A corpse? similar to a mummy is mixed between the broken fragments.
Uun.
Umm.
The hell is this?
A mummy inside a jarâŚ
I donât understand.
Ummm.
When I look at another broken jarâŚ
It seems to contain a similar mummy.
Kyorokyoro
I look around restlessly.
This large white space is packed with jars.
âŚâŚ
Eh?
Surely notâŚ
no way, no wayâŚ
Does every jar contain a mummy inside?
Space which spreads endlessly.
Nothing, but jars placed on the white floor.
Which meansâŚ
The number is incalculable.
Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, maybe even hundreds of millions.
If mummies are in every jarâŚ
Just how many of them are thereâŚ
The population of Earth was certainly around 7 billion.
It wonât be surprising if the number of jars is similar.
Nonono.
Calm down!
Calm down, me!
Itâs not good to get weird delusions.
I must look for the exit from this strange space first.
Thatâs right.
Letâs do that.
Tekuteku Tekuteku
I walk between the jars.
I walk among the countless number of jars.
Baan
Gacha Gacha Gacha
Uo!
Another jar has broken.
That sound is bad for my heart.
The jars sometimes break while I continue walking.
Of course, mummies are inside.
Mummies lying among the fragments of the pots.
Just why are these jars breaking?
It doesnât seem like the mummies inside are breaking them.
The mummies are not moving an inch.
A mysteryâŚ
Tekuteku Tekuteku
I walk not minding the mummies.
Anyway, I have to proceed.
I donât want to get near an exploding jar.
ButâŚ
I had a sudden thought.
I just had a thought.
PossiblyâŚ
By some possibilityâŚ
I may be able to repair these jars.
And.
Besides⌠looking closelyâŚ
These mummies and jars are a set.
Itâs just a faintly, butâŚ
I can see the black lines.
Areare.
By any chanceâŚ
If I put these lines back togetherâŚ
Canât I restore the jars back to their original shape?
Uun.
I wonder?
Itâs just a thought, butâŚ
Somehow, Iâm not willing.
I have a feeling that I shouldnât be restoring these jars.
That itâs a taboo that must not be done.
A territory one shouldnât touch.
A technique a person shouldnât get involved in.
I thought so for some reason.
How to say thisâŚ
My heart is impatient.
The wall of my heart reacts.
A mental defense reaction?
ButâŚ
HoweverâŚ
I touch the mummy and the jar with my hands.
The curiosity won me over.
My body moved.
I restored Chikoâs beaker yesterday.
If thatâs the caseâŚ
I may be able to restore this jar and the mummy.
I hold my hands out.
And use that skill.
ăBlood Bone Alchemyă
Iâm trying to connect the faintly visible black lines.
ButâŚ
It doesnât go well.
Something seems to be obstructing me.
It seems like someone is interfering.
When I try to connect a line.
The line gets disarranged.
Almost as ifâŚ
Someone was watching me and tampering with the lines.
I move the black line in front of me.
ăGuguguguguguguguguguaaa! Ugaaa!ă
T, that hurt!
A sharp pain runs through my head.
A sudden intense pain in my head.
I separate my hands from the mummy and the jar.
Itâs like my head is going to explode from the acute pain.
Batain
I fall down on the ground.
My cheeks touch the floor.
A cold floor.
My consciousness is becoming dull from the pain.
Itâs slowly disappearing.
The scenery in front of me is becoming blurry.
Sutasuta Sutasuta
Nn?
I hear footsteps.
Somebody seems to be approaching me.
A slowly approaching footsteps.
But, my view is vague.
I canât see the other personâs figure well.
ăOyaoya, an intruder after so long. I was wondering who it was⌠so itâs you⌠to think you would already come this far~ Isnât this the fastest record?ă
A calm tone.
The shadow of a person before me touches the pieces of the jar.
I canât see the face.
Only the feet and hands are visible.
I only know that someone is near.
ăBesides⌠arara~ Havenât the jars break? Maa, thatâs alright⌠canât be helped since thereâs an intruder. But, you⌠you shouldnât try to fix thisă
The shadow of the person looks at the mummy and the broken jar.
It picks up the fragments and observes it.
The shadow looks at the fragment and taps on it.
It seems to be reading something from the pieces of the jar.
ăUun. You still shouldnât be here. Indeed, itâs too early. Saa, you should return to your world. You will surely not remember this place when you wake upă
The shadow of the person points its hand at me.
And a warm light wraps my body.
The last thing I saw⌠was a broken jar and a mummy.