Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

"Bahahahaha~" the baby laughed maniacally. "Roses are red, and violets are blue. The sun is down, and the moon is up... The night is beautiful, and so is the feast!"

Whoosh!

The flowers began wiggling and shaking, too excited for the feast prepared for them.

Oh, no. What do they do?

Everyone struggled to free themselves from the invisible grip holding them high.

They flaring legs about, watching the giant worms open their mouths in preparation for the said feast.

And what was on the menu?

Them!!

"Yes... Yes... Fear me!!" The baby slowly smiled, licking its lips in ecstasy from the wave of fear it received.

Aughh~

It shuddered blissfully, switching its neck back and forth.

However, the moment its gaze landed on the human, who was still fearless, it only wanted to hack the damn bastard to death.

But little did it know that soon, playtime would be over.

Dorian stared at the scene expressionlessly. 'Almost there.'

Drip~

The red petals on the giant flowers began shedding blood drop by drop.

Everyone saw the drops fall to the ground but didn't splatter or get absorbed into the floor.

Instead, they began moving around the room in circles, forming strange symbols on the ground.

Everyone struggled to read the symbols but couldn't make heads or tails on the matter.

Chan-ki's eyes turned cold. Though he only recognized one symbol, it was enough to see their impending doom if things continued as such.

Even the system couldn't help shuddering at the sight before it.

[Host... these creatures are truly courting death!]

What did It see? Wasn't this a yin-&-yang Blood changing ritual?

It was a devious ritual that could not only destroy a human's soul but aid these creatures in devouring the souls of everyone here without backlash.

What was worrying was the souls of these humans.

Once this ritual gets done, even if the devoured humans get freed today or hundreds of years later, their souls would have been too damaged, being nothing similar to a human's.

By would fall into what the heavens call the In-betweens.

To fill up the soul and remedy things, these humans would go through a gruesome tribulation for tens, thousands, and even millions of years.

There was no way out of it.

Only heavenly lightning could condition and fill up each soul. Like a mold of clay, their souls would get reconstructed.

The sad thing was that even after tens of thousands of years of reconstruction, their first few reincarnations would be animals.

In terms of mortal hierarchy, nothing in these worlds beats a human soul.

The soul itself was powerful. Hence, it would take too long to fix it up.

The system felt pity for these humans.

Others would go to reincarnation, while they would face such a gruesome fate for millions of years.

And even as animals, they would be very sickly and have bad luck.

In the end, the problem would begin if the ritual got completed.

[Host, you must not let this happen.]

'Hmmm...'

Dorian narrowed his eyes, gazing at the blood that trailed around the room, firming the ritual's formation.

It was still not yet time for him to reveal himself.

.

Greeee~~~

The worms let out anxious but excited cries, wanting to begin eating their meal.

"So impatient. Hold on, my lovelies." The baby cautioned while walking to the center of the formation.

Eyes closed, it raised its hands upwards.

"Clitter!"

Nooo!~~

Everyone inwardly screamed in horror, feeling another force pulling someone out of their bodies.

Ray more struggled to keep his eyes open, flaming his legs unwillingly.

His knees quaked, his heart stumbling on its own rhythm, and his body sweating buckets.

So painful.

Raymore felt as though someone was grabbing onto his heart and squeezing it vigorously.

Air... Air...

His cheeks shook, and his nostrils struggled to take in air.

'I don't want to die.'

The fully grown man, as strong as a mountain, suddenly broke down as images from his life flashed before his eyes.

For the first time in a very long while, Raymore seeded tears.

And just before he closed his eyes for the last time, he seemed to have seen a pale ghost-like image of himself get drawn out.

Bubuum. Bubuum.

Raymore's heartbeats grew frail.

Was... Was that his soul?

Raymore tried to shake and free himself to no avail.

And the fear he had been pressing down on this entire time, hit him like a tsunami.

What is going to happen to him after this?

The fear of the unknown overpowered his thoughts.

Why? Why were there such terrible beings living amongst them?

He, like everyone else in the world, had been utterly clueless of the world beyond.

But what he also worried about the most was his family here with him.

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In the massive space, the blood formation worked alongside the flowers to draw out the parts of the souls that had begun changing.

If someone walked into the vast space now, they would be shocked by the winter wonderland before them.

Yes!

The entire room was now covered with thick layers of reddish ice.

Everywhere was frosty, with an overly pungent smell in the air.

But this didn't seem to disturb the baby at the center.

Woosh!

A strange red light fell on the baby, letting it grow bigger and bigger.

And soon, a baby the size of an adult stood at the center of the formation.

Until it finished the ritual, it couldn't abandon this mortal skin yet.

Too immersed in its actions, it didn't even realize that 2 humans out of the lot were unaffected by whatever was happening.

It's time.

Dorian revealed a slight smile on his face.

"Ahhhhhh~~~."

The low whimpers of many echoed out, feeling their souls drawn out of them bit by bit.

Was this their end?

Flusters of unwillingness filled their hearts with every passing second.

And just when they were about to give in to the inevitable, they suddenly felt themselves dropping to the ground.

Bam!

Many fell hard in disbelief.

They... They... They were freed?