Chapter 160: Arc 6: Drama In Life - 8
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Arc 6: Drama In Life - 8
"Hey, Jin. What's that?" Elizabeth asks, her voice tinged with curiosity as she points behind me.
I turn around just in time to see a glass bottle flying straight toward us, spinning through the air with wild, chaotic energy. It's filled with a strange, glowing pink substance, and judging by the erratic path it's taking, it most definitely originated from somewhere near the Ice King's frozen castle.
In that moment, I feel the River of Time stir—no, erupt—within me. Everything around me slows to a near-complete halt, frozen mid-motion from my perspective. I can hear the pounding of my own heart growing louder, faster, almost painful, as the River of Time resonates with the Heart of Eldritch buried deep within me. The eldritch influence spreads like ink in water, touching not only the River of Time but also all my other cheats, even the ones that had been damaged.
Under the Heart of Eldritch's influence, the damaged cheats are rapidly restored... no, reborn—enhanced beyond their original forms, but twisted ever so slightly toward something far more alien, far more ancient. They feel stronger... but they also feel wrong, carrying a heavy, unsettling weight that clings to my very being.
And then I notice another change: where once the River of Time offered me a glimpse into the infinite future, now there is only darkness. The Heart of Eldritch has seemingly deemed the future irrelevant, or perhaps, something worse lies ahead that I am not meant to see for the time being.
As I stand trapped in the frozen world, a noise of sounds begins to rise around me: laughter, sobbing, furious shouting. The voices come in countless languages, many I have never heard before, yet somehow, some way, I understand every vile curse hurled into the void. The emotions behind them claw at the edges of my mind, desperate and feral.