Reincarnated With A Glitched System: Why Is My MP Not Running Out?

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At the end, I ended calling Celeste using magic, and once we were all together we began telling absolutely everything that happened. Our parents seemed more and more intrigued, although it was obvious that their faces were filled with concern. Even Arafunn's often lax nature seemed to have come to a stop, as he narrowed his eyes.

"This is so much to process…" My mother sighed. "I can't… I… Sigh…"

My mother facepalmed, as she began massaging her forehead, something she often did when she was nervous and worried.

"So these bastards are already ordering our daughters to do their bidding…" Shade muttered. "Sometimes I wish they could all just die to leave us alone."

"We did what they asked us to do, we all worked like their puppets, their slaves…" Nepheline said. "We did so many atrocities, we lost so many… So many friends… And now they just want the same thing for our girls? These bastards…"

"We all have kind of forgotten about it, huh? But yeah… I guess they're the heroes at the end." Sighed Arafunn. "But there's a different pattern now. They were granted even more divine protections. The Gods seem afraid, something like this never happened before."

"I think it is more than just for the Demon King, they're trying to prepare the two of them for more threats than someone in a completely different continent minding his own business…" My mother said. "Someone at the age of 12 at that. I can't… I am not going to help my daughter kill a child…"

"Don't worry, I am not going to do it. I won't… I will not kill the Demon King; I've already made up my mind." I said with a nod.

"Something that was never ever said by a hero in all of history." Said Arafunn with a smile. "Quite the bold words, Sylphy. I like that."

"Even if we don't intend to…" My mother said. "If that kid ends up growing bad, if he becomes someone that is corrupt, or simply harbors hate against all humans, then… if he truly has such powers, what can we do then? Sylphy, in the future, what will you do?"

"What… will I do?" I sighed.

"What will you do too?" Asked my mother back at Aquarina.

We were left both speechless, we really didn't had anything figured out yet. It was way too much pressure, too many variables, too much to consider. If we didn't wanted to kill someone, but if that someone becomes so overly strong and then begins a quest to genocide everybody else… then we'll eventually be forced to kill them, and the cycle will continue, endlessly.

"Faylen, are those things you ask thirteen-year-old girls?" My father asked. "I know they look more mature now as they're at puberty and all, and well, I can't believe how tall Aquarina has become too, but… these are not things you ask to girls this age- no, to anybody. Even an experienced old man would tell you they have no idea what they would do…"

"I… Well, yeah. Perhaps I am worrying too much. There are just too many variables. And the lives of many people might one day be at stake. I know that killing the Demon King won't really end anything, it simply will restart the cycle again… But if he becomes a big enough threat once he grows up… Sylphy, Aquarina…" My mother looked at the two of us.

"Mother cut it out!" I said, hitting the table.

BAAAM!

"Ah…! Sylphy?!"

"I am tired! I don't want to talk about this stupid thing anymore! I am so tired of all of this… this BULLSHIT! Ugh… Why do I have to take so many decisions?! Why are we being so forced into this?! Why do we have to think over the safety of everything?! Isn't this the work of the gods?! Ugh… UGGGH!"

I ended having a meltdown, as I ran away from home, running into the garden.

"Sylphy!"

"Sylphy wait!"

I ran and ran, as tears began flowing from my eyes.

I felt so frustrated, so angered.

It felt so concerning and at the same time so sad.

It also felt horrible!

And it felt like… nothing was good.

Everything was just shit!

The gods were shit! The whole demon king business was shit! The heroes' titles were all shit! This whole war between gods and the world were shit too! The only thing I've been swallowing all this time was bullshit after bullshit!

I am not going to become a hero. I am not going to kill the demon lord! I am not going to do as the gods say, and I won't… I won't genocide the damn demons!

I found myself crying behind a tree, like some stupid kid.

I guess I am a kid.

I died in my previous life without even gathering valuable life experiences.

I never grew up or matured as a person to begin with.

I only learned how to kill.

And kill… and kill…

And when I finally got to where I was aiming, I had to end my own life so others could live a bit longer.

Now that I look back, my previous life compared to this one felt so short…

"Sylph?"

"My daughter?"

Both of my parents found me almost right away.

"Sylphy… Please listen to me…" My mother asked.

"My daughter, don't cry…" My father tried to touch me.

"Leave me alone!" I quickly waved my hand; I didn't wanted to be touched.

I just wanted to be left alone.

"I am sorry…" My mother apologized. "I am very sorry; I shouldn't had said those things. I was just… I was just scared. I was scared…" My mother suddenly started crying at my side. "I'm sorry…"

"Mom…"

"I just don't want anything bad to happen to you… We've gone through so much already… I just… Don't want you to die… to go and die… I don't even know what to do anymore. I have… I have no idea." My mother continued crying.

I quickly hugged her back.

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