ParodyGirl

  Memories floated around me. Memories of when I was born, my first bath, the first time I received a gift, the first time I rode a bike, the first time I broke my arm... Memories I had fotten.

  And even the memories of when my mother discovered her cer and bravely fought until she was cured. That memory I had pletely erased. I was still a child, but I suffered a lot during that time.

  Thankfully, everything turned out fine.

  But back then, my mother ged.

  I don't know if it was because of the illness or the medication, but she started to care less and less about me. Maybe it was just my impression, but we slowly drifted apart.

  But my father was different. We remained close until I finished high school.

  That's when I started w, and my father began saying things like, "You o move out," or "You o start a family." But I was too young for that, you know? Holy, I still am.

  And that's how my retionship with my parents kept getting worse.

  After I got fired from my st job as a cook, I felt like they had lost the st bit of hope they had in me as their son and begaing me as a failure.

  But I didn't care much about that.

  I drowned myself in literature and Japanese anime and didn't care what they thought of me.

  Even if they had no hope for my future, I still believe my parents had some love for me sihey didn't let me starve or kick me out of the house. I'm very grateful to them for that...

  These memories are all so vivid.

  Every time I walked through the dark room and "bumped" into a memory, I would relive the ehing in just a sed.

  "And these are the memories from after I disappeared."

  I was drawn to an image of my mother—she has bck hair and blue eyes, just like me. We look quite simir. Despite her age and the illness she faced, she has a youthful appearance.

  She has tears in her eyes and is sitting on the bed in my bedroom. Yes, it's my bedroom. "Is it still there?"

  Is the room I'm sleeping in noy created by the system?

  Se...

  I brought my hand up to the image of my mother. My hand trembled with nervousness.

  When I touched it, I was transported to my room. I don't know when this memory is from; it could be from today or a month ago—maybe the day I disappeared.

  But I say ohing...

  My mother is deeply shaken.

  I looked around, and everything was as it should be. Even the volumes of Danmachi I had taken from the "fake bedroom" shelf were there. My mother and father hadn't touched my room since I disappeared.

  Throughout the whole memory, my mother didn't say a word.

  She stayed in my bed, looking around, g silently. I could feel the anguish iears. My heart began to ache, and I started to cry too.

  Tears streamed down my face, and my body trembled.

  "So my mother did care about me."

  I approached the bed and tried to touch her hair. To my surprise, I was able to. I stroked her hair and face as I said, "I'm okay, Mom. Maybe one day we'll meet again. I hope you and Dad will be fiil I return."

  This is just a memory; my mother won't hear any of this, but somehow, it's f.

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  A lot has happened since I came to the world of Danmachi.

  My grandmother passed away in this short period, my father got sid recovered, and my mother fell into a deep depression and is getting treatment. So many unnecessary things were shown.

  Why do I say they're unnecessary?

  Because I'm not there to help.

  I would have preferred to stay unaware of everything happening with my family. I'm starting to feel guilty for not being by their side. And my mother fell into depression because of me.

  This would never have happened if I hadn't been brought to this world.

  Damn, this is so hard.

  I want to return, but I don't want to leave the world of Danmachi. I have so many things to do and so many characters to meet. I'm about to have a child with Hestia.

  I 't go now.

  But would the God whht me to this world eve me go back?

  Why did God show me all of this?

  "Why did you show me this? What I do to help?! I 't do anything!" I shouted to the sky. All the images moved far away, and I felt a cold chill run through my body.

  Slowly, a light appeared above my head in the dark sky.

  "Is it ending? Am I going back?! Hey, I want to know if my mom is going to be okay! I want to know how the rest of my family is! I had friends too, you know? Give me more time!"

  Even though it felt like I'd been in this pce for a long time, only a few minutes had passed. I didn't get to see enough, and I don't know if I'll ever be able to return.

  Damn it!

  Then.

  "Luan? Are you okay?!" I heard Hestia's voice. Her tone was full of worry.

  "…"

  I opened my eyes, and Lili aia were looking at me.

  Then, I noticed the tears running down my cheeks.

  "Why are y?" Hestia asked, worried.

  "Are you in pain somewhere? Did you get hurt? What happened?" Lili showed her .

  Then, I smiled at both of them.

  "It's okay, I just had a bad dream."

  I said I was fine, but I couldn't get the image of my mother g in my room out of my mind.

  ParodyGirl