I couldn't help but cry a little when I read Ch. 29. After arriving in this world, he is immediately rejected and pushed off a ledge, then hurled insults at, and finally "disposed" of. In such a painful, miserable way, too... the first thing he sees is the disappointment of his summoner, and the last thing he sees is the departing figure of his resuscitator after rejecting him thoroughly - all in a span of possibly 10 minutes or less. How helpless had he felt as they were discussing his fate? When he kneeled at the cold marble floor, awaiting his "disposal", what was he thinking? Was he resenting his resuscitator? Was he hating himself? Was he insulting his fate? It just... I had to stop reading for a bit after that moment, before Meltier did the explaining.
As someone who did play a gacha game, I immediately thought of the characters I don't use anymore or never used at all. I always thought of it as simply them taking a rest, somewhere out there, doing their own stuff until we call for them. At least they thrive even as "copies" of the original people. This "game" is so brutal and made me feel miserable. It makes me rethink a lot of things and made me do some reflecting. If I didn't have things to do, I would've lied down and pondered about it a bit more.
I couldn't help but cry a little when I read Ch. 29. After arriving in this world, he is immediately rejected and pushed off a ledge, then hurled insults at, and finally "disposed" of.
In such a painful, miserable way, too... the first thing he sees is the disappointment of his summoner, and the last thing he sees is the departing figure of his resuscitator after rejecting him thoroughly - all in a span of possibly 10 minutes or less. How helpless had he felt as they were discussing his fate? When he kneeled at the cold marble floor, awaiting his "disposal", what was he thinking? Was he resenting his resuscitator? Was he hating himself? Was he insulting his fate? It just... I had to stop reading for a bit after that moment, before Meltier did the explaining.
As someone who did play a gacha game, I immediately thought of the characters I don't use anymore or never used at all. I always thought of it as simply them taking a rest, somewhere out there, doing their own stuff until we call for them. At least they thrive even as "copies" of the original people. This "game" is so brutal and made me feel miserable. It makes me rethink a lot of things and made me do some reflecting. If I didn't have things to do, I would've lied down and pondered about it a bit more.