Chapter 4: Nyarlath.
And I would be ready. Ready for any horrors headed my way...
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Although I'd made my decision, and I intended to go on with it— not like I'd any other choice.
The thought of the horrors I'd encounter should I venture into the desolate landscape elicited within me, a wave of fear.
Ba- thump! Ba- thump!
My heart hammered against my chest, and the sound echoed through the suffocating silence.
...And to make matters worse?
If I ever wanted, even the smallest of chances of escaping this cursed land, then I had no choice but to steel myself and venture into this "unexplored" region.
However, the fact that no regression of mine had ever brought me here did nothing to comfort me. If anything, it only served to further intensify the eerie discomfort and unease swiftly rising within me.
After all, despite its many disadvantages— especially the prospect of visiting Kêlúthà, the other side—regression still had its perks.
Most notable of them all would be: Knowledge.