FVN Chapter 239 Imprisoned
Chapter 239 Imprisoned
The air was different when descending the slope that led beneath the mountain. While it was a rather suspicious path he was led down, anything seemed better than lingering on the surface.
"I'm sure you've noticed it by now, too," Jeong-Hui remarked while taking slow, silent steps into the downward, smooth path deeper from the surface.
"Hmm?" Finn glanced over.
"This world—it seems like every few minutes, there's some sort of phenomenon that occurs. Whether it's monsters dropping down from the rifts or some abnormal weather," Jeong-Hui explained.
It was as he thought, recalling the frost-plaguing rain and the abnormal creatures encountered before meeting the fellow assassin. Glancing back, he could see the peculiar sky at the other end of the slope as it seemed to start raining rainbow liquid.@@@@
"Everything about this world is just odd," he remarked.
"Odd is the normal nowadays, isn't it?" Jeong-Hui remarked.
"Yeah, can't say any of it really surprises me anymore," Finn agreed.
While he only sought to push on, he carried the curiosity of his lost friends with him.
["Once this is over, all of you are back...I'll have some stories to tell you. About the world at the bottom of the universe."]
It felt as though they'd already traveled a mile, traveling deeper down the slope. Looking back, the other side that led to the colorful forest was nothing more than a small painting in the far distance.
"Watch my back and I'll watch yours, alright?" Jeong-Hui offered while leading the way towards whatever awaited below the mountains.
"Yeah, of course," Finn agreed.
Finally, it stopped simply going deeper as the slope ended at the entrance into somewhere dark, beneath the surface. It hardly looked like a natural cave lingering so far down; the opening peered into a dreary place built of spiraled stone.
"Now what is all of this?" Jeong-Hui questioned out loud, walking into the obscure area as he examined the walls.
Finn did the same, finding the entrance into the odd place beneath the surface to induce feelings as if staring at lost, man made creations, though unlikely to be by human hands.
"Alien"--that was the only word he could think of to describe it. The feeling of quandary that overwhelmed his mind when staring at it was unmistakable. It was like his brain simply couldn't comprehend what it perceived.
It was multiple times larger than the two young men, suspended by an intangible force akin to gravity. The creature of otherworldly origin possessed black, scaly skin with a skull that seemed to lack any sort of mouth or eyes, only holes in its head that could possibly be ears.
A sort of hair seemed to dangle from its head, though seeming to be a part of its skeletal structure, hanging like dreadlocks.
Though its torso was humanoid with arms that ended in snow-white fingers, it ended with a serpentine bottom half that stayed suspended by the unseen force.
"What the hell...is that?" Finn questioned.
None of it made sense, though looking at it, a hum filled his head; a continuous, crescendo that played. Smacking the side of his head, it didn't stop; another slap only seemed to make it worse.
'This thing–whatever it is...It's in my head–shit...!' He thought. Discover more stories at My Virtual Library Empire
Looking over, he found Jeong-Hui with a possessed look in his eyes. As if the man's legs were dragged by invisible strings, Jeong-Hui stumbled towards the suspended entity.
"Jeong-Hui...! Don't!" Finn shouted.
He attempted to intervene, reaching his hand out in front of him as he watched his companion walk forward. It was a fruitless effort, intercepted by another sharp sensation through his skull.
["—Wake me.—Free me."]
The distorted ringing through his head finally turned to discernable words of a deep, oaken voice. It was too intense; the ringing became loud enough that it felt his head might pop, bringing him to consider simply plunging his blade into his ear.
'My body is...moving–shit...I have to resist it,' he urged himself, finding his legs forcing him to stand, sliding one foot forward to approach the nebulous entity.
He didn't have any insight into just what kind of creature lay dormant in that chamber, yet every cell of his existence screamed at him not to allow it to awaken.
Whatever it was, it couldn't be freed—
He knew that.