The SSS Beast King: Rebirth of the Legendary Predator
Chapter 37: Being Remembered

Chapter 37: Being Remembered

Again, I was in the endless abyss, this time without a way out. I can’t say I’m not disappointed. I’ve done nothing with my second chance. I gave it away to save a random human, how pathetic. I still don’t understand what I was thinking.

At that moment, my feet moved on their own, as if they had a soul of their own.

And because I was unable to prevent them from continuing any further, I had paid the price. My death, once again, I had died. But this time... at least I didn’t die alone. Right?

Was my death going to be remembered and spread by those who survived? ’Of course not.’ I had died in The Core, there wasn’t anything like remembering the death. My body probably didn’t exist anymore, devoured by The Core.

I can’t say I’m that mad. I never was fond of being buried, but then again, it wasn’t me who was getting put underground, but the boy whose body I had taken over, I wonder what he was doing. The best choice for him is just to accept reality and go to the afterworld. But I doubt that is going to happen.

Like many other stubborn humans, he’ll wander The Core as a ghost for whatever reason, and soon after, he would be turned into a beast.

It’s quite a simple process. Seeing your ghost form, people would just consider you a beast, and through human belief and memory, you will be turned into what you hate most. A memory beast.

But what about me, what is going to happen to me? Well, there isn’t really an afterlife for a beast, you either live the rest of your life in the abyss or just cease to exist, Essentially returning to nothingness as if you had never existed.

Truly, only the densest chose the first, but as you can tell, I’m part of this group.

There is no way of going back, so most think just letting go of their current soul is better, hoping for a fresh start, to be reborn with a clear mind even if they don’t remember their past lives. But those like me still cling to hope, refusing to let go of who they are.

Many believe this abyss was made by the beast that still had a burning fire inside, while some think it was a way for The Core to give them hope and then crush it with its bare hands as they realize that there is no actual way out.

Can’t say this place is the nicest either. The ground is wet as drops of water somehow drop from the empty sky, making a sound that quickly makes you crazy. And it’s not like anything is stopping them from falling on you, so you’re always being rained on.

There is just you and the darkness in this place, no one to help you. It’s your decision to make. Hold onto yourselves just a little longer, or just put yourself to rest, starting a new life without any memories, so that way, you can’t regret anything.

There is no smell in this place, only your odor, so if you don’t like how you smell... well, you are going to have a bad time. But stay calm, it’s not like you can smell anything after having water pour on your bare skin. Most of the time, your nose is clogged, so you can’t smell anything even if you wanted.

Time is also slow as hell, a whole day in this place is only one hour in the outside world. I have lost count of how much time I’ve been here. I wasn’t crazy to try to count the hours, but if I tried approximating, it would probably be a week since I arrived in this place.

I’ve been going crazy, sometimes even talking to myself. And sometimes, I feel like I hear a response, I don’t know from where or who, but it’s pretty terrifying.

It makes me wonder if I was truly alone in this abyss. Who says that there can’t be other species living in these places? Just because we aren’t aware of their existence, it doesn’t mean they don’t exist. After all, a long time ago, humans weren’t even aware of memory beasts, but we definitely existed, even if many can’t remember the majority of their lives.

I do, well, not the entirety of it, but the important moment... like the one that started everything. I remember that day very clearly, the day I was abandoned by my mother and the day my hatred for humanity was born. Out of the crumbs of others, I crawled out of the deepest whole of The Core and turned it on its side.

The day I became The King Of Beasts, the balance of the world changed. No one was ever able to join so many beasts together before, it was the first time in history that so many beasts decided to all follow someone.

After all, memory beasts are creatures with consciences, not mindless monsters. They can make decisions on their own, they are driven by freedom.

But enough of my life, I don’t want to bore you with my endless blabbering on how I started to hate humans and everything. I will fully tell you about the start of my reign another day... or maybe never, as I don’t think I’ll handle staying in this place any longer.

Even if I hate it, the decision is clear to me. I can’t deny the truth any longer... this is the end. I’ve had a miserable life that, either way, will not be remembered by anyone. A part of me is glad I won’t be remembered meanwhile, the other searches for a way to not be lost in the past.

Will you take the responsibility of remembering me? Just forget it, it’s meaningless.

[The price for your death has been paid. Welcome back, contractor Moon!]

Hope... what a wonderful word.

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