Yoo Jonghyuk's expression slowly changed as he held me by the neck. Previously, I would already be falling through the air.
Now everything was the opposite. I flew through the air instead of falling. Yoo Jonghyuk had thrown me as hard as he could.
Yoo Jonghyuk was watching me. His expression showed he was certain that I wouldn't die. I didn't hear his voice but I could tell what he was saying.
'Feed him one blow, Kim Dokja.'
The moment I was about to answer, the tentacles blocked my gaze.
The attack of the tentacles missed me by a hair's breadth and I landed on the Eater of Dreams body. I used the strength remaining in my arms to grab the body and move towards the wound.
This guy was a life-threatening presence just through touch. If I was still an incarnation, I might've already passed out or died. If he finished his descent… it was scary to think about what might happen.
I threw my body into the wound.
[…I'm sorry. I can't go with you.]
Power drained from my body and I felt Cheok Jungyeong's strength scattering. I didn't panic because I had already expected it.
Soon afterwards, the wound connected to the outside completely closed.
I floated in the air, like a person floating in the universe. The inside of the Eater of Dreams was as dark as the sky. It was a space with no blood or flesh. It was natural since the outer god wasn't a living thing.
Dung… dung… dung…
I heard the sound of drums coming from somewhere. Then there was a whispering. Someone gazed at me. It wasn't hard to breathe despite there being no air. Perhaps the moment I entered this space, my very existence was transformed.
Then after a while, all sounds disappeared. The screams of the incarnations and the messages of the constellations were gone.
Instead, there were unknown characters and images. This was the stomach of the Eater of Dreams. It was a place where all the stories he had eaten were gathered.
「 #%&^#$^ 」
There were some stories I could recognize. Perhaps they were from Founder's Mother.
「 It is my fault. The foolish history was too long… 」
「 I have to protect this land from the nebulae. However, now there is no one in Hongik. Where have all the gods of creation gone? 」
「 Hwanung… I want to see Hwanung. 」
Then a story with a small light came up to me and shouted,
「 What are you doing? Why are you here? Run away…! 」
The light flickered. Thank you but there was nowhere for me to run away to.
The 'outer gods' were existences rooted in the distant outer universe. Half of his body was connected to the second floor of Dark Castle while the inside of his body was directly connected to the outer universe.
Thus, his stomach was like outer space to me. It was a world of sheer emptiness, only filled with the desire to eat.
The Eater of Dreams wanted me.
The scattered letters gathered together and started to form a shape. In this empty space, eyes and a mouth were created. In fact, I wasn't sure if they were eyes or a mouth, but I had to think of it in these terms since I was a human.
He seemed to be saying something but his voice wasn't heard properly. After a while, the letters shivered and started to transform into words that I could understand.
[ The smell of an interesting story… ]
TL: Rainbow Turtle
Chapter end
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