For a diluted poison, its potency was astonishing. It destroyed the skin, flesh, and everything in its path until it reached the bone, where it finally stopped. But the damage was already done.
Both legs had lost part of their flesh. Not only was the pain terrible, but the potions they had couldn’t heal such damage in a short ti. The most they could do was stop the bleeding.
This caused both of Elliot’s legs to lose all mobility, as so of the connections between his feet and the upper part of his legs were suddenly severed.
A second later, he rolled on the ground, forcing Jenna to let go of him to avoid falling on top of him and causing him more harm.
His mind was finally disturbed.
Many questions ca to him, and the questions in his mind prevented him from moving again.
He was exhausted, not only was his body at its limit, but his mind had been under terrifying stress for over an hour, which made it feel like several hours or even days of continuous struggle.
’Ah... Why did it take so long to awaken?’ His exhausted mind was filled with complaints, murmurs, and endless unanswered questions.
It was his fault for taking so long to awaken, that he was now in this situation. If he had awakened at least two years ago, wouldn’t he be imnsely strong right now?
’Did I lack conviction? Did I need to want it more? Why was I born with such low talent?’
He had recently realized that his talent was diocre when he started learning the Path of the Sword with Jenna. His level was so low that he struggled to get past the first level.
Yes, he’s awake now. His Class is amazing, and he even has the power to beco strong at an astonishing rate. But why is it so difficult for him to delve into the Magical Paths of this world?
It took him several days to take his first steps on the first level of one of them. How long would it take him to fully understand it? How long would it take him to advance to the next level?
Perhaps he was destined to be one of those Awakened Ones who only had strength, experience, and practiced the basics of their combat tactics because they could not delve deeper into it.
’Maybe...’ His mind seed to mock his thoughts at that mont.
No. That wasn’t his destiny.
His destiny was to die in a strange ruin.
’Ah...’
Not even five seconds had passed since he fell, but his hope was lost instantly.
And the octopus wasn’t wasting any ti. It had been 20 seconds since they had stunned it, and it was returning to its senses and angrier than ever.
He was so angry that Elliot could feel it in his heart.
’...I have to get up,’ he suddenly thought, and looked ahead. Jenna was coming for him.
The door was still there, waiting for them.
But there was still a distance of about 100 to 200 ters.
Sohow, he seed to gain a little confidence and tried to get up, while it seed like he was seeing the world in slow motion, but he couldn’t even press his legs down, as the pain shot through his mind and sent him back to the ground.
’Shit... I can’t...’ His mind imdiately lost the confidence it had gained and fell again into pessimism.
The questions returned to him.
’This ti... It’s my fault. How would we be in this situation if I hadn’t been so impulsive about wanting to join the Broken Leaf Guild?’
’I could have waited a few more weeks to try. Maybe then I would have had a better chance of getting in...’
’If she dies... it will be my fault. I got her into this ss. She just wanted to help , but I decided to travel all the way here.’ Suddenly, his heart felt heavy.
’...Such a talented girl... Why does she have to die here?’
’I guess fate is cruel.’
His thoughts raced through his mind and enveloped him in pessimism. Only a second had passed, but he was already completely beside himself.
He felt like he did on the nights after his mother and sister died, those nights when everything was pessimistic and even the feeling of revenge seed to want to weaken, so that he could go with them.
After all, he had no talent.
Those nights when his mind could only think and think without stopping, leaving him unable to sleep for a long ti.
He opened his eyes once more and looked ahead. Jenna was steps away from him, but her expression was terrifying.
She seed to want to tell him sothing, but he was so out of it that he couldn’t hear her.
’...A tentacle is coming,’ he thought, reading her lips and understanding the look of terror on her face.
’So, this is how I end...’ He mocked himself once more for having such a pitiful end.
But his mind unconsciously drifted to the door again, and he stared at it.
’...Close... So... close.’
’If only... I had a little more... ti...’ He bit his teeth hard, and the ntal weakness that seed to want to send him into unconsciousness seed to hit him.
’Shit... Am I going to let myself be beaten... so easily?’
The faces of his family mbers flashed through his mind—his sister, his mother, and even so advice his father had given him when he was little.
It all seed like it was going to disappear from his mind soon.
At the sa ti, he also rembered the horrible monts and that sinister smile on the faces of the bastards who had taken his happiness away from him.
It was only a second longer—approximately 24 seconds since he struck the octopus’s heart—but his mind traveled to many places and saw many faces.
He understood many things.
’I... I don’t want to be a hero... What is this bullshit about saving them? I just want to... survive a little longer... and kill them!’
’They can’t go unpunished! No one but will avenge their deaths! No one rembers them, no one is planning anything! No one seeks revenge! Only !’
’I don’t even have my father! He’s been gone for so long, his wife and the daughter he loved most are gone! Where the hell are you, Dad?!’
’SHIT, SHIT, AGHHHHHHHH!’
His mind suddenly began to curse, sothing not very common for him.
"I DON’T WANT TO DIE!" He suddenly shouted and opened his eyes abruptly to correct himself.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to...
It was just that...
"I CAN’T DIE!"
He bit his tongue fiercely, cutting it. The pain didn’t matter.
He just wanted to complete his mission!
His mind realized that he still had sothing else to do. Shit, how could he have forgotten?
How could he have forgotten what had fueled his hope for revenge?
A broken mirror suddenly appeared in his left hand. Without thinking and without bothering to insult himself for not rembering it sooner, he activated it.
Then he could clearly see where those attacks were coming from behind him.
It was a single tentacle, coming straight for his head.
It was just a few ters away, right behind him.
Before Jenna could grab him, he would strike it.
"I’M NOT DONE YET, DAMN YOU!"
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