I have lost my control over my body along with my vision; I see nothing but darkness. In addition, I feel like I am floating aimlessly sowhere.
The feeling doesn't equal to floating above the water though—it is much more uncomfortable. I have never taken LSD nor have I ever smoked weed, but I think this is what those people feel when they are high.
My body feels as light as a feather that will be blown away to a far land by just a light breeze. It doesn't last long luckily; in the next mont, I can feel my body quickly gains its weight back.
I can feel that I am now standing on the floor. I don't know, however, where I am or what the place I am at looks like yet; I still haven't opened my eyes since my control over my body isn't completely back yet.
Luckily, it takes just a few seconds to finally regain my control over my body. "Phew. Didn't know that sleep paralysis is that scary. I was lucky I didn't see things."
I crack my neck once, then open my eyes afterwards. Upon doing so, I am greeted by a dark room with a white floor that I don't know where it ends.
It is funny that I can tell the color of the floor of the room despite how dark the room is, but that's what makes this place different than any other place out there. This phenonon aside, the aura this place has is very repulsive.
I am not spooked—I have seen spookier in the castle—but I do feel reluctant to move forward. Having lived in this new world for two months, I have learned that ghost is nothing but a harmless spirit, but what is ahead is scary.
Ahead of , probably waiting for at the end of the room, is an abomination whose existence anyone should be afraid of.
I am not strong yet, but I don't need to be as strong as Valeria or Ilschevar to know that the abomination waiting for at the end of the room is strong enough to wipe out any life forms on Earth—I know it instinctively.
My instinct has been been honed enough for the past two months I have lived my life living in constant danger. I have learned how to read the air, and how to detect killing intents, so I know that the abomination ahead is no laughing matter.
I don't care even though he doesn't show any ill intention or whatsoever; just the violent Mana it exudes is enough to repulse . I know however, the reason why I am here is because that guy—I have to et him.
Calming down my breath, I start walking. I don't know which direction I am heading to since there is absolutely no light here, but I am sure in each passing second, I am getting closer to the abomination.
I am lucky that this room has no pillars of whatsoever. I can't see anything beside my feet and the white floor below , so if there were pillars or anything that obstructed my way, I would definitely bump to it right at the mont I noticed it.
The room is that dark—anyone with Nyctophobia would imdiately die if they were . The old Layland would obviously piss his pants if he were here, but luckily I am no longer that Layland.
"How did I beco so fearless? Oh, right—I have died too many tis. Not even death can faze , so what can darkness do?"
My heart pounds heavier the closer I get to the abomination whose form or looks I haven't seen yet, but I still don't feel like stopping. People will normally shake uncontrollably at this point, but I don't feel even the slightest urge to do so.
I am, of course, anxious of what will greet , but I am not afraid of it. Sothing is telling that being afraid of it is the sa as rejecting myself.
"You don't have to approach . You just have to call , and I will appear in front of you."
I am going to be honest; the deep and heavy voice slightly surprises . I even need so ti to calm my beating heart before answering it. "... Unfortunately, I don't know what your na is, so I can't call you even if I want to."
"Do you know where this is?"
"Enlighten ."
Instead of answering , the voice scoffs softly. I don't hear anything from the voice afterwards, but I can feel that the owner of the voice is slowly approaching .
,m Tap. Tap.
The step is slow and nonchalant, but my heart beats crazily in each of the step. I don't hear him walking anymore after seven steps or so, but I can feel a bone chilling breeze passes over afterwards.
The breeze gives the worst goosebumps I have ever had; not even Tigris' roar has given this kind of goosebumps. It doesn't just stop there though.
The area just two steps in front of is suddenly Magically illuminated, and imdiately, I can see a 7'3" tall figure standing in front of . I can instantly tell he is the abomination I have been dreading of, and he looks scarier than I thought.
I don't know if it is his armor or a part of his skin, but he is covered entirely with this black tallic thing. It has so spiky parts that look like the skin of a crocodile, but I can easily tell that whatever he is wearing is absurdly stronger.
I am not short anymore—I am around 6'3" tall now—but I still have to look up to him just to look at his face. Hoping that I can see his face, I am imdiately disappointed when I find his face is covered with a helt.
At least, it looks like a helt to . I an, no one has a tallic face bone that looks like a combination of a goat and a human's skull, right? Even the horns on his head look more like sothing a goat has.
'Well, I can't judge. I am not on Earth anymore, so there maybe so species out there that looks like this. What is this guy again, anyway?'
I am about to contemplate more, but when the armored figure in front of extends his hand, I imdiately take a step back. My eyes imdiately widen in terror, as I am sure he has just tried to kill .
"A little bit too cowardly for soone who has sworn to never get scared anymore, don't you think?"
"Taking a step back in alarm is an act of self-defense—there is nothing cowardly about it. Also, peeking soone's mind is a privacy violation."
"Is that what you think I am—a random being who knows you by reading your mind?"
"Who are you then?"
The armored figure laughs heavily. "Ha-ha-ha. Why don't you take a wild guess?"
"A stripper?"
"... You do have a loose mouth, don't you?"
At his words, I look into the eyes of the figure that are hidden behind the helt as neutral as I can, while maintaining my combat stance. I know I will just die if a fight breaks out, but I don't think showing my weakness is sothing I should do.
"Yes, that is how you do it, Layland. Never lower your head."
"What are you talking about? Do I look like soone who will give any random person head?"
The figure hums in amusent and I can feel he is smirking under his helt. "Grab my hand, and let tell you who I am."
The figure motions his head toward his extended hand, but I rely stare at it without taking it. I have to make sure he is not deceiving , so I have to figure him out first before taking it.
"I am your Origin. There is no need to be that suspicious of ; I gain nothing by harming you."
"Who knows?" I quirk my eyebrow. "You might be plotting to take over my body."
"To even have such distrust toward the nature you are born with..." I can't see the figure's face, but I think he is smiling currently. "You really are sothing, Layland."
"I have learned it in my previous world: trust is the seed of betrayal."
The figure stays silent at my words for a couple of seconds before eventually laughs like a villain. His laugh starts from small but heavy, then gradually turns into a full blown laughter.
"Interesting! You will make a good Demon, Layland! That is right. He, who holdeth truth, is only thyself!" The figure laughs a bit more before turning serious. "Now, grab my hand, and allow to deliver you to the realm of no limit."
I stare at the extended hand for another couple of seconds before eventually grasping it. "Fuck! I'll find you in hell if you are trying to do sothing funny to !"
"Don't worry. I will make you so you never have to visit hell."
"What do you—AACKK!"
For the second ti in just a couple of minutes interval, my vision darkens again. A pain that I have never felt before overwhelms my entire existence, as an unknown substance is entering my body through my vein.
LSD: Lysergic acid diethylamide. A type of hallucinogenic drug.",
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