i’ve got Cheshire to memorize the whole content of the book i got from Wolf, and it seems there was no point in forcing it in because of the affinity between the book of necromancy and the girl herself.

i really do wonder sometimes, just who is Wolf?

i mean, from where can you get yourself a book about necromancy??

while i was wondering about that, i saw the hologram installed in my room Alongside bed.

i had requested Wolf to change the girl’s name in the records of the academy to the of Cheshire, i really cant get her

to remember her old name when it is such a traumatic memory.

ohh?

Time12:00DetailsBattle Royal between rank 370~360

“Hey Cheshire! hurry up and wake up! its about to get 11!!”

damn, this sleepy head has taken over my bed once again.........should i kick her out?

seeing as that she’s not waking up with just this, i proceeded into shaking her

“W-woah! what’re you doing first thing in the morning?!”

“is that how to talk to someone kind enough to let you into their room and takes the time to wake your ass up?!”

“Ahh, its just Mister Hatter.....phew.”

“Stop sighing and tell me already, what rank are you at the moment?”

“rank.....?”

“yes.”

“whats that?”

“.............”

“wait whats with that look?! is it really that weird to not know?!”

“you.......have you really been in this place for two years........?”

“well i'm sorry for being locked up in some unknown place....”

“anyhow, i cant really explain it that well so i'm going to fetch Wolf”

“I’m already here, Master!”

“Woah!? didn't you go out to get breakfast for this sleepy head? what are you doing here?!”

“I already got it~”

“Good morning Mister Wolf!”

“Good morning, sleepy head~”

“it should be good afternoon you dimwits.”

dammit.

while they chuckle, i'm being serious about the rankings.....its my fault for being worried.

“Anyhow Wolf, can you check what rank Cheshire is?”

“Ohh, i’ve already done that! its rank 370”

“you’re still as a creepy perfectionist as ever........”

“so...what’s this about ranking......?”

“Ahh, you’re actually in a Battle royal to the death due today.”

“Eh.........?”

“hmm? i see. just let me repeat that i guess. YOU ARE IN A BATTLE ROYAL TO THE DEATH THAT STARTS IN AN HOUR, so get up and get changed!”

“O-okay.......!”

***

After changing my clothes, Mister Hatter and Mister Wolf presented me with a Japanese sword ((Katana)) and told me to use it in the battle....

i really don't want to fight....

“Cheshire!”

I really like the sound of Mister Hatter when he calls my name....

“Cheshire!!”

hmm......?

isn’t he calling me now........?

“Yeah.......?”

“I’ll be leaving you right now and head to the seats, so good luck!”

“Eh?”

i took a look around myself and all i see is some lockers and a seat located right infront of a TV

“Wait, isn’t this the waiting rooms in the arena.....?”

i'm not so sure anymore because i haven't been here before even once...

‘To all participants, please make way to the center of the arena.’

ahh, they’re calling me aren't they....?

i pick up the sword which is still in its sheath and began walking toward the center of the arena.

i hope i don't die.....

i hope they don't pay attention to me and i can last until the end......

ahh! i know what to do, i’ll hide and hopefully they’ll kill each other? and after that, kill the last guy standing??

yes! i should probably go with this plan.....man, it turns out i'm actually pretty smart?

while thinking like that, i reached the center of the arena.

the arena is a very wide circle with nothing in it........my plan wont work will it?

there is simply no way for someone to hide when everything is in plain sight.....

while looking for a place to hide helplessly, the announcer announced the beginning of the match.

ahh, they probably wont kill me yet will they? i mean i'm the weakest here.....i bet they’ll leave me for the end.

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h-hmm....?

P-pain...

my faint hope was crushed just like how you crush an ant under your feet.

“H-hahaha! i’m not going to die now! he promised to save me.....!” ((this is said by the girl who stabbed Cheshire))

i take a look around me and see that a small structure girl holding a sword that's currently being stabbed into my bloody spine.....

i see.

so she has stabbed me?

isn't this a fatal wound?

i wonder why i'm feeling calmer than before....

“Hey.......what are you doing?”

as soon as i said that, the girl behind me drops on the ground......i wonder why?

ohh! as soon as she gets down, she got up yet again!

hmm?

i wonder why, but her appearance is that of a rotting body.....is this fine? i mean she looks like a zombie.....

ahh! i remember, one of the curses of necromancers is that when receiving a fatal wound they inflict a dying curse on the inflicter of that wound....but i wonder why.....i really feel like something is amiss here.....ahh, whatever!

“you.....kill them all.”

as i said that, the zombie begins to run toward the person closest to us.

ohh....?

it seems they’re best friends.....

ohh! i just got a great idea.......!

“<>”

the zombie that was attacking what it seems to be her best friend suddenly exploded and took her best friend with her.

“Hey hey~! aren't you glad? now you can both be undead together!”

both bodies began standing up again and started attack those nearest to them.

i’ve repeated this for a couple of times until all of them were dead......or at least that's what i thought.

“M-moster......!”

that's when i suddenly got my neck severed from my body

ohh, how i’ve been careless.

for the first time, i began realizing that the arena was dyed in blood.

the whole floor is dyed red, with whose blood? that is something i don't know.

i wonder, when am i going to die?

how can i live with only a severed head.....?

that's when i took notice of something really important.

my body which was located infront of me began moving on its own.

ohh?

can i control it.......?

those were my first thoughts when i saw my headless body moving.

i wonder, since when were i like this.....?

since when did i become a monster?

when i realized how stupid my thoughts were, i burst into laughter.

“Haha......hahahahahahaha~!”

i....i’ve always been a monster......isn't that right?

“Y-you.....you monster.......!”

“ohh?”

this is bad, i forgot about him again...this guy has presence issues.

i instruct my body to come pick up my head, but it couldn't do so while being stabbed by the guy who got my neck.

ahh, this is getting annoying....my body cant pick up my head with him cutting me all over the place.....

well then, i unsheathed the sword in preparation to attack him, and at the same time, the zombies i created began to swarm him.

this is truly a scene out of a low-budget horror movie.....while blood was still flowing out of the place my neck used to be, while the zombies are holding the man in his place, i struck him

"χοῦς εἶ καί εἰς χοῦν ἀπελεύσει."

the man fell down, turned to ashes with the rest of the zombies, that's when i noticed the weird inscriptions on the sword, it looked like Greek letters....but i cant read Greek so i cant say for sure.

the announcer announced the winner while i instruct my body to pick up my head.

i looked at the reflection on the hologram screen used to broadcast the match, and on it i've seen myself with my hair colored crimson blood.

from that day onwards, she was feared as the undead crimson princess.

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Author Note: Err....i hope you enjoyed this chapter! this might be the only chapter for today though, because i got a math final tomorrow, so gonna study for that.......also, if you do spot a grammar error or something spelled incorrectly, then please tell me.....so that the next person will be able to enjoy the chapter even better......other than that, thank you for reading~!

PS. i wrote this chapter while listening to Maroon 5's This love. the song is just so good~!!