A few hours earlier…
Walking out of a dark alley and back onto the main tokyo street, Alan looked around before releasing a soft sigh of pure exhaustion as he started heading down the street.
'Groups of red slimes, a minimum of five of them each time, and not all of them were hibernating… not hard… just had to be on guard constantly… damned, I really wish that I could sleep.' Alan thought to himself as he walked further down the street.
Ever since entering the system dungeon, he hadn't slept a single time and he was quite sure that it had been over twenty four hours already and yet he was still stuck in here, still fighting constantly to the point where he felt like he was some kind of low wage slave inside of a black company in a third world country.
'No… they likely sleep atleast a little bit just so they can survive… fuck… I can't complain, can't complain… I already complain a lot… god damn it, I have a reason to complain.' Alan thought to himself as he released a long tired sigh and kept walking until he finally arrived to stand before another alley.
This was the supposed… level twenty alley, or atleast he thought it was, he still wasn't sure that his information and theory about the alley's was completely correct however considering the past four alley's had followed the same logic, he assumed that It wouldn't change.
'Just a new slime… it's just a new slime that likely has different attributes and is also much more annoying to fight… can't they atleast be something…. Nope, yeah let's just always stick to slimes, I'll take slimes over zombies or dragons or whatever the fuck else.' Alan though as he entered the alley, his hand frimly gripping the spear at his side as he walked further and further into the darkness.
Just like in the other alleys, he quickly noticed that the rate of deterioration had increased multiple fold, it didn't even take more than a few meters for the entire walls to start getting cracked and have moss all over them, as if the buildings had stood there for hundreds of years already.
Walking further and further inside, the scenery changing quickly from an urban back alley into what could only be called a small passage through two broken stone walls that were utterly covered in all kinds of plants that he didn't recognise at all and had never seen in person in the real world.
'A yellow… flower?' He thought as he turned his head slightly and gazed at the yellow almost shining flower next to him, located slightly above his head on the left wall.
It looked like some kind of rose or at least a variation of it.
Alan lifted his hand slowly towards the flower before stopping as he brought his hand back down to his side.
'Yeah… that's how every dumb protagonist dies in a horror movie, it's a damn flower that's shining and I was just about to touch it. Intelligence ten my ass.' He thought before using his observation skill.
[ Observation Skill has been activated ]
[ Analysis of the target in progress. ]
[ Analysis Complete. ]
[ Name: Screaming Yellow Rose. ]
[ Age: 132 Years and 3 Months Old. ]
[ Description: It is said these flowers once crowned wedding ceremonies, symbols of union and joy. But after a nameless catastrophe, an untold time ago, something changed, something seeped into their petals and their roots, changing them. They drank in the souls of the newlyweds, binding them within them. Now, at intervals no one can predict and caused by sometimes a mere touch, the flowers tremble and release the muffled, agonized screams of those condemned to remain trapped inside them forever. ]
*Gulp*
'Aaanndd… yeah, I am not touchin the creepy flowers.' Alan thought almost instantly as soon as he read the description that the system had given them.
'Though… I wonder just what that catastrophe was? What happened that caused these flowers to mutate… is it just a vague description about them, something more like a myth, that doesn't actually mean anything or are there really any souls inside them. And the description is written as if this is a myth or a legend… and in that case, who created it? What group of people believed in these stories and myths?' He thought as he pondered and yet he couldn't come up with any kind of explanation and as such, he shook his head, clearing his thoughts once more as he tried to remain as vigilant as possible.
Turning his head forwards once more, he continued walking down the alley, the amount of flowers slowly but surely increasing every couple of meters as he went inside deeper and deeper.
And that's when he saw it, or rather he heard it before he saw it.
A shining yellow slime that was stuck on the wall further down the alley, on the right side of the wall, currently attempting to digest one of the special shining flowers inside of its stomach.
That wasn't the only thing however, it seemed the flowers were as said in the description, screaming, the muffled screaming sounds coming out of them even as they were being digested inside the slime's body were loud and shrill, and utterly impossibly horrid, it was as if a human was being tortured right before him, as if someone was taking a peeler and skinning a humans skin off, atleast that's what Alan thought, he had never once in his life heard any screams that sounded as agonising and terrifyingly horrid as the one he was currently hearing.
Raising his one free arm that wasn't holding the spear, he brought it to his ear, as he felt a small headache already forming simply from the screaming that was occurring infront of him.
Thankfully, it didn't seem to last long as the flower was fully digested by the shining yellow slime and the harrowing screams came to an end.
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