Chapter 386: - 77「？？？」
If audio player doesn't work, press Stop then Play button again
"...... your,own."
It", which had been sealed deep within the continent of a certain world, emitted a voice like a murky poison filled with vindictiveness.
The anger of having been deprived of the "vessel" that it had been eyeing for a long time moved its emotions for the first time in a long time.
In a bad way, of course.
It wanted to spit out a curse, but its mouth would not move as it wished.
Even if I wanted to go berserk, I couldn't even move my fingers.
"......Oh, shit!"
Despite my best efforts, I could not utter even a single word.
It was no wonder, then, that its body was bound by several layers of wards.
Its body was rotting, giving off a searing pain.
The body was already gone.
It lived a long, long time in solitude, as if it were a cripple with a worn-out spirit.
Unable to sleep, unable to move, exhausted in body and mind, it could have died in despair.
--But because of God, it could not die.
--No, he could not die.
It cannot die.
It does not eat, does not drink, does not sleep, but it lives on.
Even if it suffers from loneliness, even if its body rots, it continues to live.
Instead, my heart is about to die, but it is the feeling of hatred that resides inside my heart that has kept me sealed for so long.
Its hatred became a curse, spreading throughout the world as if seeping out from within the continent.
Magic died, spirits died, deadly diseases spread.
The world was cursed and polluted by it.
Hope appeared in such a world that could only be cursed.
A being appeared to be the "vessel" that I had been searching for so long.
It was a pure-blooded human being with great talent, life force, and magical power.
It willingly defiled its existence.
It wanted to take the mortal man and make him its own, just as it had dreamed of doing.
But it was no match.
A different, more powerful being took it from him.
My vision turned red.
I felt as if the fruit I had been carefully nurturing had been taken from me just before I was about to harvest it, by someone unknown to me.
But all that could be done was to say one word.
Until I find my "vessel" again, I will have to stay in this prison.
As it was about to utter the curse again, it suddenly realized something.
--Yes, we can compromise.
--It doesn't matter if it's not a perfect vessel.
--As long as I can get out of here, that's all that matters.
It smiled a hideous smile.
It was a perfect vessel, but I don't care if it's perfect.
"Oh, man, this is so weird."
There was a girl looking at the pitch-dark space and sighing.
She was a dark-haired girl who appeared to be in her mid-teens.
The girl looked at the rotting lump of flesh with a disgusted look on her face.
"It's obvious, isn't it? You're so simple-minded, aren't you? I really think that boring people are like this.
The girl was looking at a black space, but she was also in an empty white space.
"You'll never get out of here unless you have something to do, though. Do you understand that?
Of course, there was no reply from the one in front of me.
It is impossible for the girl's voice to be heard, so there is no way for her to reply.
"You may not know this, but no one wants you anymore. It's absolutely impossible, but even if you were to come back, everyone would say, "Who are you? I'm sure you'll be tilting your head.
Aaaaah," the girl laments exaggeratedly.
"It's scary to think that a being who was once loved, worshipped, and sought after by everyone can turn out like this.
Oh no," cries the girl, cowering her shoulders in an exaggerated manner.
"You'll just rot away with time. Well, I know you don't like it, but I have to watch you too, so I guess it's both our fault. Good luck and please die soon.
The girl smiles and says so, then her expression disappears as if she is bored.
Then she lies down in the empty space and begins to breathe in her sleep.
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
"...... your,own."
It", which had been sealed deep within the continent of a certain world, emitted a voice like a murky poison filled with vindictiveness.
The anger of having been deprived of the "vessel" that it had been eyeing for a long time moved its emotions for the first time in a long time.
In a bad way, of course.
It wanted to spit out a curse, but its mouth would not move as it wished.
Even if I wanted to go berserk, I couldn't even move my fingers.
"......Oh, shit!"
Despite my best efforts, I could not utter even a single word.
It was no wonder, then, that its body was bound by several layers of wards.
Its body was rotting, giving off a searing pain.
The body was already gone.
It lived a long, long time in solitude, as if it were a cripple with a worn-out spirit.
Unable to sleep, unable to move, exhausted in body and mind, it could have died in despair.
--But because of God, it could not die.
--No, he could not die.
It cannot die.
It does not eat, does not drink, does not sleep, but it lives on.
Even if it suffers from loneliness, even if its body rots, it continues to live.
Instead, my heart is about to die, but it is the feeling of hatred that resides inside my heart that has kept me sealed for so long.
Its hatred became a curse, spreading throughout the world as if seeping out from within the continent.
Magic died, spirits died, deadly diseases spread.
The world was cursed and polluted by it.
Hope appeared in such a world that could only be cursed.
A being appeared to be the "vessel" that I had been searching for so long.
It was a pure-blooded human being with great talent, life force, and magical power.
It willingly defiled its existence.
It wanted to take the mortal man and make him its own, just as it had dreamed of doing.
But it was no match.
A different, more powerful being took it from him.
My vision turned red.
I felt as if the fruit I had been carefully nurturing had been taken from me just before I was about to harvest it, by someone unknown to me.
But all that could be done was to say one word.
Until I find my "vessel" again, I will have to stay in this prison.
As it was about to utter the curse again, it suddenly realized something.
--Yes, we can compromise.
--It doesn't matter if it's not a perfect vessel.
--As long as I can get out of here, that's all that matters.
It smiled a hideous smile.
It was a perfect vessel, but I don't care if it's perfect.
"Oh, man, this is so weird."
There was a girl looking at the pitch-dark space and sighing.
She was a dark-haired girl who appeared to be in her mid-teens.
The girl looked at the rotting lump of flesh with a disgusted look on her face.
"It's obvious, isn't it? You're so simple-minded, aren't you? I really think that boring people are like this.
The girl was looking at a black space, but she was also in an empty white space.
"You'll never get out of here unless you have something to do, though. Do you understand that?
Of course, there was no reply from the one in front of me.
It is impossible for the girl's voice to be heard, so there is no way for her to reply.
"You may not know this, but no one wants you anymore. It's absolutely impossible, but even if you were to come back, everyone would say, "Who are you? I'm sure you'll be tilting your head.
Aaaaah," the girl laments exaggeratedly.
"It's scary to think that a being who was once loved, worshipped, and sought after by everyone can turn out like this.
Oh no," cries the girl, cowering her shoulders in an exaggerated manner.
"You'll just rot away with time. Well, I know you don't like it, but I have to watch you too, so I guess it's both our fault. Good luck and please die soon.
The girl smiles and says so, then her expression disappears as if she is bored.
Then she lies down in the empty space and begins to breathe in her sleep.
"...... your,own."It", which had been sealed deep within the continent of a certain world, emitted a voice like a murky poison filled with vindictiveness.The anger of having been deprived of the "vessel" that it had been eyeing for a long time moved its emotions for the first time in a long time.In a bad way, of course.It wanted to spit out a curse, but its mouth would not move as it wished.Even if I wanted to go berserk, I couldn't even move my fingers."......Oh, shit!"Despite my best efforts, I could not utter even a single word.It was no wonder, then, that its body was bound by several layers of wards.Its body was rotting, giving off a searing pain.The body was already gone.It lived a long, long time in solitude, as if it were a cripple with a worn-out spirit.Unable to sleep, unable to move, exhausted in body and mind, it could have died in despair.--But because of God, it could not die.--No, he could not die.It cannot die.It does not eat, does not drink, does not sleep, but it lives on.Even if it suffers from loneliness, even if its body rots, it continues to live.Instead, my heart is about to die, but it is the feeling of hatred that resides inside my heart that has kept me sealed for so long.Its hatred became a curse, spreading throughout the world as if seeping out from within the continent.Magic died, spirits died, deadly diseases spread.The world was cursed and polluted by it.Hope appeared in such a world that could only be cursed.A being appeared to be the "vessel" that I had been searching for so long.It was a pure-blooded human being with great talent, life force, and magical power.It willingly defiled its existence.It wanted to take the mortal man and make him its own, just as it had dreamed of doing.But it was no match.A different, more powerful being took it from him.My vision turned red.I felt as if the fruit I had been carefully nurturing had been taken from me just before I was about to harvest it, by someone unknown to me.But all that could be done was to say one word.Until I find my "vessel" again, I will have to stay in this prison.As it was about to utter the curse again, it suddenly realized something.--Yes, we can compromise.--It doesn't matter if it's not a perfect vessel.--As long as I can get out of here, that's all that matters.It smiled a hideous smile.It was a perfect vessel, but I don't care if it's perfect."Oh, man, this is so weird."There was a girl looking at the pitch-dark space and sighing.She was a dark-haired girl who appeared to be in her mid-teens.The girl looked at the rotting lump of flesh with a disgusted look on her face."It's obvious, isn't it? You're so simple-minded, aren't you? I really think that boring people are like this.The girl was looking at a black space, but she was also in an empty white space."You'll never get out of here unless you have something to do, though. Do you understand that?Of course, there was no reply from the one in front of me.It is impossible for the girl's voice to be heard, so there is no way for her to reply."You may not know this, but no one wants you anymore. It's absolutely impossible, but even if you were to come back, everyone would say, "Who are you?I'm sure you'll be tilting your head.Aaaaah," the girl laments exaggeratedly."It's scary to think that a being who was once loved, worshipped, and sought after by everyone can turn out like this.Oh no," cries the girl, cowering her shoulders in an exaggerated manner."You'll just rot away with time. Well, I know you don't like it, but I have to watch you too, so I guess it's both our fault. Good luck and please die soon.The girl smiles and says so, then her expression disappears as if she is bored.Then she lies down in the empty space and begins to breathe in her sleep.
