Infinite Journey: Dark Souls

Ignorant teenagers actually treated the place where the tragedy occurred as their playground. Not only did they have no sense of awe, they also tried to use the remains of the tragedy as fodder for future conversations, and with a sense of curiosity, they recorded what they saw in their photo albums.

However, even without a photo album, they will remember tonight's experience for the rest of their lives.

"Ugh... My head is ringing... I guess it's better to go back..."

Haruhi, having distanced himself from the noisy crowd, leaned against the wall with a headache and walked to the side. Unexpectedly, when he stepped on it, a sticky and disgusting sensation came from under his feet.

"What is that... Huh? Ah, ah... Ahhhhhh!"

Her gaze had just swept along her feet when a pair of unseeing, dead eyes came into her view.

The terrified screams were like a bucket of ice water poured over the heads of these reckless fools. The teenagers who were taking pictures nearby immediately ran over, and then joined in the screaming after discovering the corpse.

"Don't panic! This corpse is almost completely dried up; there's nothing to be afraid of!"

At least the team leader who organized the event remained relatively calm, and his observations helped him control the situation.

"Is it... the guy who died in that murder case?"

"...But if that's the case...why is the bloodstain fresh?"

However, as more clues were discovered, unease and fear finally overwhelmed these ignorant and fearless teenagers.

"Hey...hey, isn't it about time we went back?"

"It seems this place is truly unusual..."

"Tch, what a coward! If you're all scared, then let me lead you down... Gaaaaah!"

The kid who took advantage of Maki still wanted to show off. Despite being terrified, he insisted on being the first to walk towards the stairwell. Just as he finished speaking, the fire door suddenly fell and smashed towards his arm.

Click—!

Suddenly, the fire door was blocked by something again, and the flashlight he was holding was knocked to the ground. After the scare, he found that his arm had only been bumped and he was not seriously injured.

"What on earth happened?!"

"The gate at the stairwell fell down. Are you alright?"

The crowd's fear was immediately ignited. They helplessly shone their flashlights around, as if something lurked in the darkness, baring its fangs at them.

The flashlight that the boy dropped rolled over, as if caught by something, but was then put down again.

"Quickly, quick, let's get out before the gate completely closes."

But these guys, who finally realized how dangerous the situation they had entered, were completely oblivious to this strange movement. They pushed and shoved their way into the stairwell.

They didn't even know that one of their companions had been abandoned.

"etc……"

Nozomi Kasuga had never been so terrified. She clearly saw a rotting hand grasp the flashlight and then be pinned to the ground by something.

That one look made her legs go weak, and she unconsciously slumped against the wall, helplessly watching her companions walk away.

Tap...tap...tap...something is coming.

Fear gripped her throat, and she couldn't even scream.

"So, even though you sensed a crisis, you couldn't even take the corresponding measures?"

A clear, cold voice came from the darkness, like a bonfire lit in despair, instantly bringing her hope.

Xiaoyan slowly walked into the flashlight beam, her calm face revealing no emotion whatsoever.

"You have curiosity, but lack the courage to explore the unknown; you have a keen sense of smell, but because you lack even the courage, any discovery will only fuel your fear and make you complacent. My advice is that you should stay in school and focus on your studies. It's best not to be curious about urban legends or bizarre events, otherwise, you'll only be heading to your grave prematurely."

Xiao Yan kicked the flashlight off the ground, and the flashlight's light immediately illuminated the death lurking in the darkness.

"How dare you take my money... You... all of you must die!"

These villains, who should have gone to hell long ago, are allowed to linger in the human world solely because of their greed for money. Death is so cheap here, it's like a joke. Before you know it, these rotting corpses will drag people who should be living well into death.

For the sake of money that no longer existed, he issued a death declaration to everyone present, but the sharp blades pinned to his limbs and neck prevented him from moving an inch on the ground.

"This is the ultimate destination of your curiosity: an irresponsible hell, a villain thrown into the human world. If you see him, remember him, and the next time your curiosity overflows, recall the fear that is churning in your heart right now."

Completely ignoring the screaming corpse, she walked up to Nozomi Kasuga, bent down, and stared directly into her eyes with her calm black pupils. Her awe-inspiring will reached deep into Nozomi's heart.

"Hehehe, you think you can trap me with these thin toothpicks? How naive! We're... immortal!"

The villain, abandoned by hell, risked piercing his own body with a sharp blade to rise from the ground.

He pulled the gleaming pistol from his body and aimed it at Xiaoyan, who still had her back to him.

boom! ——

PS: Yunxi: 744486102 I'm a little late today, but thankfully I finished typing it.

Intermittent six-year survival? That's a joke.

There seemed to be a commotion coming from the room on the roof, but Maki felt that her intuition was right. The real danger, and the real target of her search, those disgusting things, were on the floor she was currently searching.

She took off her cumbersome coat and hat, revealing her uniform underneath, and took her MAC11 submachine gun from the weapon belt around her waist.

"Hey, what are those moving corpses?"

Suddenly, she heard voices in the darkness. She quickly aimed her gun at them and was about to pull the trigger.

"Don't be so nervous, it's me. You were just talking to us!"

The voice still came without any sense of tension. She looked closely and saw that it was Ori, dressed in a black kimono, leaning against the wall, looking at her with a cheerful smile, and playing with two bayonets in her hands, which were stained with blood!

Startled, Maki's finger unconsciously pulled the trigger. The moment she saw Maki's muscles twitch, Origami lunged forward.

Tap—tap—tap!

The submachine gun only had time to fire a short burst before Maki, who had been lifted up around the waist, was suddenly slammed against a pillar in the hall by Ori.

Shh—! Listen carefully…

Before she could struggle, Zhi suddenly leaned in and put her index finger on her lips.

Shake—shake—shake—

In the unusually quiet hall after the gunshot, the sound of something being dragged could be heard. Before she could confirm it, Zhi wrapped her arms around her neck, and the two of them peeked out from behind a pillar.

It was a burly corpse, dragging a huge machete, his teeth clenched, veins bulging on his mottled face.

He seemed to be afraid of something, cautiously looking around with each step, his expression both ferocious and uneasy.

"So, now you can tell me what those corpses actually were, right?"

Zhi pulled her back behind the pillar and softly repeated the initial question.

“A strong attachment causes the corpse to move, and the resulting ‘immortal corpse’ is called a ‘corpse’…”

No sooner had they finished speaking than the corpse they were talking about walked to a spot where it could see them.

"Oh dear, I was too loud, you caught me, Mr. Corpse."

"Ah... Ahhh!"

Before Maki could even raise her gun, the burly corpse actually dropped his machete and fled in panic, as if he had seen something terrifying.

"What...did you...do?"

This unusual behavior sent chills down Maki's spine. She stared at Oori, who was slowly emerging from the cover, and asked with trembling voices.

"It's nothing, just that one of their comrades was killed."

“Kill... How could that be? You are not a ‘corpse’ at all, so how could you possibly accomplish the work that we ‘corpse princesses’, burdened with people’s fear, pity, insults, and ridicule, must do?”

"Immortal?"

Suddenly, the last corpse hidden in the direction the weaver was moving forward threw an oil drum. She casually cut the drum open and let the gasoline soak her entire body.

A lighter flew over and ignited the gasoline in an instant.

boom!--

boom! ——

Before the bullet even left the muzzle, it was sliced ​​in two by a sharp blade, still attached to the barrel. Xiaoyan disappeared from Kasuga's sight and then reappeared in front of the corpse.

The bayonet cut into the gun barrel, and as Xiao Yan moved, it slowly moved towards the corpse's arm. Her lips parted slightly, and her cold words reached his ears.

"If even trash like you can't die—"

Flames rose up, but Zhi continued to walk forward unhurriedly, like a queen of flames, with each step she took causing the flames to retreat.

"—Then where should we, the ashes, be placed?" ×2

Purple flames ignited on the bayonet, and one blade pierced the corpse's heart. Xiao Yan reached out and grabbed another bayonet, plunging it into the lung.

Golden flames eclipsed the gasoline fire, and the sword, trailing a streak of fire, lunged at the motionless corpse, swinging its bayonet.

With another clench of his fist, the third bayonet was plunged into the kidney.

The bayonet cut through the rotting flesh, and before the foul-smelling blood could even splatter, it became fuel for the flames.

Next came the fourth one, this time stabbing into the liver.

With a backhand flick, the corpse's head was tossed high into the air.

The final blow pierced his brain, and purple flames engulfed his entire body.

The final blow pierced the skull, and the golden flames illuminated the face.

The corpse was finally reduced to ashes in the flames.

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She carefully stuffed all the bayonets that had fallen to the ground after the corpse was burned to ashes into her shield, glanced at the completely stunned Nozomi Kasuga, and silently walked to the large hole in the floor of this building.

She looked down from here and happened to see the figure of Zhi burning with flames.

"Oh, looks like you've finished yours. Wait a minute, I still have some—wait, what?"

The Corpse Princess, whose job had been taken away, finally found an opportunity. While Ori was posing, Maki took care of the last corpse, who was already terrified.

"Who exactly are you people?" ×2

Two different voices came from two different girls, yet they asked the same question.

Xiaoyan and Zhi exchanged a glance, then turned their heads to look at the person who had asked them the question, their flames flickering slightly.