Chapter 9 - 8. The Glowing Mirage
I wanted to curse.
At the world, at my arrogance, and at the people who put me in this situation.
My own freaking family.
Could I even call them that? The cowardly people who send me into a gate, and then shoved me through a portal leading into another hidden dungeon. A red dungeon.
Son of bitches. Was it jealousy, or was it fear? If they talked to me honestly, I'd tell them I had no interest in the Guildmaster position. They could take it for themselves. Was it my fault if I was way more competent than those trashes?
Trash. All of them were a bunch of human trash.
It wasn't enough killing my mother, now they wanted to kill me? Fine, I'd get out of this dungeon alive, and burn the whole damn family.
Or that was what I thought.
Was it because I was in a frenzy? I didn't even realize how much corrosion was accumulated inside my body. As the boss was slain, and the adrenaline dissipated, I started to feel it.
The feeling of drowning inside the abyss. Being tied by black smoky chains. It kept on piling...and piling...and piling...
My core was pulsing, like it wanted to explode. My mind felt sluggish, and the chains kept on tying me inside the abyss, drowning me...