episode_0008

『This child should not come here yet.』

“Uhm…”

someone’s voice.

Eunha woke up from her sleep to a voice of indistinguishable gender.

My whole body feels drowsy.

I felt like a jellyfish sinking deep into the sea, letting the flow of water flow here and there.

Eunha blinked and checked the situation.

Step by step. Step by step.

The hand of ‘something’ wrapped around the entire body.

The galaxy was wrapped like a cradle by many hands and was being moved somewhere.

It looks like she is being held like a princess in someone’s arms.

And a few steps ahead, a [black person], all pitch black, was trotting along with his back turned to Eunha.

A black suit, a black hat, and a pure white inverted cross hanging on the hat like an accessory.

It was strangely dark under the hat, so the [black person] could not be seen clearly.

It’s so dark I don’t know if that’s my face or the back of my head.

Eunha blinked as she looked at the [black person] walking ahead.

That person. It’s not unfamiliar.

Where did you see it?

He doesn’t seem like a scary person, but he seems like a good person.

‘Where… is this? I’m sure I was having dinner at home…’

After thinking that far, Eunha quickly looked around.

The surroundings were dark.

Of course, the darkest thing was under the [Black Man]’s hat, but the surroundings of the galaxy were also quite dark.

Is this what it would feel like to be shipwrecked deep in the mountains on a day with thick fog and no light source?

All that is visible is the hand of ‘something’ covering the entire body and the back of the [black person] walking ahead.

Poggle. Bubble bubble.

At that time, a pure white ghost light appeared in the darkness.

A faint flame flutters in the air, as if it will disappear if you blow on it.

Other will-o’-the-wisps appeared one by one around him.

One, another…

The number of will-o’-the-wisps rapidly increased, and before we knew it, they filled the vast sky like a cluster of stars embroidered in the night sky.

Eunha was silently amazed at the cluster of lights unfolding before her eyes.

Bubbly… bubble.

Soon the wisps begin to move. Like a river.

Numerous lights become fireflies, migratory birds moving in flocks, heading in the same direction like a waterfall.

In the opposite direction from the galaxy.

It drifts away aimlessly.

The appearance was like a dazzling Milky Way… The galaxy looked back, wondering where they were heading.

『You can’t look back, child.』

However, the hand of ‘something’ holding Eunha covered Eunha’s eyes.

The cry of an animal wearing human skin.

Soon, several hands wrapped around Eunha’s head and returned her head to its original state.

A cold hand strokes my cheek.

How many hands do you have?

The hand covering her eyes disappeared, and Eunha was able to see forward again.

Now, my head was held in place by numerous hands to prevent me from turning my head, and I could only stare blankly at the back of the [black person].

The ‘something’ holding Eunha in its arms smelled like a frozen animal.

Step by step. Step by step. Step by step.

I walked aimlessly.

[Black person] walking ahead.

Unusual footsteps that are heavier than shoes and resemble military boots.

‘Something’ embraces Eunha and follows her.

The sound of a large animal stepping on the snow.

How long has it been?

[The person in black] stopped and looked back at the galaxy.

Hmm… it’s dark, so I can’t see the face.

Is there a flashlight somewhere?

『… … Next time you come, I’ll prepare something.』

『Child, cherish the [Black Book]. Even if you don’t have a book, ‘we’ will come find you.』

So, to end their words,

The hand of ‘something’ covered Eunha’s eyes.

『It’s time to wake up.』

And, as always, darkness.

there was nothing.

… … .

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“Cough! Cough! Uweek!!”

Eunha twisted her body like a trampled earthworm and vomited several times.

The red blood that had accumulated in the lungs poured out and stained the bathroom.

The sour, fishy smell of iron numbs my nose.

I feel sick.

Is this what a deep-sea fish must feel like after living happily at the bottom of the deep sea and then being forcibly brought up to sea level?

“Keuuu she she her her her her her she her her her she her her her her she she she she she she She her or or or or or her ( her or it it it it it it it it it it?

The heart that had stopped beating began to circulate blood, and the torn lungs took in fresh oxygen.

As I forcefully spit out the blood that filled my throat, the inside of my throat hurts as if it were going to tear.

Eunha forced her eyelids that kept trying to close and took a deep breath.

“Huh…! Huh…!”

The bathroom that [Red Woman] went to was covered in blood.

It’s red no matter where you look. Blood splatters all the way to the ceiling, soaking Eunha’s hair dark red, and shredded pieces of flesh block the drain, leaving the floor soaked in blood.

Eunha, who was struggling on top of a puddle of blood, hugged her body with both arms.

[Red Woman] covered in blood all over her body. Memories of being caught by ‘it’, having my chest and stomach stabbed with a kitchen knife, and having my limbs cut off with a jigsaw come back to me like trauma.

‘It’s’ jigsaw was very old and its cutting power was poor.

So the bones were not cut properly and were sawed several times.

I can’t forget the feeling when the jigsaw rubs against the bone… the bone-chilling nerve pain I feel when treating a cavity.

Wow, that hurts.

How did you live?

I looked down at my shaking hands.

All fingers except the index finger are cut off and look bony. No, would it be correct to say that it was torn apart?

The bumpy cut surface was so rough that it was hard to believe it had been cut with a jig saw.

It was cut so badly.

Now all I can do is point my finger.

I thought about that for a moment…

The cut side of the finger, where blood was flowing, began to bubble up like boiling water.

Patter! Uduk!

Pure white bone protrudes from the cut surface.

A thin layer of muscle wraps around the bone like a skein of thread, and pink flesh covers it.

The growing flesh multiplied in an instant and slowly took shape… soon a new finger was completed.

Fingernails and fingerprints are in good condition.

However, because it was just made, the skin is slightly transparent.

I moved my newly grown fingers carefully, and surprisingly, they started wiggling without any problems.

‘… … Self-recovery…’

Eunha, who was staring blankly at her hand, which had recovered in an instant, let out a helpless laugh.

[Self-recovery]. Galaxy’s skills.

An ironic skill that restores not only wounds but also basic physical changes to their original state.

This skill is also the reason why Eunha fails the ‘Hunter Promotion Test’.

Even if you exercise and increase your muscle mass, it will come back to square one in a few hours.

I didn’t know how to turn off the skill, so I went to a hunter specialty hospital or the hunter association for consultation, but they only gave me a consent form saying it was a special case and asking if I could collect samples of Eunha’s blood and tissue.

Well, it’s good because thanks to this skill, I don’t gain weight and my wounds heal quickly. To be honest, you don’t have to eat. You can live without sleeping.

However, since the mental stress does not seem to be recovered, hunger and fatigue come to me just like everyone else.

Therefore, unless they collapse from neurosis, they tend not to go against their basic desire to survive.

‘But I didn’t know that I wouldn’t die even if my heart was ripped out. Was the recovery effect this good?’

How many minutes had passed since I came to my senses?

Eunha, who felt that her legs, which had been cut off by the jigsaw, had been regenerated, stood up quickly.

My legs, which had just sprouted, did not have much strength.

And somehow my body feels light. Should I say that it has become softer overall?

I don’t know if it’s because of my mood, but my chest and buttocks feel particularly heavy.

Eunha somehow managed to get up by holding on to the sink with both hands.

“Huh… Huh? What is it? Who are you?”

Beyond the mirror I looked at to see if my face was in good condition, I saw a half-naked woman resembling Eunha, wide-eyed and surprised.

… … .

What am I looking at?

Eunha, leaning against the sink, frowned.

Then the woman in the mirror frowns in the same way.

If Eunha’s face was trimmed to be slimmer, would it feel exactly like that?

Take a moment to stare blankly at the woman in the mirror.

Suddenly, I felt an ominous feeling, so I stopped and looked down at my body.

… … What was supposed to be there disappeared, and there was something that should not have been there.

Is this right?

Am I finally crazy?

‘When [Red Woman] cut off my limbs, she cut them off by mistake… No, if she had, the [Self-Healing] skill would have recovered again.’

The brain cannot follow completely unexpected visual information.

So, I decided to stop thinking.

okay. Now that I’m back from the dead, is something else the problem?

‘… … First of all, this later. ‘Right now, checking the wound comes first.’

Eunha, putting the most obvious problem on the back burner, looked at her body.

The galaxy reflected in the mirror was red. Like that [Red Woman].

That’s because he was covered in blood all over his body.

The difference is that the Red Woman is covered in someone else’s blood, and Eunha’s blood is 100% pure.

The [Self-Healing] skill is in effect, but the wound is not fully healed yet, so the skin at the cut edge is dented like a scar.

You can clearly see how your body has been cut up, so you involuntarily feel nauseous.

In particular, the chest and abdomen were cut so much that the knife marks were not visible.

Looking at the wound reminds me of the terrible pain I felt at the time.

But on the other hand, admiration of wonder comes out as much as fear.

Wow, this isn’t dead? Read and read.

No matter how I think about it, the performance of [Self-Healing] is a bit excessive.

Is it really that stupid skill?

Until now, even though I knew that wounds would heal, I didn’t dare to experiment with the skill’s recovery ability.

Because I don’t want to get sick.

I just thought I would recover ten times faster than others… but I never thought it would be this fast.

“Whoa… whoa… it hurts…”

When I think of [The Red Woman], my breathing becomes heavy.

Eunha staggered to the bathtub, enduring the pain that recurred like a trauma.

I feel like I’m going crazy because I’m covered in blood.

I took off my tattered clothes along with my body and lay down in the bathtub.

When I turn on the shower by pushing the faucet with my foot, warm water pours into the bathtub.

“Haa… Ah, ah… Your voice has become a little thinner.”

The wound area that touched the warm water was sore, but it was bearable.

Eunha smiled languidly as she washed the blood off her body.

I couldn’t control the shaking of my hands, and the corners of my mouth became stiff, but…

Force a smile.

‘Anything, positively…’

It hurt.

Difficulty breathing. Excessive bleeding. Dizziness, shock, vertigo.

The pain of having my heart cut by a kitchen knife was like the end of the world,

It feels like the person I am will disappear forever like this.

I couldn’t breathe.

I was afraid of the [Red Woman].

The creepy smile of ‘it’ that rips out your heart and thrusts it in front of your eyes,

The terrible malice felt in the sloppy sawing,

It becomes an eternal trauma and erodes the spirit of the galaxy.

“Positively… yes, I wish I had survived.”

It still hurts and I’m scared,

I thought positively.

Think of it the other way around.

The [Red Woman] was unable to kill her and ran away.

Is there anyone else besides the galaxy who can survive ‘that’?

Who has ever seen for themselves how beautiful their heart looks?

That’s the galaxy.

A 10,000-year F-class hunter.

Ji Bak-ryeong at the promotion test site.

Euncheongu’s soft fist.

And, [Self-Healing] skill owner.

Let’s just say I didn’t die anyway and had a very unique experience.

When I thought about it that way, it wasn’t that bad.

After all, people must live positively.

“Phew… Okay. End of discouragement!”

Energized, Eunha got up from the bathtub.

After refreshing my face, I look around the bathroom and scratch the back of my head.

Blood stains covered the bathroom.

A drain clogged with chunks of meat.

When are we going to clean all that?

Somehow, it seems wrong to sleep tonight.