Chapter 1155: Fate On Steroids
[Riley Ross. Hero.]
"Hm…"
Riley had been staring at the book in his hands for quite a while now. He had been feeling the hard-bound cover, trying to figure out what sort of material it was made from—and he actually already had an idea as it was a material he was used to handling.
It was leather. A leather made from human skin, to be exact. And judging from how white it was, it was his skin.
"Interesting, very interesting." He tilted his head, opening the book to find page after page of blank paper. Not a single word was written, no directions, nothing. Just empty pages.
Without a second thought, Riley closed the book, watching as it vanished right before his eyes. He blinked, then reached for it in his mind, calling for it silently again. Instantly, the book reappeared in his hands. He considered this new world and Monkeh's words: they needed to follow the book.
A thought crossed his mind. If he was supposed to "follow the book" here, did that mean he needed to act like a hero? He stared at the empty pages a moment longer before closing the book once more. It disappeared, and he just moved on.
Riley started walking through the dense forest. Birds chirped overhead, and insects flitted around the branches, their sounds fading into a distant hum. But Riley wasn't paying attention to any of it. His steps were calm and steady, his eyes fixed ahead.
But soon, the underbrush rustled nearby, and Riley stopped, his gaze drifting toward the sound. And with that as their only warning, a group of small green creatures emerged from the shadows. They looked like small, twisted versions of humans—goblins. Barely reaching his waist, they muttered to each other in rough, low voices, their eyes sharp and beady.
"Oh?" Riley watched them, slightly amused as he tilted his head to the side while listening to their garbled words.
"Khukukuk…" One of the goblins stepped forward, seemingly not caring at all that Riley was looking at them in amusement rather than fear or any other expressions. It was gripping a jagged, rusted knife.