Alexia

After I finish recovering all of my soul, I head on through the tunnel. Quickly finding a System Message playing out in my head and my vision the moment I step inside it.

[You have entered the Tier 4 Dungeon Labyrinth of Horrors Final Boss Room. The Horror.]

Wait a second, this dungeon is called the Labyrinth of Horrors?

I can’t help but stare at the message due to that name. A name that never showed up since I never really thought to identify the dungeon itself. Seeing as I was automatically sent into it anyways. And the identify for Tier 4 and above dungeons only shows when you identify the exit of the dungeon or the entrance.

And the entrance in the Tier 3 dungeon didn’t work for identify. Just showed up as the exit.

One that gave me a choice to either go to the next dungeon or leave the Dimension-Wide Dungeon entirely.

So I never really had a chance to identify it. Same with the Tier 2 and 3 dungeons.

Not that I cared about identifying those in the first place, considering how weak the monsters were in them.

Putting that aside though, I think back to what I’ve seen in the dungeon up till now.

Mazes and labyrinths galore.

Creepy monsters made up of all sorts of bizarre limbs and creatures, largely human limbs for most. Not so human for the thing that the dungeon called a boss.

A tiny wolf with three enormous heads spewing out an endless army of other wolves.

And a sadistic tree trunk calling itself a haven that really wanted to suck the happiness out of me and make me wither away to nothingness.

I tap my chin for a moment before nodding.

Labyrinth of Horrors sounds about right.

Very right.

I shiver at the thought of whatever sort of abomination is waiting for me in this boss room.

But despite that discomfort, I move forwards all the same. Because it doesn’t matter.

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I’m The Reaper after all.

Although, I notice something very odd rather early on as I move through the tunnel.

Why don’t I hear anything?

It’s like sound can’t exist in the tunnel. No wind from outside the tunnel. None of my footsteps make any sounds. And I can’t even hear the mock breathing I do to trick others.

Out of curiosity, I speak out loud, trying to say a word. Any word.

But no sound comes out.

Very odd.

I continue walking through the Final Boss Room that the System called The Horror – which is an odd name for a room – for a while. And soon enough I notice something with my senses.

Some sort of rift in reality not too far ahead of me.

Hmm.

I keep walking until I arrive at the rift, but I don’t see anything. Just a strange warping in reality that goes along with my senses. One so small I barely manage to see it with my eyes.

Before passing through it, I move up to the walls, but the rift spans the entire tunnel. So there’s no way around it.

I close my eyes, trying to see if I can sense beyond it. But I can’t. Whatever is making the rift doesn’t seem to like that.

Well, if that’s the case…

I summon my polearm before swinging the blade straight at the rift, slicing right through it.

And revealing a rather… peculiar… tunnel on the other side.

After staring at the tunnel for several seconds, I can’t help but wonder something rather important.

Do… I have to go in there?

I purse my lips at the thought as I stare at the bizarre tunnel. One with walls that seem… different all over.

Some parts of the walls appear to be made out of a creature’s flesh. Some the inside of their flesh, others scales or skin on the outside. Meanwhile some parts of the walls are made of metal, or stone, or marble, or whatever other material I can possibly think of. And other parts are even made of liquid that seems to go on infinitely with no end. Like water or oil, or even blood.

Lastly, some parts seem to be made up of gases or even flames.

I really don’t want to go in there.

The rift slowly seals itself back up again as I stare blankly at it. But no matter how hard I try to think about this, there really isn’t a way around going in.

So I take a deep breath before slicing straight through the rift again and stepping through. Not trusting going into a rift and letting it do what it wants to do to me itself.

And I quickly find myself grimacing slightly when my feet sink soundlessly into the flesh that quickly moves to meet it.

Moves. To meet it.

The walls and floor of the tunnel just shift the moment I step inside with the fleshy parts moving to meet where my foot lands.

What. The. Fuck.

The fleshy ground doesn’t do anything to me other than purposefully move to meet where my foot lands. Even when I step inside with my other foot as well. It moves to meet that too.

As if the tunnel is determined to make me step on the fleshy parts.

This is just gross.

At least I don’t have to hear squelching sounds from stepping on the flesh though. Seeing as there’s still no sounds.

Which is odd considering the flames in here. Flames that aren’t burning any of the rest of the tunnel. Just like how the liquids aren’t obeying gravity, even when they’re on the ceiling of the tunnel.

But… seriously… who made this tunnel?

This dungeon in general.

It’s getting beyond disturbing at this point.

And to make matters worse, the tunnel begins vibrating beneath my feet. As if something just roared or broke something despite there not being a single sound.

I scowl at the tunnel for several seconds as if that would help before sighing and just walking forwards.

Ignoring that I don’t smell anything either.

Which is probably for the best considering the flesh following my footsteps.

This is going to be an unpleasant boss fight.