Episode 59

“Who is cursing me?”

“Pia? Why is that, master?”

“no. My ears tickle.”

When the bunch asked, Damian threw himself away and cleared his ears.

It was because my ears were itchy.

The depths of the swamp he was passing through were so quiet that not even a single ant cub could be seen, let alone a person.

Damian felt like someone was talking badly about him, even if The Sixth Sense didn’t set off any alarm bells.

– Ah ah ah ah ah...!

That is until a faint song flowed through the darkness beneath the mountain where the twilight had fallen.

“Owner... I’m going to die of sleepiness... How long do I have to go?”

“I know.”

Damian responded to Mungchi’s words and threw himself forward. It felt like I had progressed for at least 30 minutes.

As far as he knew, the Lake of Oblivion wasn’t that far away, just a short distance away from the colony of dead trees.

As Damian entered the colony of dead trees, he could feel that his concentration, including his five senses, was gradually disturbed, just like the testimony of the annihilated expedition.

[Notice: Location cannot be displayed!]

[Notice: Location cannot be displayed!]

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[Notice: Location cannot be displayed! Move out of the area you are currently in and try again!]

‘It’s strange.’

Unlike the Kirikorum swamp he knew in his previous life, even the mini-map in the system window doesn’t open.

It was because this seemingly endless trip to the lake and this phenomenon of losing the strength of his body little by little seemed to completely contradict Damian’s common sense.

“for a moment.”

Damian, who was flying ahead with the < Blood Impulse > buff, landed on the floor.

It was because an instinctive intuition stopped him.

After Damian entered the colony of dead trees.

The terrain in front of him was no longer a huge lake with a few islands floating on it, but a landscape that seemed to wade through the black Amazon in the middle of the night.

If it was strange, it was strange.

Damian was also looking down at his feet and looking at the transparent waterway for a long time, not even knowing if it was flowing.

“...what.”

“Why is that, master?”

And as Damian frowned, Munchhi asked back at him.

Even though Damien didn’t have the talent to see through the waterways in this place where not even a handful of light could seep through.

Before he knew it, < Sixth Sense > was illuminating the surrounding terrain like a thermal camera, and Damian was able to move even in the dark, where he could not see an inch ahead.

“The direction of the water... is strange?”

“What do you mean, master?”

As Damian muttered to himself, Moongchi asked back.

It was a strange sound.

I didn’t know what the hell I was looking at, but it’s just strange to say that I’m looking at the surface of the water that doesn’t even stir up ripples.

“It flows the opposite way. It does not flow inwards.”

And Damian pointed at his feet while narrowing his eyes at the languid flow below.

‘The Lake of Oblivion is a place made up of water flowing from the main stream. It is normal for water to flow in, not out. If so...’

What happened to his eyes or where he is standing now is not the road to the lake of oblivion.

– Ki-hee-hee-hee-hee!

“...!”

And before Damian could even finish his thoughts, he instinctively raised his head as he heard an unfamiliar voice permeating his ears.

“Lord master bastard...”

“I know. I heard it too.”

The moment Damian noticed the strangeness of the place, a terrifying laugh rang through the darkness, as if making fun of him.

“Open inventory.”

[Current location: Lake of Oblivion]

[Notice: World map information has been updated!]

“That’s right.”

When a message informing about the location appeared in front of my eyes, Damian fell with blue flames.

Everything seemed to be back to normal now.

A concave zone that stretches out in a wide radial shape through a narrow waterway like a valley, revealing a lake with a smooth surface like a cold ice sheet.

“Oh, it tickles my ears.”

“Can I take it off now, master!”

Oops! Oops!

And as Damian pulled out the earplugs (?) with the wad, he could vaguely feel the disappearance of the noisy noises and ghosts that were disturbing his eyes.

For Damian, who saw through to the fact that all the causes of not being able to arrive here were manifested from this lake of oblivion.

It was no exaggeration to say that there were few monsters or magical phenomena that could stop him.

“What kind of guy is messing around with—.”

“It’s you.”

And then, in front of Damian’s eyes, something strange appeared.

* * *

“...what is that?”

As Damian turned his shoulders and opened his mouth, an unfamiliar voice rang out.

It was a hoarse voice reminiscent of a dry tree branch.

An elongated, black figure with a wriggling physicality who stands on both poles with Damian with an abandoned lake in the middle.

“...Are you going?”

And Damian looked at the lump of black cloth with shiny red eyes hanging from his head wearing a mask.

I could feel the grotesque cognitive dissonance coming, like a scarecrow doll with poorly designed joints or a piece of flesh randomly attached to a 2-meter-long skeleton.

‘person...? Or a monster...?’

It must have been something like that lump that was talking to him.

It was because the body shape that any normal human being could identify did not seem to be original or easily applicable to < it >.

“Yeah.... Now that I’ve seen it myself, I know.”

“Why did I feel so reluctant about you?”

“Strewn with the remnants of a false... no, forgotten god.”

“The body of a filthy immoral.”

“Everything that makes you a challenge to the living god.”

“It is unclean and full of vomit.”

“Heretic. black beast. You who can never coexist.”

Cranky! Dduduk!

As it moved, a terrifying cracking sound rang out.

It was a creature that I couldn’t even guess how it moved.

Starting from the appearance that creates unnaturalness just by existing, it may even look like a failure of mechanical civilization such as cyborgs and androids.

“What is he saying now? What does your head look like?”

“That seems to be the case, master!”

However, what Damian can guess is that he looks more normal than he thought, compared to talking crazy things like black beasts and heretics

. Or Parasite?”

flash!

So, the moment Damian sharpened his eyes towards it and at the same time intentionally recited the names of the bizarre monsters in his memory one by one.

“...there’s nothing more to say. You know too many things that don’t exist in this world.”

Udu-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-!

Suddenly, something like a piece of flesh twisted to the left of it, and something like a charred arm bone popped out and opened its palm toward the lake of oblivion.

“I deeply regret coming here. You heretic.”

“...!”

Kurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Before long, the water surface of the Lake of Oblivion began to swirl.