The Socially Anxious Mage is Being Misunderstood Again Today

After being accidentally killed by his scumbag biological father, Ethan was saved by the personification of his city's will. The condition for him to walk in this world again was to become the ...

Chapter 96 World G: 6 Because Nadia wasn't seen, R...

Chapter 96 World G: 6 Because Nadia wasn't seen, R...

Not seeing Nadia, Reena began searching for her and eventually found her in a rather strange place.

She was so engrossed in looking at something that she didn't even notice her own presence.

Wanting to scare her a little, she relaxed and walked behind her. Before scaring Nadia, she first looked at the words in the book in her hand.

Her mind went completely blank, and at the same time, it felt like a drill was being drilled into her brain. The drill started up, and her brain was being churned mercilessly. The excruciating pain made her mind go even blanker.

...What is that?

Her eyes widened, becoming somewhat frightening due to bloodshotness; her previously relaxed expression turned somber, and large shadows enveloped her.

What does it mean that she detonated all the bombs at the same time, turning once prosperous cities into what they are now, with only ruins as proof that a city once existed here?

What does it mean that she wantonly slaughtered a large number of people, even killing so many of her fellow guardians?

What does it mean for Nadia to hate her?

Slowly, an image of a black-haired little girl's serious face appeared in my mind, holding her hand. The figure shifted, and the little girl gradually transformed into a woman, still holding her hand, a rare relaxed smile on her face.

However, all of this vanished in fragments, fading away as quickly as a dream ended, leaving only boundless darkness and nothingness, leaving her all alone.

Her mind was still blank, as if her head didn't even have this part. She had no thoughts, and in this void, she hugged her knees, quietly alone.

She wasn't thinking about anything.

Unexpectedly, the best friend she had been hoping for all along already knew her, yet she hated her more than she loved her, because she made her lose everything.

Her friends, her city, her residents, the people she protected—all left her behind, and even suggested they kill her together.

She never thought about why she would be infected, why her mind would be damaged, causing her personality to change drastically, as if another person had possessed her, and she went on a killing spree. That was not something a hero should do. She destroyed everything she cherished.

She never imagined what would happen if she were conscious and saw all of this. To see this ravaged world, all caused by her own hand, the tragedy of a hero falling into the clutches of a world-destroying villain.

She never thought she should do this. She had lived alone for so many years and didn't know why she woke up in an empty world, why she was alive, or why she had survived.

She hadn't thought about what would happen to herself in the future. She was the culprit. Should she continue living? Could her death atone for her sins?

She remained frozen in her position, staring at the contents of the diary. The little figure in the darkness buried its face in its legs as if trying to hide.

Nadia turned the page, and the new page contained new content. The handwriting was much neater than the messy end of the previous page, and the content was only a few strokes, but it made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

Nadia is dead?

The person I've always been looking forward to, imagining her personality, thinking about how they would develop their relationship, maybe they would fight octopuses together to see the loot from the treasure chests, and she would give Nadia more and better things than Nadia.

He hadn't even truly appeared before her yet; he had died many years ago, or perhaps it was suicide?

It felt as if her brain had reappeared inside her head, and an even more intense pain surged through her, so intense that she wanted to tear her head out. The pain was so intense she didn't even have the strength to scream; her throat was dry, and she couldn't utter a sound.

Reena felt a cool sensation on her face. When she touched it, she realized that she had been crying uncontrollably, and her face was covered with cold, wet tear stains.

So painful...

I feel like crying...

She died...

Tears streamed down her face, soaking her hands and blurring her vision.

Nadia, Nadia. Nadia!

In the blur, she seemed to see the figure of that person, but when she blinked, she found only emptiness. There was nothing there, only Nadia from another world squatting in front of her, looking at her warily.

She wanted to say that she wasn't like that, that she wasn't that kind of person. She was normal, she had no such memories at all, was it really real? She wanted to say, believe me, you have to believe me, Nadia, but what could she do if you didn't trust her? She wanted to ask, did she do this? Did she really commit such a sin? Did she turn what should have been a beautiful world into what it is now? She wanted to say, don't abandon her, Nadia, don't go, don't leave her alone.

What should I do? Even you don't believe her, so what is she supposed to do? Nadia, why did you so cruelly abandon her?

In the end, all she could do was look at Nadia's counterpart and squeeze out a few resolute words through her clenched teeth: "Give it to me."

Nadia, of course, refused. Reena's eyes widened, turning bloodshot and somewhat ferocious. Tears continued to stream down her face, yet she remained expressionless, looking extremely eerie, with a kind of calm madness.

“I said,” Reena suddenly moved, trying to snatch the only thing Nadia had left behind: “Give it to me! It’s mine!” But Nadia nimbly dodged her.

They began to fight.

Nadia was unwilling to give her the diary, even though the other person was Reina's counterpart, and this was likely the last thing Reina's Nadia had left behind. But in that sense, as Reina's counterpart, she also had the right not to give it to her.

Reena's current state is truly terrifying. She noticed that Reina wasn't this crazy when she was angry, and she couldn't guarantee what would happen if this diary fell into Reena's hands.

Reena grabbed the diary, trying to snatch it away: "Give it back to me! This is—mine!"

Nadia, of course, wouldn't give in either, clutching her diary tightly.

Tear—pull—

The fragile diary was torn to shreds by their force, the pieces of paper slowly drifting down into the air, along with Reena's sanity.

At this moment, she couldn't even care less about her brain, which was throbbing with pain. She just stared blankly at the fluttering pieces of paper falling to the ground. The few pages that were rarely written on in her diary were torn to shreds, just like her heart, which was shattered by the torn pieces of paper.

Even the last thing Nadia left behind... she couldn't keep it?

She remembered, she remembered everything.

She recalled how, when the bomb was detonated, the city exploded like fireworks, the flames reflecting beautifully in her eyes.

Everyone's expressions of shock and disbelief, their eyes filled with anger and sorrow, all lost their luster under her touch.

In the end, she saw a look of pity in her eyes, filled with sadness and self-blame, from Tenas, with whom she had grown up.

“What a pity…” Tenas looked at the azure sky and the vast expanse of white clouds. Even with the broken ribs piercing his lungs, making it difficult to breathe, his words were broken and his voice choked with emotion: “It’s too late, it’s too late to find out now… What a pity, what are you going to do? Sister Reena? I can’t live to see that day… Everyone else is dead, no one can turn you back. Even if you hadn’t killed Sister Nadia later, she couldn’t have continued on her own. You would still be like this…”

What was Reena like back then? She was standing right next to him, looking down at the disheveled Tenas on the ground, the one who made him this way. She judged that he would die in less than ten minutes, indifferent like an outsider, instead of the person who grew up with him and was the one who caused this situation.

Why should we pity her? She doesn't need pity, and she has nothing to be pitied. Why is he so arrogantly spouting these nonsensical things?

She was perfectly fine; she had never felt so good. Faced with the situation she had created, she even felt a joyful urge to dance. And what did he say? Why did she kill Nadia? She would never kill her.

“Reena…” Tenas’s gaze shifted from the sky to her face, his eyes reddening, as if he were about to cry as a child, as if he wanted to say something more.

Reena, however, swiftly and decisively crouched down and snapped his neck, watching with satisfaction as his pupils lost focus.

She didn't want to see Tenas's tears.

Tenas knew he hated other children crying from a young age. When he was little, he would even try to hold back his tears when he was about to cry, just so he wouldn't be disgusted by himself.

What are you doing now? Are you trying to cry? Are you trying to gain her pity with your tears? She clearly hates useless tears the most; they serve no purpose other than showing someone your vulnerability.

Besides making people show their vulnerability, tears can also increase others' sadistic desires, making them want to taste more of the tears of the loser, thus making it even more counterproductive. That's why she has never bothered to use tears for anything since she was a child.

She'd already killed everyone, even the survivors who were his partners, all of them, dying on this ground before Tenas. Why was she still doing these pointless things? Reena didn't understand.

She didn't initially intend to be so ruthless, but Tenas wanted to join forces with others to capture her, so it was inevitable that she would turn the tables and kill them, because it was their choice.

But she never expected that Nadia would join them and try to capture her with them, which was undoubtedly a betrayal to her.

Tenas did that, and she killed him, but why would Nadia do the same?

For a moment, she actually wanted to twist Nadia's neck as well. Her hands were already gripping Nadia's neck, and she started to exert force. But when she saw the person she had knocked unconscious moving around unconsciously due to suffocation, she suddenly let go.

She couldn't do it, she couldn't kill Nadia.

Even if she still wants to kill, there are no other living people besides Nadia and herself, so she can't kill much. But her bloodlust remains, she craves more death and wants to be bathed in more despair.

But she never expected that she would leave Nafia behind. The look in Nadia's eyes when she woke up was one she would never forget for the rest of her life.

She ultimately couldn't save her; Nadia was discovered to have committed suicide when Nadia was already on her deathbed.

The person in her arms glanced at her one last time before closing their eyes with a sigh of relief and falling silent.

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Author's Note: Something even more heartbreaking than the death of a hero has happened...

Before losing her memory, Reena was just as calm and rational as her counterparts in other worlds.

After losing her memory, because no one or any external force influenced her personality, she initially possessed an innocent, animalistic nature. [Thinking about it this way is a bit scary; she was originally a cold and rational person.]

After regaining his memories, he will become a madman.

This is a painful piece of writing. I was already feeling down, but then I thought about my relatives and friends whom I haven't been in contact with for two months, which made it even worse. And the thought of having to go to work tomorrow is the hardest part.

My prediction was wrong. There's one more page to go before the end; there won't be any extra chapters.