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My Infatuation With Death Chapter 42 : Feel the air
Perspective : Kyle Bonfrost"What the fuck just happened?". "The course of this battle took an unexpected turn." "Just moments ago, we were running for our lives." "But now the tides have turned".It was a moment of shock and utter amazement for me. "Now is not the moment, I can think about this later." To no longer let my distracting thoughts hold me back, I softly released this word into the air. "Whatever!"Shortly after, Elkdrack declared confidently, "This one's mine." He stood face-to-face with a cornered insect, his left leg ensnared by the sticky sap it had released.Meanwhile,Regina and Patrick had also managed to trap another one. But something felt off. "I distinctly remember there being one more of these things lurking around"."Where the hell is it now?"."Did it flee?"."No"."That's unlikely".As I spared a glance at Conrad, I noticed his vigilance, his eyes scanning the room."Where is it?".With unwavering concentration, I endeavored to block out all sensory
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 43 : Not yet
Perspective : Conrad GarnierMy vision suddenly became blurry, a throbbing pain began to throb in my head, and I could sense the warm trickle of blood running down my nose. Elkdrack, caught in the same agony as I, exclaimed in disbelief,"What the hell is this?".It wasn't just him, though; everyone else was experiencing the same thing.Patrick wasted no time and swiftly thrust his sword into the ground, as he said, "Cleanse the air." Instantly, a radiant and soothing light began to emanate from his blade, forming a massive bubble of luminosity that expanded rapidly. The light enveloped our bodies, filling the room with its comforting glow, banishing the nauseating sensation we were experiencing.After casting that spell, Patrick took a moment to breathe and said,"Well that should do the trick?".I reckoned he knew, what that nauseating sensation was, so I asked him."What was that?".Patrick replied,"I don't know?".But Kyle with a gaze filled with confusion and curiosity, with a
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 44 : Perfect Coordination
Perspective : Conrad GarnierThe threat on our life was closing in on us. The mere sight of that thing walking make us all broke out in cold sweat.And yet, I can't help but marvel in the beauty of our deaths approaching us.(I wonder... If I die will I see her again).(These past days have been so hectic. That her looks have completely escaped my mind).(But one thing is undeniable... that smell of ash ... Ohh what I won't do to smell that again).(So be it ... If its death, I accept it).I spread my arms, as If welcoming a warm embrace. The warm embrace of death.(I want to see her again).That was when I felt a pounding pain in my right cheek, It was Regina staring at me with those teary eyes.As she spoke,"What the hell is wrong with you?"."Are you wishing to die?".As she said that, I came back to my senses."What the hell is wrong with me?"."Why was I thinking like that?".A unnatural thought had dawned upon me, but why?Is this because I felt so close to dying, or was that be
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 45 : Priorities
Perspective. : Conrad Garnier The insect swiftly withdrew its extended limb from Kyle's body, causing a geyser of blood to erupt from his wound. Strange white roots of corrosion began sprouting out of the injury, gradually covering his entire body. Kyle appeared on the verge of losing consciousness as his eyes rolled upwards, blood trickling down from his eyes and mouth. Meanwhile,Fluttering its wings, the insect generated enough powerful force that kept me at a distance, keeping me at bay.I tried, I fucking tried.But the force from its wings was too strong.I had to reach Kyle, anyone had to.The creature, in a desperate display, hopelessly tapped its limbs on the ground, generating a flurry of strikes that came relentlessly. Patrick, standing closest, valiantly defended himself, skillfully deflecting each strike. Yet, he was in no position to reach Kyle.Elkdrack maintained his grasp on its mandibles, while Regina, on the other hand, was forcefully blown the furthest away. Howe
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 46 : Remember your vow
Perspective : Kyle Bonfrost............................................. Nightmare......................................................"What is this?""Where am I ?".I opened my eyes, saw nothing.It was a pitch black void.Yet cold air caressed my skin,From the depths of my bewildered mind, I became aware of a peculiar symphony, faint echoes reverberating through the air.Like water being displaced."How odd!".Curious, I raised myself from my seated position, straightening my posture.I was in a realm of pure darkness, empty hollowness , I found myself adrift upon a small boat, guided by a figure hunched and enshrouded in a cloak of mystery."Who was he?".My mind no eager to ask any questions.As, a sense of relaxation and fatigue enveloped me. My body yearning for a sleep.An eternal slumber for the ages, from which I never wished to be woken up.And Yet, I can't help but wonder."Why is the sky above devoid of any stars?",The sky looked like an abyss of obsidian, that cast
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 47 : True feelings
Perspective : Thor Gild"Eeek .. shhhih.... ".I experienced a sudden, unexpected quivering sensation in my body."Ha"."It's kinda funny... I can't feel much of my back anymore"."Well that's a small price to pay for someone's life"."I anticipate that it will return to normal soon after it is free once again".I shifted Ron up a bit. Cracked my neck, as it made a satisfying popping sound."I wonder how Falisha is doing"."Haven't seen her ... since I left the tribe"."I guess she is still taking care of those sheep, left behind by that wandering shepherd once"."Always caring... that one".It was a start of a new day, inside that god forsaken cavern.The only difference was,We had been walking and walking since we all fought those large swarm of ants. Inside that weird chamber. Followed by some occasional run-ins with other swarms of ants.But these times, we evaded them. Carefully, scouting even before we blindly rush an empty suspecting room.Turned out, our friend Robin here had
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 48 : Gold and Riches beyond our wildest imaginations
Perspective : Conrad Garnier"Just who is this guy?"."First that rare mana potion and now these healing potions..... Not even one, two of them at that?"."Is he an alchemist?"."Nope .... that's unlikely"."This forest is filled with plants that could have been made an excellent potion.... at least I think so, ... could have swear..... if I had seen him harvesting any of those?"."Nope he definitely isn't an alchemist"."Come to think of it .... that weird magic of his ... particle magic.... I have heard it's name mentioned some times but never seen anyone use 'em ....huh strange".I pondered, while I stood there unintentionally staring at Kyle.Kyle caught on,"Do you need anything Conrad?".He asked.I replied,"Nope".He responded, "Sure you do .... "."Look at that leg of yours .... that's quite a nasty wound you got there".(Huh)I had completely forgotten about that. My sudden recall of my injury came with a unsuspecting searing pain, followed by a throbbing, like a heart beat.
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 49 : Welcome back to reality
Perspective : Conrad GarnierIt's funny how human psyche works? The mere sight of gold makes us forget our sufferings, It makes us blind. It makes us oblivious to the obvious abomination that lay before us.There was a huge dead centipede, whose limbs were made of gold. Yeah, nothing suspicious or ominous about that, isn't it?Truth be told, the mere sight of gold to us was like a life-giving oasis to a person desperately parched with thirst.We can't help but be drawn to that sight, It was the reason of our sufferings, It was meant to be our reward.Because,Our greed was a guiding light, that kept us going, we never faltered, never lost hope. And, when we saw what we wanted, the beacon and the fruit of our labour. We became complacent.Full filling an unspoken commitment to our fallen comrades,"so, what if we let our guards down?""So, what if we became blind to the obvious truth around us?"."Atleast that much should be allowed"."Or does it?".Standing right there, I felt noth
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Chapter 82 : Serpent's Gaze
Perspective : Lucius SinclairI still don't know why I did that. I guess I was too bored with the routine ass stuff I did all day.Talking to people bleh !Something new and exciting, just the thought of that, maybe, caused my legs to follow suit.Following the noise I reached the location of its origins.And what I saw?Those two people, that weird women and that man, were facing off with some nasty looking individuals."Wait! I recognised them! I know them"."That insignia"." That's the insignia of the group called 'Serpent's gaze' "."Or am I getting It wrong, No I don't think so".I thought out loud,Percival responded,"Indeed and that person wielding that huge cleaver, I think they call him Baldwin".Surprised that Percival knew of such people, I asked,"You know them"."How?".He responded,"Ah yes ... I witnessed him once, Killing and brutally decapitating one of his victims".I was honestly surprised, he never told me about that, just what else he was hiding from me, It's n
Chapter 81 : A knot
Perspective : Lucius SinclairThat was the most idiotic conversation I had ever heard, I thought the guy was dumb then damn, the woman buds in and guess what? she has got nothing on him. She own herself was in a whole new level of stupid.It's like they were caged birds, first time in the open, as if they didn't knew how the world worked. Now, that I think about it, they never did tell me and neither did I bothered asking, but sure as heck they acted like that.Witnessing that, Percival commented, "She is ripping them off."I responded, "Well, I'd say they deserve it."Percival observed their behavior and mentioned, drawing an assumption from it, "Must be new around here."I responded accordingly, confirming his assumption , "You bet, who says room with a view, every room has a view."Then Percival slowly whispered in my ears, his voice filled with hesitation and concern, "Should we intervene?"I responded sternly, my words laced with indifference and detachment, "None of our
Chapter 80 : Stupid World
Perspective : Lucius Sinclair"Violence" is the term ingrained in human nature. I will go as far as to say that's what defines our very being, our stupid self serving ignorant being.Violence is an act often used as a means of last resort, when all our efforts to get through them are useless, that's when violence is utilised and yet it's funny that, it's not used that way, it's never used that way.How utterly stupid, well that's humans I guess, an organism who puts their feelings above all else, an stupid organism who thinks the best way to exist is by becoming a "Cog" in a self serving machine.And yet they forgot to account for the fact that a "Cog" is nary a significant nor a remotely crucial component of a system, well not much crucial when there are so much to go around, how utterly stupid. They forget or simply ignore the fact that they are replaceable, and there are so many of them that replacing isn't even an issue, forget about having spares, it's one thing to have spares an
Chapter 79 : Return Journey - III
"Halt," Ikbal's authoritative voice rang out, slicing through the conversation like a sharp blade. The intensity of his command reverberated through the carts, causing a shiver to run down the spines of those who heard it. As Ikbal firmly tugged on the reins of his horse, the animal let out a startled squeal, bringing the entire convoy to an abrupt stop. Confusion painted the faces of everyone present, their brows furrowing in bewilderment. Spotting Kyle slowly approaching on a separate horse, Ikbal's gaze locked onto him with a mixture of recognition and concern. His words spilled out urgently, the weight of the situation evident in his tone, "Stop.... halt! halt!" Kyle, caught off guard by the sudden halt, arched an eyebrow in confusion. His puzzled expression prompted him to ask, "What happened?" Placing his fingers against his forehead, Ikbal mulled over his response for a moment before replying, his voice tinged with a touch of uncertainty, "My wind magic is picking up on
Chapter 78 : I don't care
It's been 10 days since they set out from those old dilapidated ruined village. They travelled through the weeping forest, It was a hard, arduous journey but they managed. With utmost caution and meticulous planning, Conrad and his companions successfully left behind those haunting nightmares. The dawn of a new day emerged, ushering in a fresh chapter full of exciting opportunities in their lives. But this victory couldn't have been possible by the sacrifices of those unfortunate enough to be a part of those nightmares.Now,They had left behind "The weeping forest" the previous day. Now, they were following a road taken by Merchants, and tourists who visit from the capital this time of the year.A road that went through an ordinary forest, and yet they had 4 days until they would reach the city of Ustrax.The Horses were carrying the carts and carriages at full speed, their hooves pounding against the ground, a rhythmic symphony of urgency and determination. On the second Carriage, E
Chapter 77 : Return Journey - II
Ustrax is the name of a legendary dragon who lived in these parts, not the name of the place. At that moment in time, the vessel state of Fasnijan' still existed, before the current Monarchy. However, the area now called the city of Ustrax, along with the snow-covered territory surrounding it, wasn't a part of it. It was an uncharted territory, with no man treading on it for centuries or decades. The frozen tundra was covered with towering trees that blocked sunlight from reaching the undergrowth. It was an area teeming with monsters, and leading them all was the legendary dragon Ustrax.However, after several centuries, during the reign of Edmund the 2nd, King of the 'Sovereign of Fasnijan,' his son-in-law, also known as the 3rd King of the 'Sovereign of Fasnijan' and famously referred to as the 'Adventurer King,' emerged. He possessed legendary adventurer skills and embarked on a perilous journey towards the salted mountain. The snowy mountains surrounding 'the city of Ustrax,' back
Chapter 76 : Return journey.
Conrad, his body weary and mind heavy from the battle, found himself compelled to spend the night at the monastery. Exhausted, he and the others set up camp, ensuring everyone had a chance to rest by taking turns on guard duty. As dawn broke, he was already awake, Conrad's right hand found solace in the familiar weight of his sword's hilt. His weary breath mingled with a silent sigh as his thoughts whispered, "Now let's return back home." The weariness of battle still clung to his bones, and a longing for the comforts of home echoed in his words. "I just want to go home and sleep in a real bed," Conrad uttered, his voice carrying the weariness accumulated over the past few days. The passing of time felt distorted, as he continued, "Can't believe it's only been a few days. It feels like years already ." The weight of recent events settled upon him, and Conrad contemplated his future. "Probably won't take any new jobs for a while now," he mused silently, contemplating the need
Chapter 75 : Echoes of Distortion
Perspective : Conrad GarnierMy mind a drift, My eyes encapsulated in that Muriel, at that depiction, the way they were presented, the way those pictures were drawn, who knows when? and who knows by whom?, it felt so ethereal, so life like, that I became completely lost in it.It was like, I am living that moment, as if those figures drawn would pop out of that wall, it was exhilarating.Surrounded by un readable text, in the middle of that moss covered Muriel, were the depiction of people or beings that lived long long ago, in this very village which is now lone and deserted, it was all so fascinating.Now, I found myself eager to delve deeper into that knowledge, so I consciously blocked out the conversations of others around me. My mind ventured freely, delving into the enigmatic secrets it sought to unravel. In that moment, I entered a trance-like state, completely oblivious to any external distractions, captivated only by the intriguing drawings and carvings before me. With unwave
Chapter 74 : Remnants long forgotten
Perspective : Conrad GarnierElkdrack's face transformed with a mix of surprise and temporary memory lapse, as he sheepishly admitted, "Ohh, I forgot there for a second. That's the reason I brought you here..." His gaze drifted towards a chest in the corner, a chest that seemed to radiate a certain majestic aura, adorned in what appeared to be metal though time had left its marks—the rusted edges and the curious growth of moss. Elkdrack gestured towards the chest and said, his words brimming with anticipation, "That chest over there contains your share of the treasure." With a blend of excitement and remorse, he proceeded to explain the origins of the treasure, his voice tinged with a mix of nostalgia and regret, "When we first entered this place, the altar was buried amidst a mound of gleaming gold coins, alongside an array of mysterious artifacts." He paused for a moment, letting the weight of his revelations sink in, before continuing, "Everyone took their share, and yours..
