Fake Ancient God

Chapter 104: I grew scales

March 17, sunny.

That frantic state spread to my body, making me overwhelmed and at a loss.

March 18, sunny.

I don't know what to do with my body, other than the soul. Obviously, it shouldn't be in the house, but if it were placed elsewhere, it would be more incompatible than the house.

March 19, sunny.

I haven't slept for many days, and I haven't died yet. I feel that I will only fall into madness and not fall into death...

My scalp is so itchy, just like my spirit, I can't do anything about it.

March 21, sunny.

The itchy scalp made me unable to take care of other things.

I scratched frantically, silver-grey dandruff, falling like a blizzard.

My fingernails were filled with lumps of flesh, silver-grey mixed with blush.

The frantic scratching did not make the itching that would drown me better, but instead made my nails hurt as if they had been pierced into iron nails.

March 22, sunny.

It started to spread, from the scalp, to my cheeks, my neck, my collarbone, even my eyes.

So itchy!

So itchy!

Too, too itchy!

March 23, sunny.

more and more.

more and more.

This **** dander, like life, kept pouring out, clinging to my flesh.

I could hardly stop for a moment, and I had to scratch it off to ease the unbearable itch a little.

Even if the nails have been flipped, they can't stop.

Blood mixed with dander is turning me into a total monster, both mental and physical.

March 25th, sunny.

Twist more and more.

The more the more scratched.

Can't stop.

When I found myself having trouble breathing, I realized that it was about to block my windpipe.

The deboning steel knife in the kitchen might be of some help to the situation in front of me.

(Supplement) Scraping off those things, I seem to have found something else.

I grew scales.

March 27, sunny.

The effect of deboning steel knives on me also began to diminish.

I even heard the clanging sound of steel colliding when the silver-grey soil on the surface was cut open and embedded deeper.

At least it can be determined that the scales of the same color are very strong, perhaps similar to steel, or not as good as steel.

I'm going to find Karina.

I should have gone.

The peace of the soul, even for a moment, makes me let go of everything and pursue it regardless of everything.

March 28, sunny.

Even in the eyes of others, I am still the same, and even look better.

But Karina didn't seem to want to see me either, and someone wanted to stop me from seeking a moment of peace, so I wiped them out.

It's a dream anyway, right? It's no big deal.

March 30th, sunny.

Maybe I can take Karina out of here and into a happier world, for me, and for her.

She will forget that I killed her family and I will be with her forever.

It's just from one false world to another false world.

The only difference between the two is that the latter is happier, right?

April 1, sunny.

Karina and I will be leaving today, people in the town will forget about me, maybe I shouldn't have been here from the beginning.

Because, I am the only one who is real, discovering all the falsehoods in sight.

I'm out of tune with the world.

As for Auston, I still haven't gotten my hands on him.

Auston, even if you're fake, I hope you get out of town, out of here, don't be blinded by the fake, and don't let me see your pained face.

I will bless you, really.

Forget here.

Make me forget you too.

April 2, sunny.

On my first day in the new world, I felt myself softened.

It turned out to be the case, as long as my mental state is happy enough, the pain in my body can be alleviated a little.

Then my choice is right, it must be right.

April 3, sunny.

Karina is starting to fall in love with me and getting used to life here.

She can't see what I really look like, and she doesn't need to.

She doesn't remember Auston and doesn't need to.

I think in the future, I will not keep a diary, I will bury the past and seal it up.

No longer care whether it was true or false, good or bad.

Now there is only Karina in my eyes, bathing me with steel wool and boning knives every day is the happiest thing.

For me yes.

—Adri, on April 3, 2661.

On February 5th, the storm was cloudy.

Just like my mood.

I saw.

I remember now.

I hate it.

I'm going to get out of here, no matter what.

- Karina, 2681, January 5.

...

The diary is here, and it is completely over.

Nie Yuan, who read the full text, also knew a lot of things.

As for the mutation that happened to Edrie, he could understand it from the second half of the diary.

Because in those parts of the paper, in addition to the text, there are still many things left, including the silver-gray dander mentioned in the diary.

Pieces stick to the paper sheets, like tiny snowflakes.

In addition, there is the red color of blood, and sometimes the entire page of the book is infected with bells and whistles.

Judging from these traces, it is possible to imagine what kind of state Adrie was in at that time, unable to extricate himself, suffering and frantic.

But what caught Nie Yuan's attention the most in the diary wasn't the parts of Adrien's self-description.

After all, this diary belongs to him, and before reading it, Nie Yuan had certain psychological expectations.

But at the end of the diary, after Adrie claimed that he would no longer write the diary and would seal it up, another paragraph appeared.

Not only does the text look different from the previous content, but the gloss left by the ink is fresher than the previous part.

The owner of Juanjuan's handwriting even left her signature - Karina.

And the date of signing is still twenty years later.

Compare the current date, isn't it exactly two months ago?

This also coincides with the time when Karina left Perth Town to find the Lord of Auston and reunite with her as a pair.

In Nie Yuan's guess, it should be this sealed diary. For some unknown reason, he was trapped in the mirror world, and Karina, who married Adrien, found it.

Then, after mentioning the contents of the diary, the strong sense of sight flooded into Karina's heart, thus recalling her past.

Karina remembered those things, and naturally she would not choose to continue to play Adrien's wife.

Even Edrie's appearance in her eyes was no longer a normal person, but a monster that was submerged in silver-gray dander, not a human, nor a ghost, as shown in the diary.

The abstract source that was entangled with Adrie by coincidence also showed here the ability to change the essence of living beings. Adrie's own mutation is a complete interpretation of this.

Perhaps Karina was alienated into a source of disaster by the ability of the abstract source in the process of leaving.

Or, in the 20 years she has been with Edrie, perhaps her body has already undergone irreversible changes, and she has become a monster without knowing it.

Then, after reading the diary and realizing it, I saw the truth. In fact, Adrien and himself were actually reduced to terrifying and disgusting monsters.

In short, aside from his own aesthetics, Nie Yuan really thinks that this can be called a story.

And there is no right or wrong in the story~lightnovelpub.net~ Nie Yuan, as the third person with God's perspective, he even thinks that Edrie is right.

Because in the beginning, when Karina and Auston were announced to be a couple, no matter how painful Adrien was, he was still blessed.

When his own mutation, the vortex of pain, deeply wrapped him, Adrien's subconscious was still trying to restrain himself, so that he would not do things that were sorry for Auston.

Even if he later believed that the world was false, including Karina and Auston, he did not completely abandon his scruples and occupy Karina, who could give him a moment of mental peace and curb physical pain.

In the end, he was completely tortured to the point of madness by that unknown thing, his body was reduced to a monster, and his spirit was already insane, so he couldn't bear it and went to take Karina away.

Moreover, for Auston, who was false and turned against himself, he still instinctively did not hurt him.

Can you really blame him?

Or is it just that abstract source to blame?

(PS, there will be another chapter, and it will be updated tomorrow.)