"Umm..." Sera’s voice softly echoed in the corridor.
She opened her eyes, clasping her forehead as she felt like soone had crushed her back.
"Where... is this...?" Mumbling in her sleep, she stared at the cracked ceiling of the corridor. Its paint had been completely scraped off, exposing the cracked bricks as the building itself barely held on.
Though, for so reason, the old dusty bricks seed to be green in color to Sera. Confused, she rubbed her eyes countless tis only to find it the sa every ti.
Ultimately, she decided to get up and see for herself. Turning around, she first straightened her back. Then, she jolted upright in a single motion and stretched her arms up in the air.
Slowly, as she began turning around towards the corridor, Sera caught a glimpse that almost made her jump back several steps.
At a distance on the ground, there lay a severed hand. A green-skinned hand with long, pointed nails that could dig through flesh with ease. Murky green blood pooled around the hand, smudged over the hand itself.
It was then that she rembered the events that took place several hours ago, putting her in a life-and-death situation. mories flickered in her mind like panels: The desperate run from the bald man... Tripping with exhaustion... Getting cornered by the Goblins, and at last, the ergence of a young man...
Though, for so reason, she had forgotten many details about yesterday. She could not rember anything that happened after witnessing the young man in action.
’I-Is he...alright?’ Sera pondered, hoping to see the man safe and sound.
Gathering enough courage, Sera hesitantly decided to turn around at once. As she did, she quickly covered her mouth and widened her eyes in terror. Up front, there lay tens of severed corpses of goblins over a massive pool of greenish blood.
So had their limbs severed, so had their skulls smashed, while a few severed heads rotted along with the corpses.
The tangy, muddied sll, although unusually faint, made her cough frantically. But what shocked her even more was the young man who sat unfettered on the pile of corpses.
Just like before, his back was pointed towards the girl—almost as if he was defending her the whole ti.
Though, Sera could not understand why anyone would consider sitting in such a nasty place out of all the dry floor.
"Erm... Excuse ?" She called out, "ar-are you okay?"
Hearing her voice, the young man’s head slightly twitched. Realizing that the girl had woken up, the man stepped out of his ditative stance and froze.
Suddenly, as Sera stared at him intently, the young man’s figure disappeared from her sight.
"You alright?" A deep voice softly echoed near Sera’s ears, flustering her.
She quickly turned her head around to the right only to find the young man’s face re inches away from hers.
Her eyes quickly glanced over at his face, only to widen in shock.
’H-He’s... handso!’
After all that carnage, the sight of soone alive—and normal—threw her off more than the blood ever could.
Her mind went blank, and her face flushed pink as she mindlessly stared at the young man’s face. Unknowingly, her lips parted as her eyes began to stare right into the man’s cerulean eyes.
In their reflection, Sera saw her own figure. As she noticed that her face had turned completely red, panic took over her mind. She instantly turned around and covered her face with her hands in embarrassnt. Feeling the warmth on her face, she felt her ears catch fire.
Ashad of her sudden actions, Sera quickly decided to answer his question in hopes of calming down.
"Y-Y-Yes... I-I’m... Good..." She stuttered, her voice wavering with a mix of overwhelming emotions.
Unable to turn around and look in the young man’s eyes, Sera froze—her eyes rolling desperately as if they were trying to find the solution to this ticulous situation she had created.
"Oh yeah?" Sera widened her eyes as she heard the young man’s voice once again, this ti, though, significantly closer than before.
"Well, you certainly don’t look alright to ..." The young man muttered as he stood over to her right side. He then softly placed his hand on her forehead.
Sera blushed further, her head turning into a steaming hot pot.
"See, your forehead is steaming!" He muttered, quickly shaking his hand off her forehead dramatically.
"I-I just want to thank you for helping out last night..." Sera said in a calm voice. Turning around, she hesitantly looked at the young man.
"Well," The man smiled and extended his hand forward. "The na’s Lucian. Lucian Cross. And if you really want to thank ... I’d like to ask for a favor."
"Oh! My na’s Sera Kade. Nice to et you!" She quickly held onto his hand with both of hers and politely accepted his gesture. "And... Favour?"
"Yeah... Can you tell what date it is and what exactly has happened since the start of the apocalypse?" As he asked his question, the small smile faded away from his face, and his eyes sparkled with a glint of determination.
"Sure! Though, it’ll be much quicker for you to see for yourself. Co, let’s go outside!" Her eyes sparkled.
Lucian chuckled slightly as he realized just how eager she was to go outside.
’Maybe that is the right thing to do... After all, even I’m, quite frankly, curious as to how the sunlight has returned to the world.’ A thought struck his mind as he quickly nodded in agreent.
"Let’s go, then!" Sera smiled brightly.
They soon began to walk towards the corridor. As they did so, Sera instinctively rolled her eyes to the left. She was curious as to where Lucian could’ve appeared from.
There, her gaze fell upon a small wooden door at the end of the corridor. The door was open, letting Sera quickly glance inside as they both walked past the door.
’What the...’ She widened her eyes in an instant, shocked.
Inside, what seed to be a small room in the past lay utterly demolished. Paper parchnts covered the corners of the ground alongside giant pieces of broken wooden shards. From the center, huge cracks stretched deep and wide, spiderwebbing not just around the floor but also the walls and ceiling.
Around the center, a black hue was sared all across in a perfect circle, sprayed all across the room.
Her throat went dry as a single thought struck her mind.
’Did he... do that?’
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