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"It's too quiet… And where are all the villagers we saw playing and talking to each other not long ago…?"
Azmodeus scanned his surroundings and saw nothing other than vacant buildings and stores that looked like everyone had moved out overnight.
"This place is not normal… There is sothing ominous lurking inside the core of this Village…"
For the first ti in a while, Pan Nu put on a perceptive expression, setting aside her yearning for treats right now.
And she wasn't the only one who suddenly beca serious, as Pumpkin Wolfy had her fur stand on end, glaring at all the empty shops with a cautious gleam in her eyes.
"Sothing is putting Pumpkin Wolfy on edge… But what…? What is it that gives such a bad feeling about this village…?"
Azmodeus sent out his severely limited divine sense and discovered that all the villagers had seemingly vanished…
And with all of his energy-related aspects of existence restricted by the Laws of the Astral Plane, there was nothing much he could do besides go about investigating the old-fashioned way.
"It looks like we need to make a little side stop before going to that sweets shop, Pan Nu," he softly murmured while looking at a few sets of tracks on the loose, sandy side paths, all of which led in the sa direction.
"...I can hold off for now… I will try to manage…" Pan Nu spoke with a strained voice while taking out snacks that she kept inside her storage ring for ergency situations just like this one.
Azmodeus listened to the ridiculous words uttered by the silly girl sitting on his shoulders as he ignored her antics and started following the tracks.
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After a few seconds of trailing behind the dozens of tracks all leading in the sa direction, Azmodeus was greeted with the sight of a large, rundown black church that just scread 'creepy as hell'.
But it wasn't like he feared ghosts or devils, so he walked under the crickety gates that led to the church, as he saw a few crows cacaw from atop the dead trees they were perched upon.
"This place is definitely no good…" Pan Nu mumbled while gripping her horsie's head even tighter than before, trying her best not to let fear show in her expression.
"...Are you okay to keep on going forward…?" Azmodeus inquired while stopping at the two dilapidated iron doors of the equally austere church.
Pan Nu gripped his soft crimson hair until her hands got lost in the strands, as she mutely muttered, "I'm not a baby! I can take sothing as stupid as th-"
CREACK! WHAM!
"Ahhh…!" She yelped while putting her face against Azmodeus's head, refusing to look up at the ominous surroundings.
Azmodeus felt the girl cling to his head like her life depended on it as he stared at the gate that slamd close due to so unknown phenonon.
"It looks like you're coming, no matter if you want to back out or not…" He comnted while looking at a thin, dark gray energy emanating from the gates and the rest of the church's periphery.
So form of sealing formation…? But unlike the usual ones that I could unravel with ease, this one has an odd aspect to it…
That aspect being death and the effect of trapping all of those inside of it...
Furthermore, the only way to shatter it is to either kill all other living beings within the formation's limits or find the one who set it up…
And if my speculations are accurate, then that very formation master lies sowhere within there…
Azmodeus looked into the hollow, dimly lit interior of the church as the various stacked books and lted candles indicated only one direction that the visitors should go.
And that direction was down…
"To go into the basent of a spooky church… This is the plot of a slasher flick…"
Azmodeus's wry voice echoed out in the unsettling surroundings as he made his way down so creaky wooden steps, leaving Pumpkin Wolfy to hold the fort up above.
He wanted to leave Pan Nu behind as well, but that girl refused to leave his side, so he reluctantly brought her with him and ventured into unknown territory…
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"at…"
A raspy and crackly voice echoed from within a shadowy nook as a tall black figure, with a physique resembling that of a slenderman, looked down at the mindless, freakishly-mouthed monster that made the 'at' sound.
"You wish to feed…?" The thin figure inquired with a croaky voice.
"Hungry… at… Human…!!!"
A humanoid creature with its head opened up like a Venus fly trap jumped up from a swampy morass of fog, leaping in the direction of the 8 foot-tall slenderman.
"Since you are so hungry… Then feed…"
The slenderman didn't even bother to dodge the advances of the horrific creature as he spread out his paper-thin arms, seemingly inviting the monster in for a bite.
"Hungry!! at!!" The creature shrieked while its mouth opened wide enough to devour the slenderman whole.
However, before the creature's razor-sharp teeth touched the decrepit figure in front of it, a slimy black hand stabbed into the monster's side, spinning around inside its innards before taking out a beating red heart.
"Here... eat." The slenderman took the heart and stuffed it in the gaping mouth in front of him.
POP!
*Spurt!*
The mont the heart touched the mouth of the creature, its monstrous body exploded into a big pile of at chunks, decorating the walls of this dark space a deep crimson red!
"...It looks like you weren't hungry enough…"
Following the grating voice of the faceless black slenderman, he took his long, thin fingers and pointed them at a few more glowing sets of eyes.
All these eyes popped up from inside the swampy area of the deepest levels of the Dimsinion Church.
"..." "..." "..."
Creatures—very similar to the one that had its heart ripped out—stared at the significantly taller organism as they retreated back into the swamp, disappearing into the murky water that filled most of the basent floor.
"If all of you are hungry, then go and catch this human and his companions. I have no need for a human at this mont, so you may do whatever you want… But if you interrupt my experints again… well, I might just..."
The atmosphere within the swampy region, centered around a floating mobile lab, intensified as the swamp started to violently shake, resulting in tremors spreading out for hundreds of miles beneath the ground.
"I will not tolerate any more interruptions…"
Following the non-negotiable voice of the black slenderman, he slid over to a wide assortnt of vials and glass objects, getting right to work as he poured and swished around a few vials with mysterious substances within them.
"..." "..." "..."
Even though the nightmarish creatures were extrely simple-minded and only thought with their stomachs, they knew when not to test their luck, and when it ca to the Chief, he gruesoly murdered on a mont's notice.
So, in the end, they swam away from the floating lab and headed for where they slt fresh human blood, intense avarice visible in their savage gazes.
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