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"S-So, this is the barrier?!"

A feeling of dread. So intense I know for a fact my life will end if I cross over there.

[Yep. Alright let's go.]

"Sectmaster wait! I have a horrible feeling about this place!"

[That's not surprising. A barrier is meant to keep people out right?]

"Y-yes but still."

There is no way it is that simple.

[I can see inside and there is no danger. There is a small house and a small pond. I'm guessing it's some kind of super expert living here. There is a small wolf too, probably the owner's pet. In any case whoever lives here usually is absent at the moment.]

How the hell is it possible to see anything inside? This place is death itself.

"Sectmaster what if the owner gets mad at us for intruding! We should just keep running along the border!"

I'd rather fight the entire wolf pack than go in there!

[Suit yourself. I'm going. Good luck first elder of the unnamed god. I will keep a fond memory of you!]

Fuck! Fuck! I don't want to go there! Never! But he's going! I'll probably die. But so what. Repay kindness hundredfold is it? I'll fucking repay it with my very life itself!

"Wait for me I'm coming along sectmaster!"

Then we enter.

The feeling of dread is worst now! BUT WE PASSED THE BARRIER ALREADY?!

How is that possible?!

OH MY FUCKING GOD.

MY INSTINCS ARE WARNING ME!

WHATEVER IT IS IT'S IN THERE!

It isn't the restriction at all!

FUCK!

"WE NEED TO GET THE FUCK AWAY!"

Then I see it. The source of this baleful aura. That's when I realize I am already dead. Have been ever since we decided to enter this accursed place.

I have seen rank 4 magical creatures before. I remember the crushing feeling of oppressiveness. This is child play compared to this. This one is the real monster. It's on another fucking level.

The aura is coming from a small white wolf. That's when I realize it is no pet. This one is the owner here. That's when it hits me. We are in the middle of the savage archaic forest. There are myths of a supreme ruler lording over all the other beast kings. Guess it is reality.

Ah. My life flashes in front of my eyes. All the places I've been. All the people I've met. All the delicacies I have tasted. All up to to my only defeat. Then how I have been saved by the sectmaster.

The weirdest man I have ever seen. One that I cannot see trough. One that seems so naive at times. One that can drink the old devil's poison like it is nothing. One that proclaims wanting to go against the world. One that refuses to bow down to the gods. Yet one that takes 2 hours to defeat a rank 2 wolf only to pet it in the end.

Now is the time for me to die. Time for both of us to die. Surprisingly I am not even angry about it. It has been a pleasure getting to know you sectmaster. It has been a pleasure joining the unnamed god's sect even if it brought my demise.

It has been a pleasure adventuring at your side.

It has been a pleasure dying at your side.

Guess it is time for the mighty legion of 2 people to disappear!

Farewell world.

[Yo! You there?]

Farewell ….

[Elder do you still have any?]

What? I come back to my senses. I can see the sectmaster. Was he talking to me? Is he telling me about his last wishes? I'll die too you know.

[So, do you have any meat remaining?]

What? Why does he want meat? Last meal before we breathe our last? Probably.

[Hum he seems lost in thoughts. Well just wait a bit.]

What is the sectmaster doing? He is next to something white. A white wolf. He is …petting a white wolf, I think. WAIT PETTING A WHITE WOLF?!

"SECTMASTER WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

[Oh, you are back. I need some barbecued meat. You still have some right?]

What is happening? The air around the demon is overflowing with condensed mana. This aura is impossible to withstand. How does he remain calm? How?!

"H-here is some sectmaster."

[Thanks. Here you go little guy. Eat well. Otherwise you won't grow up big and strong.] (ˆ◡ˆ)

*sound of intense petting*

He is petting the creature. Telling it to grow stronger. Is that even possible?

I don't know what that is. I almost pissed myself. Me. Someone who fought against rank 4 before and ran away successfully without suffering any injury. Just the sight of it is enough to convince me to give up any resistance.

[That is a cute doggo. Yes. Or should I say wolfie haha.] (ˆ◡ˆ)

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The sectmaster is a madman. A complete and utter madman.

[How is it? Does that feel good? Don't worry there is plenty of meat and petting coming your way!] (ˆ◡ˆ)

Plenty of petting coming your way. Or so he says. That wolf is probably a rank 5 beast or close.

*sound of intense petting*

Don't worry he says. To a force strong enough to destroy this whole continent. 0_0

[Are you living here alone? What about your owner? Well I'm sure whoever lives here is nice since he is taking care of you.]

Would anyone even dare to call himself the owner of a rank 5 I wonder. -_-

[Your fur is so soft! So fluffy! So white!] (ˆ◡ˆ)

I probably shouldn't tell him, right? Even if he suddenly apologizes it's probably already too late….

[I've seen silver wolves out there and a black giant wolf. But your color is the best! What about your family? Are they living nearby?] (ˆ◡ˆ)

Is it me or the creature is getting overwhelmed by the sectmaster?

[Get some more food out! Then we can relax next to the pond and look at the fishies!]

"Of course, sectmaster."

How the hell are we still alive. Seriously?! We will most definitely die in an upcoming future, but I might as well follow his lead for now. If there is an afterlife won't I be able to brag about how I saw a rank 5 get toyed with? HAHAHA. This is great!

[Oh right. Do you have a ball?]

"A ball?"

[Of course, otherwise how can we play fetch?]

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