I Reincarnated As A Minotaur In A Dungeon

Looking at the boy in front of him who trembled like a Chihuahua, a small trace of disgust rose in the Minotaur's eyes as he watched. Seeing that man acting so pathetically even in his soul form, made the Minotaur wonder how long he it would have lasted had he not encountered the adventurer, probably he would have lasted no more than a few hours before being killed as a stray dog.

With a sigh the Minotaur approached a few steps of that young blond, but before he could take more than three steps, the blond began to scream and move for back, as if the simple act of the minotaur to approaching was enough do it he to piss in fear

"Wow, you're even more pathetic than I imagined." Feeling that his contempt for the young man in front of him rising even more, the minotaur's gaze moved to a black and white sphere in the center of the room and let another sigh escape his lips . The sphere was the same size as a basketball and had a black and white color that was circulating inside the sphere without mixing as if it were water and oil.

If one were paying attention, would be able to see that within the sphere the shape of a minotaur and the form of a human appear respectively in the colors black and white. And from each of these colors, a thread stretched to the feet of the minotaur and the blind boy who tremble in a corner.

Looking away from that sphere to look back at the young blonde, the minotaur seemed to think for a moment before he began to speak.

"Have you ever wondered why in the novels you read, the dungeon monsters always had a smarter globin or, contrary to what the adventurer killed the last time, was smarter, stronger and not fall into the same trick? "

Looking at the young man's lack of reaction, the minotaur simply shrugged nonchalantly before continuing to speak, not caring whether he was being listened to or not.

"In nature nothing is created, nothing is lost, everything is transformed ... This phrase is valid in the matter of souls too." Using one of the phrases that was popular in the world of the young man in front of him, the minotaur continued its explanation to its public , even if the one in question was just a young man trembling with fear and some faithful readers.

"In this world it is the same, even when souls are destroyed in pieces, they can be recycled together to create new souls, just as Rodcorte did with the souls of heroes in that novel you love so much." Remembering that interesting story that the young man loved to read, a trace of longing shone in the eyes of the minotaur while he remembered the adventures that a certain Dhampir will pass and how the end of the novel had been surprising.

Leaving aside his longing for the novel he had inherited from the young blonde, the minotaur continued his explanation as if he did not care for the reference he had made in his explanation.

"These stronger monsters." The minotaur continued in a soft, unhurried voice. "And what you call variants, they are reincarnated souls of the monsters, who in spite of not keeping their old personalities, have inherited the knowledge and experiences of their past life, of course, there are not many who have this advantage "

Seeing that the young had stopped trembling with fear to look at him with an expression that seemed to say "You're joking" the minotaur could not help laughing loudly as he watched him with a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

"Yes, sorry, but your dream of reincarnating with the experiences from your past life is something common among monsters, You're not special because of this., but ..."

The minotaur's laughter stopped the next moment before looking at the young again with a serious expression.

"Flee from one cycle of reincarnation to another and before being destroyed, occupy a body of another soul with force .... That yes makes you special"

The fact was that when the soul of the minotaur was about to reincarnate again in its world, a hurried soul that was being pursued by the sentinels of the reincarnation system, interrupted the process and merged in the same body that should belong to the minotaur and for cause having been strong enough to invade other systems of reincarnation, the soul of the young blonde was indeed stronger than that of the minotaur, thus assuming the role of the main soul while awakening and if were it not for the physical and psychological torture he suffered when he was stabbed by the spear of the adventurer and witnessing the horrors made to a human "companion," he would probably never have been able to take over the body, even though it should belong to him in the beginning.

"Ah, besides that, just so you know. If the person in the queue of reincarnation was a baby of some other race, he would have died on the spot because he could not bear our souls, it was fortunate that you were a monster, one more with one of the strongest physicists possible "

Finally finishing his monologue that seemed to have lasted long enough to fill an entire chapter of a novel, the minotaur returned a brief glance at the black and white sphere in the corner before speaking.

"Now, we're going to be transformed into fragments of souls in a few hours, if we do not figure it out ... It's a pretty awful end to both of us " As the minotaur finished speaking, a loud crack sounded in that space while a crack appeared in the sphere, causing both the minotaur and the young blond to scream because of pain.

"If any of us want to live or not become fragments of soul ... We need ..." Before the Minotaur could finish speaking, the young blond stood up as an expression of pure horror as he stepped away step by step , it seemed that he had understood what the minotaur was planning and was not willing to merge with the soul of the minotaur and be reborn as a new being

Unfortunately for the young man, he had not noticed that as the minotaur made his monologue, he approached him step by step, and the moment he finally got ready away to escape, it was too late.

Before he could even try to run away from the minotaur's soul, a large, thick arm held the young blonde's head

"Just so you know, your soul just was only stronger in the cycle of reincarnation ..." Without further ado, the minotaur squeezed the young blonde's head, transforming it into fragments of white lights that rushed toward him, merging into the your body.

At the same time, the sphere that was in the center of that space glowed intensely, as if undergoing a great change and for a brief moment all that space, including the minotaur, was illuminated by a white light.