Chapter 2. Awakening from Life (2)
The skill list was mostly familiar.
It's pathetic every time I look at it.
Rolling Skull was added as a new skill because I had never rolled my skull independently from the rest of my skeleton in the past twenty years. However, I had accomplished it at the last moment out of guilt and anger. Recalling Lady Succubus' final moments made me wonder if everything wasn't simply a dream.
Boom! Crash!
Thunder rumbled once more. Then I heard an unexpected sound amid the thunder.
"Dead one!"
It was a woman's voice. At first, I thought it was a stranger's voice.
"Dead one! I'm the one who awakened you! Can you hear me?"
From inside the coffin, I looked up and saw a woman in a robe. She was standing near my grave. She wore a dark gray robe often worn by necromancers, which I recognized from my past run-ins with them. However, the robe looked rather awkward on her and didn't fit properly.
If she had to wear a robe, a red robe made from high-quality silk, the kind that slid between one's fingers, would fit her better. She was the type of woman who reminded people of such an image, even on a night like this.
"Dead one! Cough, cough."