Flip the Coin [BL] N Chapter 142. One after another

Chapter 142: 142. One after another

"Fuck." I pulled Chelsea even closer to myself and stared at the ceiling with her on top of . The shadow I killed was apparently her counterpart. A good part of the other shadows must have followed into this world because they had sensed their own counterparts in here.

Whoever the human counterpart of the shadow Henry possessed had been, there was no link established before it invaded his body and was killed.

With Chelsea, it had been another matter; she was in the vicinity when the shadow ca into my body. Naturally, I hope that it’s not as Henry suspects and people will not go crazy after establishing a link only for their counterpart to be killed by soone else, but what I am really fucking worried about right now is that shitty, gigantic hand I have seen.

The other pictures, one of them showing myself and my mother, were apparently the mories of the shadow, probably its previous victims, though we can’t say what of these scenes had happened for real and what of them was part of the illusions that were shown to the victims it had possessed.

The little city world had rged with the deer world and our world, letting monsters inside. The deer world is adjoining the trash world, but no rging has taken place.

Sothing had, however, rged with the little-city world after the first portal closed. And from this sothing-world, the shadows ca.

So did the shadows co from the barren land? And was that hand part of a living being? If that was the case, we were in deep, in catastrophic shit.

Because that thing is fucking huge.

I can only speak from the perspective of a shadow, and the shadows that showed up until now had human-like silhouettes. So taking a shadow or human as asurent, the fingernail of that hand was at least four humans long if they lay head to toe.

"Kenny. What are you doing right now?" Henry looked down at

from above, having co to

at so point.

I laughed.

"Henry. We are in deep shit, in real deep shit." Feeling Chelsea tremble, I continued to stroke her back.

"What is going on?" Henry crouched down and put his hands on each side of my head, his face upside down from my position on the ground.

I covered Chelsea’s ears in an attempt to shield her and also spoke in a whisper.

"The shadows have a parent, and that thing is no re shadow. And it’s as tall as a fucking skyscraper."

I took a deep breath before breaking into a grin, silently continuing.

"We are all going to die~" I can fight against worlds with deer monsters, against shiny little orbs that are buried inside the trash, and I can fight with goddamn shitty shadows, but what I can’t fight, what I absolutely can’t fight, is a gigantic monster that could just flick away a squadron of soldiers with its little finger.

We can’t win against the parallel worlds; it’s over; it’s fucking over.

Chelsea seed to have heard

besides

covering her ears, and she went from shaking to crying.

Yeah. I want to cry too. Well, again—I want to cry again.

"It’s still in another world, right?"

"It is, but it will co for us."

"What makes you think like that?"

"Isn’t it inevitable? If the words clash, sooner or later things like that will show up; what does it matter? We’re all going to get stomped by a gigantic foot soon enough."

"Kenny. We have soone that can close portals; we have plans. Stop killing us just like that inside your mind." Henry put his finger on my forehead, leaning down.

"And even if it shows up, the more massive you are, the slower you will beco. The bigger you are, the better you are targeted. So what if it’s big? We just have to cut it into pieces and then devour it slowly." His eyes glead in an eerie light, making the shit he was spouting nearly believable. His finger tapped on my forehead slowly, as if he were cautiously hamring the fact that we could survive into my mind.

Sohow, I couldn’t look away from his bright blue eyes, brimming with assurance.

Eventually I broke into laughter at his absurdities, and Chelsea did as well, though she was sobbing simultaneously.

Henry narrowed his eyes and took his hand away.

"If you two don’t stand up now, I will get your grandma so she can see how her grandson is fooling around while everyone is waiting for him upstairs."

This fucker.

Chelsea, amidst laughing and crying, slowly separated from

and shakily stood up.

I also did so, conjuring up a smoke, which Chelsea took away from , forcing

to conjure up another.

"You can’t tell anyone about what you saw." I pointed out to Chelsea, and she nodded numbly, seemingly in a daze.

Henry grabbed my collar and pulled

out of the room.

"Hey, what do you think you are doing?" I cursed.

"Helping you walk."

"And why the fuck would I need your help?"

"Because you are dawdling, I assud you were still too shocked to move."

"Why are you sounding like my grandma all of a sudden?" I muttered before kicking him, forcing him to let go. I put my cigarette into my mouth and put my shirt back in place before taking a drag and conjuring up a needle. Both cigarettes disappeared, and Chelsea, who walked behind us, whimpered at that.

I climbed the ladder up and found everyone still sitting on the dining table.

Now what to do?

Should we continue our plan, risking that they go crazy when soone else kills their shadowy counterpart? Or let them get possessed and kill them themselves by killing themselves?

After a short contemplation, I opted for the first one. I don’t think any of them would be really able to kill themselves, and if even one of them doesn’t manage, two weeks later we’ll have an additional shadow to deal with, or soone will have to kill them before that only for the shadow to escape.

A problem we would have to deal with anyway would be that if the other shadows were also counterparts and targeted their matching human, a link would HAVE to be established, just like with Chelsea. Because they could materialize anywhere, both the human and shadow counterparts HAD to be in the sa room, even if Henry and I continued to step in.

A link ant that if the shadow died, those mories and experiences would transfer, so with each shadow we killed, another person would see pictures they shouldn’t see and have experiences they shouldn’t have.

If the humans here would not go crazy, they would at least go hysterical.

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