Chapter 215: 51st Floor, Alchemy (2)
The gremlin, an NPC who despised his own kind, lived in solitude.
He was ignored by all, not recognized as a sentient being.
Slowly, he was dying from desiccation.
The mystical beings that had settled in this place deemed him inferior and repulsive, unworthy of equal treatment.
Passing adventurers saw him only as a means to obtain quests.
Thus, the gremlin was pushed to his breaking point.
To steal what the fairies and mystical beings possessed and become like them was sheer madness, a testament to how far the gremlin had been driven.
“I didn’t believe transforming into them would actually make them accept me. That’s why the gremlin is too smart.”
[Then why embark on such a quest.......]
The ghost fell silent.
[Could it be?]
“He must have made his decision. Rather than live as the gremlin, he preferred to die resembling a fairy.”