On the other hand, the next title would completely change the course of his story.
[ Prince of Misfortune:
Your heart was just and loyal, but the world turned its back on you. Now, wherever you go, misfortune will follow. Death will spill beneath your feet; tragedy will become one with your very being. ]
