1. Bad Ending
While I was bleeding to death, I came to a sudden realization.
Love is the worst.
Well, if you think about it, the definition of love varies wildly from person to person. For some, it's holding hands and watching movies together. Maybe even the occasional kiss or two, or perhaps wanting to get closer to someone but being too shy. Simple stuff like that.
I liked this kind of love.
It’s nice and wholesome, something you can get behind and cheer for. Like when two high school students ask each other out after months of awkward and endearing experiences, you can’t help but smile and applaud the moment.
But…
“I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you—”
Yeah. This kind of love is the worst.
“Go away.”
I rubbed my hands weakly against my face, letting out a groan as I tried to barricade the door.
Having lived this long is a miracle, anyways. My right arm was densely covered in thick lacerations, while my left arm was a bloody mess of flesh and gore. My broken ankle was twisted in such a bizarre way, and the splint that had been applied months ago was still not taken off. My stomach had been hurting since last week, the organs probably ruptured.
“Open the door. Open the door. Open the door. Open the door. Open the door. Open the door. Open the door. Open the door. Open the door. Open the door. Open the door. Open the door. Open the door. Open the door. Open the door. Open the door. Open the door. Open the door. Open the door.”
“No way.”
“...”
Of course, even if I refused, I couldn’t actually do anything.
Not when most of the perpetrators were already inside.
“By the window, I see you there, under my chair, in the vents…? And I can see you too, above me.”
“Mirai…! Of course you found me… of course… only me~”
[Remiel, Stalker of the Night]
[With her final dream left unfulfilled, this ghastly maiden will follow her chosen one until the end.]
Pressing her body repeatedly against the window panes was a transparent woman, her thighs and soft parts leaving suggestive marks from the steam. With an uncomfortably lewd expression on her face, her tongue swirled around wildly as she made direct eye contact with me.
Well, compared to the others at least, I guess you could say she’s a nice girl. She doesn’t harm me or actively disturb my way of life
But
It’s not good to show affection to anyone else while she’s looking.
“M-Mirai, if you d-dont mind…? I can have it right? Y-You promised me!!”
[Eden De Death Evergaden XII, Youngest Child of the Dragon Clan]
[With dreams far grander and beyond anything you could ever imagine, the small Dragonesse will tear and destroy everything to achieve it.]
Ah…
Blonde hair that gleamed without any special care, soft golden eyes and a cute mouth curled into a pleading expression, revealing a protruded canine. A cute girl that seemed like she would bloom into a true beauty in the future.
The youngest dragon was personally in my kitchen, hiding underneath the chair in a fetal position with her wings curled around her, large watery tears forming in her eyes.
A bratty exterior but a soft heart, one who becomes quite shy in front of others.
“Miraiiii~”
“...”
“Our deal~, you remember, don’t you~?”
“...
“If you break that deal~, well, you know what will happen, don’t you~?”
[Ophelia Zi’eer, Deepsea Contractor]
[Having spent most of her life gazing at the stars from the deep depths of the ocean, she’ll make any deal to obtain what’s rightfully hers.]
Right above me was a tall, dark woman with refined features and long black hair like the abyss. She was blessed with large assets that were honestly quite pleasing to the eye, but what stood out the most were humongous tentacles that spread across my entire ceiling.
She’s very strict, but what I’ve obtained from her has helped me a lot over the last few months.
Though, now I’ll have to pay the price.
CLANG! CLANG!
“Urgh…!”
I tried my best to hold back the metal door, digging in my heels with all my might. But the metal door gave in first, sending me sprawling onto the floor.
“Mirai. Why didn’t you open the door? Why didn’t you open the door? Why didn’t you open the door? Why didn’t you open the door? Why didn’t you open the door? Why didn’t you open the door? Why didn’t you open the door? Why didn’t you open the door? Why didn’t you open the door–"
“I did open the door.”
“No. You didn’t. You lied to me. You lied to me. You lied to me. You lied to me. You lied to me. You lied to me. You lied to me. You lied to me. You lied to me. You lied to me. You lied to me. You lied to me. You lied to me. You lied to me. You lied to me.”
“Then.”
“Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar. Liar.”
“Then why is the door open now?”
“That’s…”
“Yes?
“You’re right, Mirai. I was mistaken. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Forgive me. Forgive me. ”
[Jarari Kemonomimi, Princess of the Moonseye]
[The wolf girl has had enough of schemes and being controlled, wishing only to have the freedom to take what’s hers.]
A beautiful and striking woman more than three heads taller than me, her flowing platinum hair disheveled. Long muscular legs, with thick thighs and a commendable bust. A fierce, wild gleam in her usually calm eyes. Sharp yet feminine features, with the addition of two wolf ears and a tail sprouting from her head and bottom.
She displayed a cold exterior on the outside, but… she’s actually quite empty headed?
It adds to her charm, but it makes her quite more difficult to deal with. After all, I had to take care of her, feed her, watch over her, pat her back until she falls asleep...
Ah, what am I saying? It’ll all be over soon.
“It was a good try, Mirai. I’m surprised a human like you could survive until now."
“Tch.”
“I’m not the type to enjoy watching the weak struggle, but it was quite amusing to see your antics.”
“...”
“Anyways, there’s nowhere left to run.”
[???, ??? ?? ? ??????]
[Something terrible. It’s best advised to avoid this monstrosity at all costs]
“What are you looking at Mirai?”
My eyes are tightly closed. I can’t believe I hadn’t noticed that this monster was here until now. If it was a bad ending before, it was the worst possible ending now.
Just picturing its form in my mind is immensely damaging to my mental health, but from the glimpses I’ve seen through my fingers in the past, it's something unimaginable wearing human skin.
“Look at me when I’m speaking, Mirai."
“...”
“Leave me alone.”
“Mmm…? Don’t want to.”
“Fufu, you can’t leave now!”
“G-Give me it!!”
“Mirai.”
“Mirai!”
“Let's have babies!”
“What?!”
“Oi, you!! It’s going to be me!”
“Mirai!!!!”
One by one, voices chimed in.
To make matters worse, there were even more outside my house.
Why…
Why have the girls who I seduced all rallied together to imprison me!! They might be monsters, but I thought if I could touch their hearts and rehabilitate them into having better personalities and mindsets…
No, I was mistaken!!
“You can’t escape Mirai. Never again will I let that mistake happen~”
How could I let this happen?
“I-It’ll be fun, Mirai! D-Dont worry, I’ll tell the others to be nice…”
Where did it go wrong?
“Mirai. Let’s go to bed. I’m tired. I’m tired.”
How did it come to this?
“Forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever~”
My memories go back to the first day of the apocalypse, when humanity met its conquerors.
