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Level 2 Notice
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Surreal Gore
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Lusihar and Delta left, leaving Farid to rest...
He lay down for a long time, tossed and turned, then looked at the pendulum clock ten meters in front of him, but he couldn't understand anything in its four hands. He looked at the giant window to see the sun approaching the horizon, so he stood up to open it to refresh himself with the subtle, cool breeze filled with happiness. He was on the third floor of the palace, and the view was stunning, with the city of Madelina appearing to the west. He looked at the clock again and thought.
"This clock is divided into 36 parts. Almost the entire upper half is yellow daylight... it seems they also have a winter and summer solstice, as the area representing the daytime seems to change... I still have one hour until night, because this short hand seems to be the one that indicates hours."
Suddenly, Delta said:
"Yes.. there is one hour left until night."
Farid was surprised.
"I told you to leave me alone."
He quickly took off his shoe to hit her, but she quickly closed the door. He returned to the window and contemplated the view for a while. Downstairs, some of the servants were playing, and others were enjoying the view.
< This place is better than planet Earth. I mean, they are literally breathing the happiness hormone, and the people here are the ultimate in beauty, as if they eliminated the lineage of the ugly ones or something. >
Farid headed to the adjacent window and opened it, taking a deep breath of the refreshing air. He noticed a black opening next to the window. He tried to insert his fingers and pull to reveal a metal ladder that was folded covertly in the wall. In the upper corner, the hidden door opened and rose slightly automatically.
< Another secret door >
He climbed it and pushed the ceiling.
It was the telescope he had seen before, surrounded by several shelves of books. Farid picked up a book but didn't understand anything from it. He looked at the pictures and discovered it was a book about astronomy from the constellation images.
< Delta taught me their language, but she didn't teach me how to read. Has she really become this stupid?! >
After a lot of searching in the attic and seeing various tools, from microscopes equipped with precise scissors, to oddly shaped test tubes, he also found a room that contained several colored materials, and another room containing illogical things, like a purple fire that wasn't hot after he put his hand in it. He also saw small living creatures made of paper, and he also saw a type of paper with only one face. When he tried to lift it, his thumb penetrated the paper and emerged from the top without tearing it, as if the paper passed through his body. It could only be held from the white upper side. It was a one-sided sheet. He tried to pull his thumbs out but couldn't pull them back. He tried to tear it with all his strength but couldn't. He thought:
< Don't tell me this is the perfect two-dimensional body shape. >
After long thought, he found no solution except to try to pass his entire body through the paper to free himself. He inserted his hands, and the paper slid over them, then over his head and shoulders with difficulty until he passed completely through the paper. The feeling of passing through a two-dimensional body was literally like a slight tickling sensation. He grabbed the paper from the solid upper side and returned it to where it was.
He walked a little and also saw another type of paper; inserting things into it causes them to be drawn on the surface. He also saw a mirror that reflected the person exactly as they are without reversing their shape, unlike ordinary mirrors on Earth. Also, living creatures drawn in ink and confined to paper living inside huge books, where every page is a place those creatures can go.
< This world is a summer dream without air conditioning. >
Farid was not stupid. He stopped touching strange things. He knew deep down that not everything would be safe, especially since he couldn't read, so he wouldn't know if what was written on them was a warning or not until it was too late. He noticed through the telescope dome windows that the sun had touched the horizon, so he tried to go down.
Suddenly, Farid heard a voice coming from afar:
" Don't come down.. Don't come down.. "
Farid's heartbeats quickened like the drums of doom, and the air became very heavy and suffocating, as if it were water being sucked by the lungs of a drowning person. Farid resisted the warnings and tried to go down.
" DO NOT come down "
Every cell in him began to scream in terror, and his knees barely supported him. Billions of voices commanded him not to descend, but something was pulling him.
" He is here, don't come down "
The feet of a person looking the other way were revealed, and Farid's vision became blurred, as if his body was preventing him and blocking his view of it, as if it were a sensory hazard.
Farid was not defying his body, but that thing was pulling him to descend. A mixed feeling of terror, nausea, dizziness, and everything bad just so he wouldn't descend.
He went down and saw that thing. It was a person who looked like him but was looking the other way. It turned around and looked at him... It was just his lookalike.
A voice screamed inside his head as loud as it could, blocking every external sound with its height, until Farid heard his vocal cords tearing:
" RUUNNNNNNNNNNNN...."
An overwhelming sense of impending death and a fatal heart attack gripped his heart, but his feet were stiff in place, as if in a panic attack.
"D d d d .."
He couldn't even scream Delta's name.
The creature smiled. Its face was barely held together from its wavering, with a dead look in which the color of its eyes gradually faded until it turned white, and with a slow,
annoying, toothless smile just disgusting red gums until it began to open its mouth. Farid saw the flesh of its gums stretch and suddenly tear in a bloody scene, splattering blood onto his shocked face, revealing teeth that were helical screws. After that, Farid felt as if worms were writhing inside his skull and eating his brain.
Then the creature's face suddenly transformed into a demonic face and it darted towards Farid, who tried to run but only fell. The creature pulled out a sharp axe to dig the ground and immediately delivered a strike to Farid's head. The blow was stinging, crushing, a muffled scream for a fraction of a second that's what Farid said followed by a torrent of dark crimson blood erupting from the wound. The creature wildly shook the axe with hysterical violence, not just to kill, but to shatter his consciousness with every violent shake of the axe. The surrounding scene tore and distorted. It was not a smooth transformation, but a bloody uprooting from reality. The third blow, which crushed the remaining bone and sank into the soft core, was the gateway to transition. His torn consciousness was dragged into a new world. The world was sickly warm and foul-smelling. Walls of fragmented, damaged flesh twisted in a repulsive scene. There were no ordinary screams, but waves of deep wailing and bloody moans that pierced his ears directly, as if coming from inside his bones. In the first moment of contact with the world, he felt thousands of needles and very sharp surgical scalpels piercing and devouring his skin. It was a universe of pain and torment.
Using the axe, the creature threw Farid, hitting the wall. Somehow, the latter was still alive. The creature grabbed him and, with its knee, broke his arms. Farid took a breath to scream... the air itself was an acid that dissolved his lungs, eyes, and senses.
The creature inserted its fingers, sliding into his entrails with a painful smoothness. The creature's fingers were not sharp, but they penetrated the flesh in a surreal scene, separating Farid's flesh, which had turned into dough, from his bones, and opening his chest and abdomen as if dividing him into two parts with its muscles alone. He heard the sound of his body tearing like the sound of a piece of cloth tearing. The creature lifted Farid and then slammed him down onto the ground, widening that fissure further and opening it wide with his internal organs dangling out. It widened it until the scene behind the dying Farid began to appear from his fractured chest.
"Ah, Farid, you said you would take your medicine...
[Delta opened the door and saw Farid collapsed at the bottom of the stairs, trembling as if suffering from epilepsy, his eyes rolled up white]
... Damn it, I'm late."
She ran towards him and poured the medicine into his mouth, closing it so he would swallow. Lusihar also entered quickly, hitting Delta to move her away, then carried Farid to the bed, furious:
"Where is your mind, you forest whore?! Are we joking here?!"
"That sharp tongue of yours you should tie up and respect your Master."
"Why don't you just shut up? You don't even know how to reply, you likes of you, you prostitute, you forest whore, the last one to speak. Your mind is in your backside, you whore face. If it weren't for the Master, I would burn your damn face and feed it to the animals."
"You bark a lot... Do you want a fight? Say it directly."
"Mh mh..
[Lusihar scoffed at Delta's words]
Damn your childish thinking. If it weren't for Master Farid and his attachment to you, I would step with my dirty shoe on your miserable face, you mother of three... Tsk.
[A disgusted look]
Sit down and shut up, you disgraced one. Learn to reply, then speak to your mistress Lusihar. Come on, get out. You only cause him stress with your unnatural face."
"I was his friend before you."
"Are you looking in the mirror? Your face is like a crime scene. Sahin.. I mean Farid himself screamed for help when he first saw you. You are not beautiful. Even your superficial imitation of Narila won't hide the essence and reality of your ugly shape."
"I.. I.. Is everything al.. al.. alright, Ladies?"
"Alfonso, it's good you came. Come on, tell me your opinion of her real appearance honestly. Would you want this to be the first face you see when you wake up?"
"No."
"I'm not here for either of you.."
"Things were going fine, why did you honor us with your ugliness?"
"Are you objecting to the Nin..."
"Ugh, won't you stop repeating this record? Why don't you just leave? Your appearance is disturbing to the heart and the eye."
"L-ladies, be patient a little. Are we truly the ones who will write history while fighting over trivial things like this? What's the problem?"
"She forgot to give him the medicine that alleviates the symptoms of her failed transference to him—the transference that made the Ninth hallucinate about Sahin."
"Mistakes happen, Lusihar. Isn't it better to justify our colleagues' actions first before attacking?"
"Are you truly comfortable with her?"
"Not entirely, but from her actions, from making the medicine and her insistence on staying despite your insults to her, it seems she is trying to fix her mistake. And please, Lusihar, give her a chance for that.. I don't mean we should overlook her, but what I mean is not to rush to judgment and crush her with blame for the smallest mistake."
Lusihar took a deep breath and said:
"Perhaps you are right.. but I insist she must leave. Her presence with her strange true form will isolate Farid from reality even more."
Alfonso looked sideways at Delta, who understood and left.
"Follow her and make sure she doesn't do anything."
"Understood."
Lusihar closed her eyes and increased the density of her aura to examine Farid's body after removing his ring and to examine the room as well... Nothing new.
She spoke in a low voice, ascending to the telescope:
"Heh, it seems she listened. What a complex, weak-willed child who is easy to control... Heh, I thought she would leave some of her body or a strange tool, but no.."
Lusihar inspected the telescope dome, descended again, closed the ceiling, the ladder, the windows, and the door, took a chair, then sat beside Farid, holding his hand with a suspicious look and flushed cheeks.