Chapter 297 Vanity in the Dark
There is something very interesting about magic.
It doesn't matter whether you can understand the so-called costs, it doesn't matter whether you are affected by these inhumane forces, it doesn't even matter if the person you love and what you want is forever taken away from you.
You know, the feeling of releasing magic is incredible. Imagine that feeling, my friend, you can become the most special being among all people, and you can also play with the universe and reality at the palm of your hand.
Now, do those costs matter?
Even if it costs you everything you have, just remember the pleasure it brings you when you cast a spell, and all these worries can disappear.
You simply can't let go of this feeling.
Even if you lose the person you love, or the person who loves you, even if the things you regard as treasures are gone from you, even if you will feel uncomfortable, anxious, and miserable.
But you know what's going to happen, don't you.
You can no longer live without these mysterious and gorgeous tricks
In the darkness of illusion, everything seemed so chaotic and dirty.
A patter of rain came from afar, and came to a close place in the blink of an eye. It was the boundless water from the void, and every drop of water was as ink-colored inside.
The original dark environment gradually became brighter. In the dim alley, a man lay down in a puddle. After an unknown amount of time, his fingers trembled slightly, and his consciousness returned to his mind.
"who I am?"
The man opened his eyes in confusion, looking at the unfamiliar environment around him at a loss. His whole body was covered with rain, and the unbearable rancid smell entered his nose, making him frown slightly.
He lost his memory. Looking at the unfamiliar palm, the man felt as if he had lost something very important.
"where am I?"
Climbing up shakily, the man felt that his whole body was so weak. He wiped the dirty water from his face and pushed his wet bangs to the back of his head.
Looking around, he found himself in a dilapidated alley. The dirty garbage and rainwater gathered together and turned into sewage all over the floor. The soaked filth fully dissipated the stench. He even saw a few A rotten rat.
Feeling really uncomfortable from being smoked, the man raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, but before he could put his hand in front of his face, he took two steps back due to the stink on his hand.
It was only now that he realized that his body was covered with those filthy things.
Taking off his coat and looking up at the pitch-black sky with no horizon at all, the man once again had questions in his heart.
"What do I want to do?"
Looking blankly in the direction outside the alley, the man followed the raindrops and vaguely saw the light coming from there.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally chose to go out and take a look. Maybe he could find someone outside who could help him, or maybe someone knew who he was and could help him retrieve his memory.
Whatever he wanted to do, the man folded his coat and tucked it under his arm, and then walked out quickly, stepping on the water under his feet.
Facing the direction of the neon lights, the man finally arrived outside the alley. He subconsciously turned around and looked back, only to find that the alley behind him had disappeared at some point and turned into a thick wall.
His pupils trembled slightly, and the man couldn't help but stretched out his hand to knock on the wall, only to find that it was a real wall and very strong. His vigorous beating did not elicit any response, but instead caused some pain in his hand.
".What on earth is this"
The man carefully recalled what had happened since he woke up until now. He was sure that he was not hallucinating or going crazy, but he didn't know why the passage he came from disappeared.
Blinking his eyes, the man sighed. He tightened his grip on his clothes and made up his mind at the same time.
He wanted to figure out what all this was about. Apart from his own life experience and memories, he knew that the most important thing at this moment was to figure out what kind of place this was and why everything was filled with unreasonableness.
Walking on the street, the man originally wanted to stop passers-by and ask for help, but what he didn't expect was that he didn't see anyone along the way.
In other words, the 'human-shaped' things he saw could not be considered human beings at all.
The strange creature looked like a melted wax figure, with its twisted flesh and blood, vividly imitating the appearance of a stranger.
They are shopping, they are communicating, they can even make human voices, communicate with each other in a relaxed tone and in a language that men cannot understand, and they will even laugh with joy when the conversation is happy.
However, they cannot be considered human beings at all. No matter what the strange biological tissue is wrapped in, the man believes from the bottom of his heart that they are definitely not human beings!
Now, the man began to feel lucky. He felt that amnesia was a very good thing, because if he still retained his previous memories, he would most likely be frightened crazy by this scene.
The man walked aimlessly among those weird creatures. He deliberately avoided those guys and avoided meeting their eyes, because he knew that among these monsters, he was the most special one.
But for some reason, those guys didn't seem to want to pay attention to him at all. They didn't even look at him, they were just doing their own things.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the man felt a chill coming over him, and his body temperature dropped even lower.
Exhaling a breath of turbidity, the coldness made the man's body tremble slightly. He knew that he could not go on like this. If he wanted to find out where he was, he had to take the initiative.
He didn't know what those monsters were, and he didn't know what the consequences of contacting them would be, but he knew that he couldn't go on like this.
Thinking of this, the man calmed down, turned around and raised his head, mustering up all his courage to look at the deformed monster not far away from him.
However, what he saw made the man couldn't help but shrink his pupils.
Under the mist of rain, the monster in front of the man was rapidly melting. It was like salt soaked in water, slowly losing its original appearance and transforming into a more bizarre state.
But what shocked the man was that the other party didn't seem to notice this at all. It was still chatting with the melting creature next to it, and didn't seem to realize that it was slowly turning into a puddle of gelatin in the raindrops.
Swallowing hard, the man looked at this scene in shock. His remaining sanity could not handle the impact of the scene in front of him. He backed away unconsciously, just wanting to leave this place as soon as possible.
His stiff legs finally regained consciousness at this moment. He turned around and ran away without saying a word. Seeing more and more humanoid creatures corrupted by the rain, the man hurriedly raised his clothes to block his head.
Blindly running in the rain, the man didn't know how long he ran. The rain seemed to cover the entire city, and he always felt like he couldn't escape.
But he didn't dare to stop. He lied to himself that it was all his illusion and that he would have a chance to escape from this strange place.
The vision was extremely bumpy, and the man was already a little exhausted. He felt that every move he made was so difficult, and his body seemed to have an unbearable weight.
Panting heavily, the man finally stopped. He felt that he could no longer run anymore. The rain seemed to be endless, and he already felt that his breathing was a little difficult.
Looking back, the man wanted to see how far he had run, but when he looked intently, he suddenly discovered that there was a bloody trace left on the ground in the direction he came from.
The weird thing like flesh fibers was still squirming slightly, and it spread all the way under his body, as if he had turned into a snail, leaving uncomfortable mucus wherever it passed.
His teeth couldn't stop chattering, and the man lowered his head tremblingly, focusing his eyes on his body.
Only then did he realize that his body had already melted like those monsters, and now he only had a head left, staying quietly on the ground.
The surrounding environment was dead silent, with nothing but the patter of rain. The man wanted to shout, but he found that he had lost control.
He could do nothing but watch the water on the ground slowly cover his field of vision.
And he also knew that it was not that the water on the ground was getting higher and higher, but that his field of vision was getting lower and lower. Now, his head would melt into this void.
The last thing that appeared in the man's eyes was the neon lights in the distance.
As his vision gradually blurred, the man's heart sank into nothingness. He finally told himself that this was just a nightmare.
This is just a nightmare.
The patter of rain could be heard, and countless ink-colored raindrops fell on the dark alley.
His fingers trembled slightly, and the man opened his eyes in confusion. He looked around at the strange environment around him doubtfully, not knowing why he appeared in this place.
Climbing up numbly, the man could not help but frown as he smelled the disgusting smell.
He held his breath and frowned as he looked in the direction of the smell. The dirty garbage and rotting rat carcasses mixed with the rainwater were really unbearable for him.
Turning around, the man decided to figure out where he was. He raised his head and looked at the entrance of the alley, which was the route where the neon lights came from, and was also the only direction full of light.
next moment--
The man suddenly froze on the spot and stopped all movements.
In the haze, he vaguely saw a strange being wearing a black windbreaker and a bird's beak mask, holding a large black umbrella and standing quietly at the entrance of the alley.