The Author's POV
Chapter 498
Has the illusion started?
It was the only conclusion I could make as I gazed into the distance.
Carnage.
If I had to describe what I was seeing in one word, it would be 'carnage.'
Large cracks scattered throughout the scarlet-dyed sky. Coming out of them was a sea of creatures, all pushing each other, hungrily goggling at what was beneath them with an insatiable and malicious look.
Buildings started to crumble, as screams echoed everywhere.
The blaring and irritating sound of the sirens became drowned out by the frightening explosions that were happening around the city.
"This..."
What's going on?
Staring at the scene from the top of the building, I was left at a loss for words. An acrid smell permeated the area around me.
In the end, I managed to murmur.
"This place looks familiar..."
I had definitely seen this place before.
But because of its current state, I found it hard to tell where exactly it was.
Taking my eyes away from the city, I waved my hand in the air and realized that the temperature around me was scorchingly hot. Sweat trickled down the side of my face, and breathing started to become more difficult for me.
'What I powerful illusion.'
I thought.
Clenching and unclenching my fists, I was left shocked by how realistic everything around me felt. The thing that shocked me the most about the illusion was the fact that I could feel all my senses.
From my sense of touch, smell, sight, hearing, and taste.
Everything around me felt exactly as it did in the real world.
"Huuu..."
Fixing my gaze on the city below, I took a deep breath to clear my mind.
"Alright."
Once my mind was cleared, I took a step forward and my clothes and hair fluttered upwards. Reaching my ears was a loud rush of wind; similar to the static from blowing into a microphone which was also accompanied by a paper-like sound coming from my fluttering clothes.
Bang—!
Crashing against the groups, miniature fine miniature crevices formed on the area beneath my feet.
Brushing my clothes off, I took a look at my surroundings.
"How odd..."
People continued running around the city, desperately trying to cling to survival. Yet, no one seemed to have managed to notice my appearance.
It was then that I noticed a male with a short build running my way.
"Watch out!"
I warned.
Despite my words, the man continued to run. I became alarmed.
Can't he see me?
"Huh?"
The answer to my question was soon answered.
A split second after my words faded, the male passed through my body. As he passed my body, I turned my head to look at his disappearing back before I looked at my hands.
Lowering my body, I touched the ground. Feeling the rough and granulated road, my brows slowly knit together.
Slowly, I came to a conclusion.
"I can only touch things that are non-living."
To test this theory, I walked up to another pedestrian running, and just like the first time, he directly ran through my body.
This confirmed my theory.
I couldn't touch living beings.
"Where am I?"
Though odd, I decided to concern myself with other things. Looking around me, I tried to get a better idea of where I was.
For a second I almost forgot that I was inside of an illusion.
"Hm?"
It was then that I noticed something.
Carefully moving through the debris that littered the streets, I arrived at a small intersection.
"This place..."
[Avenue Street, 17N]
It was the name of a street that wasn't too far from my house. The one I used to live in before Amanda moved my parents.
to
was still unclear about what the goal of the illusion was about, but I could
of going to my old house was to figure out if there
regarding how to get out of this illusion,
couldn't really
But.
inside of me that told me to go there. I grew more alert when I
this part of the
*
been a while since I've
old house, and when I gazed at it from beneath the footsteps,
may have not spent a lot of time in
one thing that was different about this house than the one inside of my memories, it was the fact that a part of it was
damage wasn't to an
"What am I doing?"
hand, I moved up the stairs and grabbed onto the metal handle of the door. Feeling the cool sensation of the knob, I twisted it and opened
Clank—!
same homey scent of
littered with pictures of me
this place was
Creak. Creak.
was typical of an old house. Especially one that seemed to have gone through
"It's the same."
walls, I realize that everything was the same as the last time I had seen them. The house was a bit worn out, and the windows were broken, but it was the same as it
out of
"Strange..."
the demons able to create
"Khhh..khhh.."
muffled sobbing sound coming from the distance. My head immediately snapped in that
"Who?"
I instantly became alarmed.
this part
my foot, I tiptoed my way toward where the sobbing sound was coming from. I wanted to be as quiet as
this was a good idea or
right before the door frame that led to the living room, I carefully tilted my body to catch a glimpse of
"What..."
My body stiffened.
a glimpse of what was behind the door frame, my body
"Mom...Dad...Nola..."
frail and weak voice rang
three familiar figures, a figure hunched over their bodies and wept uncontrollably. His body continuously trembled, and though hidden, his
clear that the figure had been morning
looked
is all
sobbing individual. Who could it be, but
lips, I turned
the fact that I knew that this was all an illusion, the images of my family lying down on the ground, dead, kept replaying inside
sharp and inexplicable pain coursed through my heart, forcing me to
"Fuck..."
I eventually swore.
fists,
You're
if I'd
Slap—!
dispelled all distracting thoughts from my mind. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and proceeded
a bit, I came to
that is probably targeting my weak points, I should
hand, a sword materialized on my palm. Firmly
unsheathed the sword, I stared at its sharp and
my reflection on the sword, I raised
"Huuu..."
I took another breath.
slowly, I gradually flexed my muscles and prepared to slash
"Hold on..."
I felt
WIIIING—!
I rapidly twisted my waist and slashed in the direction of
sword was met with no resistance as it simply slashed
"Wow."
voice
Unexpectantly, despite having just
"What do you feel?"
the same as it always was. Emotionless
My brows furrowed.
you talking
play dumb.
in the direction of the illusionary version
do you think about what you're seeing. Do you
"I don't."
"...Oh?"
The other entity smiled.
"I don't believe you."
he took a
about you try
"Wha—"
the world
*
Pain.
I couldn't describe consumed my
the times I
a pain that I never
"Haa... haaa..."
hard to even
open my mouth. Every action, be it breathing, thinking, or anything that required
over my heart
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