Chapter 3: Stats Open
However, no matter how infuriated I am by my current situation, no matter how much anger I hold towards Liliana and my younger brother, it’s also a fact that I lack the power to overturn any of it.
Each time, I feel my own powerlessness, and I come to hate myself for it.
“If only I could at least use Summoned Demon Beasts… As for Summoned Demon Beasts, I raised most of them to the maximum level, and I spent so much on Microtransactions to collect them, so it wouldn’t hurt if I could use just one, right…? ……Hm? What are Summoned Demon Beasts? I shouldn’t have been able to contract even a single Summoned Demon Beast…? And what are Microtransactions?”
And then, I had just casually said, “If only I could use Summoned Demon Beasts,” without a second thought, but not only have I never even been able to summon a Summoned Demon Beast in the first place, I had also uttered a word whose meaning I didn’t understand, like ‘Microtransaction’.
I don’t understand its meaning.
However, even though I don’t understand the meaning, I certainly feel like I know about these things. It’s a strange feeling.
Maybe, due to all the stress that’s built up until now, my mind has finally snapped.
Even while thinking that, it bothered me like a small fish bone stuck in my throat, so the moment I tried to recall things about ‘Summoned Demon Beasts’ and ‘Microtransactions’, memories from my previous life came flooding in like an avalanche, accompanied by an intense headache.
Due to the sheer volume of information and the resulting headache, I almost lost consciousness, but the more the memories of my past life avalanched into my brain, the more I simultaneously felt like rejoicing.
If the memories of my past life are correct, I can retaliate against all those who have made a fool of me until now, using the very ‘power’ they speak of.
If I don’t rejoice at this, what else is there to rejoice about?
I instinctively felt like shouting out from the sheer joy and sense of liberation, but I somehow managed to hold it back.
What I can say for now is this: if the memories of my past life are correct, it is certain that I have obtained enough power to feel that abandoning this worthless house, this fiancée, the constraints of being a noble and the eldest son, and even the Empire itself, would pose no problem whatsoever.
However, for now, it’s still just ‘if the memories of my past life are correct’, so verification is necessary.
And so, suppressing my eagerness, I murmur.
“Stats Open.”
Thereupon, within my field of vision, the stats of the VRMMO character I played in my previous life appeared.
That, that right there, is the greatest proof of all that ‘I have reincarnated inheriting the stats of the VRMMO character I played in my previous life’.