Apocalypse Dark Elf Style -Magical Tribes Reincarnated in the Modern World

Translator: Xean

Editor: SevenTails

TN: Chapter 1 is entitled : Sweet Taste of Evening Darkness

In fact, I could never watch it at home, where I felt overwhelmed by a sense of obligation to excel and be normal. It was a good thing that I managed to convince my father to allow me to live alone and attend the knight school. Everything else was a just disaster.

Not just at my parent’s house, but also at school and in the outside world. I know that my interests are different from others. I’m attracted to things that others call creepy or gross.

So far in my life, I’ve been like that, though I’ve tried to hide it.

In picture books, I was more interested in ugly monsters than the good-looking knights and princesses. I was more attracted to desperate tragedies than to comedies that everyone could enjoy. I was more interested in the autobiography of a criminal than in someone’s success story.

I wasn’t rebelling, nor someone innocent who liked to be different. I just naturally enjoyed it. I am just moved by it, even though it was different from the rest of the world.

But… unfortunately… I am so adept at it that I created a non-existent persona.

There was no other choice. Whatever the pretense, the reality is that there are rules in the world. People suffer, experience pain, and are ridiculed. You just need to shut it all out.

What else can a child do but defend himself when they are subject to a secret law unconsciously upheld in society, in the classroom, and in the home, where there is absolute control, even though no one speaks out or contradicts it? Embrace, Talk, Divert, Hide, Keep Silent. What else can they do but keep on doing it?

It is a never-ending torment that no one must know.

No matter how pathetic it is. No matter how shameful. No matter how painful. Even if you can’t see the future. No matter how lonely you are. Once you’ve told a lie, you must keep telling it, or you’ll be punished.

“Fu~u…”

Pretending to be an impeccable student takes a toll on both your physical and mental strength. I could finish watching my favourite manga and movie without a care in the world and be truly satisfied with the content, but the headache that lodged in the core of my mind would not go away.

If it still hurt after such distractions, there would be nothing I could do anymore. I’d have to resort to something else.

I went through the drawers of my desk. I took the necessary dose of medicine stored there with water. Now all I needed was for it to take effect and feel sleepy.

However, I somehow felt suffocated in this room. Was it because it reminded me of my parents’ house? After all, it was my father’s money that was paying the rent, and it still felt as if his warm arms were wrapped around this space.

I hesitated for a moment but decided that I needed some fresh air. Fresh air is better than suffocation.

I left the room without carrying any stuff, wearing only my shoes. When I got on the elevator, I passed a neighbour who I knew well, so I smiled and said, “I’m going for a short walk.” Then, I walked out of the apartment.

Where should I go? Anywhere is fine, but since I was looking for fresh air, I decided to go in the opposite direction of the downtown area.

I walked through the quiet residential area, heading in the direction that was the least crowded. The sun had just set and the ambiguity of the darkness was soothing to my vision, yet the intensity of the headache did not change much.

No matter how far I went, the streets were as clean as a prison cell. There was no uniformity, perhaps because it was not a gradual modernization but a complete redevelopment of a provincial city. The air of tidiness and control nearly suffocated me, so I searched with my eyes for something out of the ordinary. An empty can stuck in a wire mesh, missed by a cleaning robot. A crow grooming itself on the balcony of an apartment building.

A notice on the wall had written, “Recently, there have been many cases of pets disappearing in this area.” Perhaps related to this, I also saw a sign that said, “We are looking for our family’s cat.” Even in a city like this, there were all kinds of human activities. It may sound inappropriate, but I felt a certain sense of relief at the feeling of everyday life that was not fake.

I took the opportunity to walk down an unfamiliar street and eventually came to a large park.

It was a nature park with a large amount of vegetation, which was unusual for this city. It was built on a hill, so the view was quite nice. I decided to go to the place where I could get the best picture of the city.

I arrived at the southern end of the park, where a little cliff protrudes from the ground. A tree with a thick trunk was growing with lush leaves, watching over the city like a giant, with a bench beneath it. No one else was in sight, so I sat down on the bench with a sense of security. The railing at the edge of the cliff was a bit of a hindrance, but the view was still quite enjoyable.

The colours of the night had just fallen. The lights coming from the houses were beginning to assert their presence. It was fantastic to see the number of lights increasing from the edge of my view. The early summer breeze was warm, and the smell of soy sauce from some kitchen reached me with a faint breeze.

Ah. It’s good to have something natural like this. I don’t mind it at all, yet…

“Ugh… !”

A surge of headache hit me.

I felt vertigo.

It wasn’t just a surge, but a wave that whacks my head.

To counter the shock, I gasped and moved my head, looking upwards.

Then I saw something I had never before.

Even though there was no one on this bench, it did not mean that someone hadn’t been here before me.

She was lying on a thick branch of the large tree above my head, slumped over as a feline cat would.

For some reason, my sense of reality was strangely distorted. My vision was blurry as if I were in a high fever, and yet, I was sure she was there. It wasn’t a hallucination or a mistake.

She was wearing a uniform. It wasn’t from the same knight school I attend.

She was wearing a checked skirt and a white shirt. It was a blazer-type high school girl’s summer uniform that couldn’t be found anywhere. From the way she was dressed, it seemed like she was a gal who was more interested in having fun than studying.

She looked at the city in the distance.

She looked unhappy, bored, and annoyed, yet also looked strong.

The voice that came to me, like a monologue, gave me the affirmation that I was probably right.

“Tch, that light— human, huh? Seriously, there are too many of them. Although it smells delicious… Maybe I should tease them a bit, even if it causes a ruckus.”

When I caught a glimpse of the girl’s eyes gazing onto the city, I let go of all my doubts and hesitations.

At that moment, my heart and mind understood.

She was not human.

The words and phrases that described her easily came to my oxygen-deprived brain.

It was because she had brown skin, ears that appeared to be a little more pointed than usual. But more than that, it was my sensitivity that led me to the answer.

No matter how outlandish or joking the word was, if it was the right answer, I had to say it.

It was a fantasy term, something that only existed in movies and stories. It was something I had just been exposed to in one of my earlier doings.

More villains than heroes. Demons, rather than angels, doing more evil than good. Given all my preferences, my natural instinct led me to the answer, the opposite of the elves, the guardians of the noble forest.

An abomination, an oppressor, a villain living in the dark.

“Dark… Elf… ?”

It didn’t take me long to figure it out.