Chapter 35 - Thirty-Three (2/2)

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”And…?”

”And I won't.”

Wait, what? You can do this! You already let me curious here! Is like telling you have a secret but you will only tell tomorrow!

”What?! How so?!”

”You are not ready for it yet, and I was to… anxious to measure my actions. Just… forget about it.”

”Oh, so now is my fault you don't want to tell me?”

”Little hound I-”

”No, now, you listen to me, I'm done with you. You just suddenly changes the way you speak and treats me, starts talking gibberish, and even worst out of nowhere goes sky-high strong?! And stop-calling-me-little!”

He has his calm expression in place, as if he was talking to a child, which pissed me off even more.

”No, you know what? I don't care anymore, do what you want, the only thing I care right now is to get out of this place.”

I stomp forward without even looking back to make sure he was following me and went straight to the little wooden door carved in the big double doors.

I keep walking into the darkness, not bothered by it, hearing him close the door behind us. As I try to calm down; not forgiving him though; to be more aware of my surroundings.

The place had a very high ceiling, the green light coming from the slim yet tall glass windows creating innumerous shadows behind the pillars, wooden bench, altars and what not, most turned sideways my their negligent users.

At the center, on a pedestal and taller than the rest, stood a door with intricate patterns all over its surface, made of metal waves and tropical plants, showing a lonely island in the middle of the sea. Not ominous at all.

I go up to it and pass the tip of my fingers over the projections, and as I hear his footsteps approaching I try to push the double metal door, but might as well been walls for their response.

”…So, any ideas how to open this stuff?”

He gets closer, almost brushing me as I dodge him, staying to the side. If he notices me avoiding him he doesn't say anything, only passing his own hand on the door.

”The snake said that she needed a light user, maybe my magic can open it.”

As he finish his sentence light pours off from his palm and into the door, flowing like liquid light and filing in the shapes draw there, until the door started to shine so much that looked like the doors to heaven.

And then, with a loud metal dragging sound, the doors open ajar a little I peer into it a little, only to be greated to a complete dark space,

As we were looking, whoever, the doors suddenly are opened fully as if kicked open, and tons and tons of water pour out of it right on top of our heads, surrounding us before we could even react, embracing us and pulling us like a famine beastto it's inside.

As the door close in behind us only a few drops of water remain in the now so silent cathedral, the only remainder of our passage through the floor, never to go back to this Desert City.

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He was faster than I.

He was stronger than I.

ML: He was taller than I.

MC: *gives a flying kick at ML side*

ML: Gahg, Hey! Weren't you supposed to be scared of me here?!

MC: Nah, I know you would never hurt me.

ML: Owww, wifey, let's get-

MC: SCRAM! *Kick*

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Author: Hey, pss, if you like my book so far how about checking my new novel Surviving the Apocalypse; as a vampire?

MC: How shameless, self-promoting yourself like that.

Author: Wha- Why? The others characters need some love too! Don't be selfish! Don't you think ML?

ML: …

MC: I heard that the other book is smaller and more fast paced and that the character may even ”do it” before us.

MC Vamp: *invading the studio* Yeah, and I even have two baby buns only-for-me.

ML: *Death stare* Rejected.

Author: …. *So narrow minded* You know, I created you guys, you should show me some support you know?

MC:… *overthinking* Wait, if you created us and we are only parts of your subconscious doesn't mean that every time we discuss in here is actually you talking with yourself?

Author:… Don't take the fun out of it.

See ya!