The curse will fall upon you.
'What the hell...?'
As everyone was looking around, I knew I wasn't the only one who had heard the voice.
"Just now..."
"Priests, please cast the purification spell once more."
"Yes, alright!"
Nothing was happening as of the moment, but hearing the voice had made us all tense. Honestly, I felt like leaving this place right away.
Lee Sang-hee and the second party remained calm, but our party seemed a little confused.
The curse will fall...
"Can you feel the magic power?"
"No, I can't sense anything. There isn't even any divine magic..."
I will curse these intruders...
"Perhaps it is a function that is planted in the dungeon."
"What kind of curse is it...?"
"We don't know yet. For now, this voice is our only lead."
"Step back for now and cast the Holy Defense spell," Lee Sang-hee ordered.
Suddenly, I felt my eyes turning white from the harsh wind that had suddenly picked up. I didn't know what was happening. However, I felt dizzy. The urge to vomit was prominent. It felt like the world around me was changing. Of course, this did not seem like an appropriate expression. It wasn't easy trying to explain what kind of phenomenon we were experiencing.
For a moment, I believed everyone around me was experiencing the same thing.
After the landscape changed, the unknown voice spoke again, appearing a little startled.
Why did you do that?
Why... did you abandon me?
'Ah...'
A familiar woman stood in front of me. I remembered who she was. She was the one I had left to be eaten by the monsters back at the tutorial dungeon. I believed I had no choice but to leave her to save myself, but I could never forget her. She had chosen to prioritize drinking water and food instead of escaping...
I told myself this to ease my anxiety, but I had always felt sorry.
"What is this situation...?"
I didn't care about the fact that she was approaching me with her intestines dropping onto the floor; the memory of her being eaten by the monsters still flashed in my mind.
I was frowning, but I wasn't scared.
I already knew.
'This is fake.'
It hurt... It hurt so much... I thought you would save me... Instead, you turned your back on me...
"Fuck."
You are a sad excuse for a human.
"Park Hyaeyoung..."
Even the voice of Park Hyaeyoung, who died because of Jung Hayan, resonated in my ears.
When she appeared, her arms and legs were amputated, and her eyes were full of resentment. I knew their resentment stemmed from the fact that they didn't choose themselves.
Of course, in Hyaeyoung's case, it had been possible to save her.
Nevertheless...
'I shouldn't feel guilty.'
