Chapter 3: Undying Physique (2/2)

Du Chan forced himself conscious and widened his eyes. He saw that his blood was moving between the skulls and the bones on the door similar to the first day he saw it.

Du Chan tried to move his feet but they felt so weak. Even so, he did his best and dragged himself to a tree near him, taking support while observing the door intently.

The blood was moving to every corner and in the space between the skulls and bones. It already covered 70% of the door.

Du Chan watched all this in a silent whimper.

After the blood had covered the whole, it began glowing crimson red. It was so bright that Du Chan hid his eyes from the glow. Thinking it was safe to spare a glance, he directed his gaze once more to it and saw something unbelievable.

The door disappeared!

He got up nervously, searched everywhere, every nook and cranny of the area, but it was like the door never existed in the first place. Thinking about what was had elapsed just now, Du Chan was met with a slight ache in his chest, he removed his shabby beige blouse and there was an inscription on his chest!

Like a tattoo, it greatly resembled a door…the door in fact.

He thought about it a little and could put up a far-fetched hypothesis. Perhaps, did the door not disappear but instead…had merged within his body?

When Du Chan thought about the door and looked back at the tattoo, his consciousness was pulled into it slowly.

When he came to, he noticed the red color of the sky above him and…he was sleeping on a water's surface. He could walk on it, run and even jump without sinking in. It was like he stood in the middle of a vast ocean. Only water could be perceived when faced in every direction.

When he looked around carefully, he saw a black line on one side of the surface that led to some direction.

Du Chan walked in that direction which the line had shown. At the end of it, he saw a very long staircase which was dark red in color and a throne at its top.

There were a total of 100 steps leading towards the top. The throne itself was made of a brighter shade of red and was held together by a black assortment of frames. It was imposing and luxuriously majestic at the same time.

Placed on its seat, was a meticulously woven crown. It had a golden color, but to Du Chan's eyes, it appeared to be made of something else, something much more precious.

Walking still, on the tip of his toes and feeling all nervous, Du Chan came upon yet another item. At the bottom of the first step, a golden paper floated slowly, just a few inches above the water's surface.

Du Chan approached carefully, making sure of his surroundings in the rarest off chance of there being any traps.

When he reached the bottom of the stairs and stared at the golden paper, he saw a set of calligraphic letters that he did not recognize even from his previous world.

After some time of standing idly, Du Chan grabbed the paper with both hands hesitantly. When he came into contact with the paper, it glowed in a golden hue and shot straight into his forehead.

An equally golden mark carved itself in that instance upon it. Coming back from this confusion, he worked up his mind further in regards to the strange language and thought about it plainly even though he didn't recognize them. Two words popped up at the back of his own thoughts…

”Undying...physique…..”