Chapter 240: Apparently, we can’t have aneurysm inside an illusionary world, so I’ll be okay
The hand of God stretched toward me, and I watched in horror and fascination as the dark third eye opened.
Ugh—this nauseating sensation again. I found myself stumbled forward and almost face-to-face with a deep, dark void before a strong grip pulled me back.
"Oh, thank yo—" I looked back and my voice got stuck in my throat, because the kid wasn’t a kid anymore!
Still in a black suit—that meticulous, made-to-fit three-piece—and a red tie that was in the same color as his eyes, the Demon God was now a full-grown adult. Not just an adult, but looking like a middle-aged man; a very handsome one, in case you’re curious, just like what I had thought how the kid would grow up. And now that I was closer, I could see that his pale skin had patterns on them, almost like an invisible tattoo.
Ah, so that was the alpha seed.
"Umm..."
"What?"
If there was one thing that did not change from him, it was the blood-red eyes; the cheekiness that was weirdly mixed with exasperation. "You’re not a kid anymore?"
"This is the world of illusion," he shrugged. "I could look however I liked."
Huh...then this must be the way he looked originally, huh? Not bad, Lord An’Hyang. I gave an appreciative nod and started to look around because he said this was an illusionary world.
We were actually standing on a bridge, where I almost fell from. In front of us, at the end of the bridge, was a castle gate, and furthermore, of course, was a castle. Before I could even ask what this place was, the no-longer-kid God had already walked forward, and I had to catch up to him.