Chapter 65

Chapter 65 -In a Dream?

I wake up and check my surroundings

Its not the wyverns nest.

An empty space.

White tile-like floor and blue sky.

But, the sky is not moving.

The movements of clouds are stopped.

A windless space.

Almost as if the time stopped in this space.

When I look around.

I see only the white floor spreading endlessly.

Big jars are placed on that spreading floor.

A number of jars bigger than me.

Jars the size of an adult human.

Just what is the meaning of this?

Tekuteku Tekuteku

I have decided to walk.

I dont know how I came to this space.

I was here before I noticed.

I dont know where the exit or entrance is.

I have to confirm my surroundings first

While walking between the jars.

Baan

Gacha Gacha Gacha

Sudden shrill sounds.

Uo!

What!

That surprised me.

My heart skipped a beat.

While thinking whats going on.

I turn towards the direction of the sound.

Several of the jars have broken.

Baan

Gacha Gacha Gacha

Uo!

Ha!

My heart is startled.

Several more jars have just cracked.

They suddenly break.

I dont know why they are breaking.

I only hear the exploding sounds.

Tekuteku Tekuteku

When I approach the broken jar

A corpse? similar to a mummy is mixed between the broken fragments.

Uun.

Umm.

The hell is this?

A mummy inside a jar

I dont understand.

Ummm.

When I look at another broken jar

It seems to contain a similar mummy.

Kyorokyoro

I look around restlessly.

This large white space is packed with jars.

Eh?

Surely not

no way, no way

Does every jar contain a mummy inside?

Space which spreads endlessly.

Nothing, but jars placed on the white floor.

Which means

The number is incalculable.

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, maybe even hundreds of millions.

If mummies are in every jar

Just how many of them are there

The population of Earth was certainly around 7 billion.

It wont be surprising if the number of jars is similar.

Nonono.

Calm down!

Calm down, me!

Its not good to get weird delusions.

I must look for the exit from this strange space first.

Thats right.

Lets do that.

Tekuteku Tekuteku

I walk between the jars.

I walk among the countless number of jars.

Baan

Gacha Gacha Gacha

Uo!

Another jar has broken.

That sound is bad for my heart.

The jars sometimes break while I continue walking.

Of course, mummies are inside.

Mummies lying among the fragments of the pots.

Just why are these jars breaking?

It doesnt seem like the mummies inside are breaking them.

The mummies are not moving an inch.

A mystery

Tekuteku Tekuteku

I walk not minding the mummies.

Anyway, I have to proceed.

I dont want to get near an exploding jar.

But

I had a sudden thought.

I just had a thought.

Possibly

By some possibility

I may be able to repair these jars.

And.

Besides looking closely

These mummies and jars are a set.

Its just a faintly, but

I can see the black lines.

Areare.

By any chance

If I put these lines back together

Cant I restore the jars back to their original shape?

Uun.

I

wonder?

Its just a thought, but

Somehow, Im not willing.

I have a feeling that I shouldnt be restoring these jars.

That its a taboo that must not be done.

A territory one shouldnt touch.

A technique a person shouldnt get involved in.

I thought so for some reason.

How to say this

My heart is impatient.

The wall of my heart reacts.

A mental defense reaction?

But

However

I touch the mummy and the jar with my hands.

The curiosity won me over.

My body moved.

I restored Chikos beaker yesterday.

If thats the case

I may be able to restore this jar and the mummy.

I hold my hands out.

And use that skill.

Blood Bone Alchemy

Im trying to connect the faintly visible black lines.

But

It doesnt go well.

Something seems to be obstructing me.

It seems like someone is interfering.

When I try to connect a line.

The line gets disarranged.

Almost as if

Someone was watching me and tampering with the lines.

I move the black line in front of me.

Guguguguguguguguguguaaa! Ugaaa!

T, that hurt!

A sharp pain runs through my head.

A sudden intense pain in my head.

I separate my hands from the mummy and the jar.

Its like my head is going to explode from the acute pain.

Batain

I fall down on the ground.

My cheeks touch the floor.

A cold floor.

My consciousness is becoming dull from the pain.

Its slowly disappearing.

The scenery in front of me is becoming blurry.

Sutasuta Sutasuta

Nn?

I hear footsteps.

Somebody seems to be approaching me.

A slowly approaching footsteps.

But, my view is vague.

I cant see the other persons figure well.

Oyaoya, an intruder after so long. I was wondering who it was so its you to think you would already come this far~ Isnt this the fastest record?

A calm tone.

The shadow of a person before me touches the pieces of the jar.

I cant see the face.

Only the feet and hands are visible.

I only know that someone is near.

Besides arara~ Havent the jars break? Maa, thats alright cant be helped since theres an intruder. But, you you shouldnt try to fix this

The shadow of the person looks at the mummy and the broken jar.

It picks up the fragments and observes it.

The shadow looks at the fragment and taps on it.

It seems to be reading something from the pieces of the jar.

Uun. You still shouldnt be here. Indeed, its too early. Saa, you should return to your world. You will surely not remember this place when you wake up

The shadow of the person points its hand at me.

And a warm light wraps my body.

The last thing I saw was a broken jar and a mummy.