Chapter 83: Darkness.

  (*Celia’s POV*)

  As the tentacles dragged me into the temple, I was beyond fused. It wasn’t an attack. The tentacles held onto me as if I was its only lifelihey just felt cold, rather than sticky and gross. Not to mention, it was carefully holding me.

  After being dragged for a bit, the tentacles let me go. Now, I was in some kind of bck temple. Oside, the temple was white and looked radiant. But the instead was almost pitch bck. It was and looked oddly peaceful. Like someone had painted aire church pitch bck… Ruina? Where the hell even am I?

  Celia: “…”

  No response… Not even Ria could talk to me. Was this not the same dimension? No… That wouldn’t expin why Ruina ’t talk to me. As I walked around the church, I was beyond spooked. The vibe of this pce would rapidly switch from peaceful to dht dreadful. This effect was giving me a fuck ton of whipsh.

  There was seemingly o this temple, as no matter how long I walked, it just kept going on and on. What is even this pow that I think about it, the Creator had a grim look on her face as I was being dragged away. Did I really mess up this time?…

  *Hours Later.*

  This pce was absolutely endless! No matter what I tried, I couldhe loop. I even tried to break down the walls, but I wasn’t strong to even leave a dent in them. Luckily, to ease my boredom, various pitch bck creators would occasionally appear to attack me.

  They were… well, they were absolute nightmare fuel, to say the least. I called them pitch bck, but they were actually pletely hellish. So hellish, that my mind ged how they looked to me. Otherwise, I would go insane…

  Wait… Insane? Fuck… These are space horrors, right?… Which would expin why I feel like they would drive me insane. You know, stare into the void, and the void will stare back. That is the feeling that I am getting from the monsters, and this pce. Before you ask, I have lost all e to the System. I ’t even look at the Status of these things, let alone use my System…

  Unknown Voice: “Who are you?” She asked.

  I didn’t even notieone approach me at all… Before me, was a young girl. Her hair itch bck, and her eyes were a nice bck color as well. Did she get trapped in here as well? Fuo! She was clearly part of this weird situation…

  Celia: “My name is Celia. What’s yours?” I reply.

  Nina: “My name is Nina.” She answered with a smile.

  Celia: “So, Nina, do you know what this pce is?” I ask with a curious tone.

  Nina: “Prison.” She answered with a nont tone.

  Celia: “…What do you mean?” I ask.

  Nina: “Hundreds of thousands of years ago, Mother and I were trapped in this pce. I think that the people oside would call us, the Void? To survive, we o e dimensions.” She expined.

  Huh? So, my dimension is on their dining table? If so, why did I get sucked up into this pce? As I was about to ask her something, I heard her stomach let out a pint. Nina’s face was red, but I pretended not to notice her rea and the sound of her stomach. Instead, I offered her up some food to eat.

  Oddly, I seem to feed cute girls a lot these days… Was my purpose in reinating just to pamper cute girls? Not that I would mind. I am just curious. And if it was, that would be pretty funny.

  Nina: “Thanks! It’s been about a thousand years since I st ate. The same goes for my mother.” She said with a happy smile.

  Celia: “Where is your mother?” I ask with a curious tone.

  Nina: “This pce IS my mother, Celia. We’re sitting on her right now.” She replied with a giggle.

  Celia: “…”

  So this pce is a living being? No wo felt so odd… But if this pce is her mother, then how did such a thing even happen? Only a very powerful being could turn a person into a goddamn living building, after all…

  Celia: “Nina, do you know why your mother kidnapped me? She seemed very desperate…” I ask.

  Nina: “Guilt, I would say.” She answered with a shrug.

  Celia: “…You’re way too vague, Nina…” I reply with a sigh.

  Nina: “Look, how would you feel if you spent millions of years destroying and theing dimensions, killing trillions of people, all just so you and your daughter wouldn’t starve to death?” She asked.

  Celia: “Okay, I uand the guilt part. But what about her kidnapping me?” I ask once more.

  Nina: “Hm? Ah, I don’t know. She didn’t tell me anything regarding it. I’ll ask her.” She replied.

  Nina then closed her eyes, and I only assume that she had a versation with her mother. This went on for a long while, and Nina clearly got more and more upset as the versatied on. Once she was done, Nina oddly gave me a hug and cried into my chest.

  Celia: “Nina? What’s wrong?” I ask with a nervous tone.

  Nina: “Stop talking! Please, I beg of you… Just let me cry for a while…” She said with aremely distressed tone.

  Celia: “…”

  Something bad must have happened… As I am a mother myself, it wasn’t that big of an ask to let Nina e. Mena has do before as well. Nina tio cry, all while I rubbed her head.

  *Many Days Later.*

  Nina didn’t let up on the g for almost a week… How hurt was she by her mother’s words? What did she even say that would upset her this muina looks like a child, but make no mistake, she is tless years old. What would cause a being this old to react like this? What’s worse, is that she seemed to go pletely catatonic.

  Unlike when this happeo Lia, Nina was even worse off. It was like she decided to close herself off from the rest of the world… All I could do was and feed her, all while the emotionless girl let me do as I pleased. At this point, I am starting to get very pissed off at Nina’s mother. What the fuck did she even say?…