Verita smiles politely, then suddenly..
PFFT!~
"No, I'm sorry!~ Sorry~ Sorry! Hahahah!~"
She suddenly burst out laughing for a few seconds.
This action completely annoys Junghwa. "That's it! I'm done with you." Junghwa then stands up and moves to his right and reaches for the front door handle.
Verita gasps and quickly stands up, running to hug him from behind to stop him from leaving.
She speaks quckly and urgently. " Wait! Please don't go! I didn't mean to laugh. Please just let me explain!"
His head sinks in between her breasts as he blushes, momentarily forgetting his annoyance.
Squishy!~ A sensation I've never felt before~
No. I can't give in! She's distracting me and taking up my time! I have to leave. Now!
" No! I won't let you take up my time without telling me information any longer!" Says Junghwa, still blushing as he reaches for the door handle and attempts to separate himself from her hold.
" No!" Shouts Verita, pulling him closer and deeper into her breasts. " Please don't go! I'm sorry, I won't laugh again! Please just listen to me!"
I can't see... It's getting harder to breathe..
As he is unable to break away from her overwhelmingly strong hold on him, he obliges.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
He taps on her forearm, signaling his surrender.
Understanding the taps, Verita smiles joyfully, then she lets him go, clapping excitedly afterwards. " Thank you, Junghwa~ I promise I won't disappoint you!~"
GASP!
Finally! I can breathe!
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After returning to their seats, Verita briefly opens the Celestial Prophecy. After reading it for a few seconds, she closes it and she takes a deep breath.
She speaks apologetically and slightly embarrassed. " I'm sorry, Junghwa, but I can't really tell you what power you'll receive. But don't fret, they will reveal themselves to you when the time comes.."
Junghwa sighs and leans back onto the couch and crosses his arms, making a dissatisfied expression. " So, in other words, you have no information for me..."
I need to find a way to get out of here. This place could be an illusion created by some random goddess pretending to be my Sponsor.
Those ones only want to play with a newcomer...
Verita gently shook her head with a slight frown before smiling. " I can't give you much information about the skills you'll gain. But I can tell you a bit about how many you'll gain!" She exclaims excitedly.
I have a feeling that she will now proceed to tell me info that I either already know, or won't matter if I know about it...
She holds up one finger excitedly.
" These skills that you gain from me are called 'Support Skills'. "
Verita turns to see Junghwa's reaction to this new information.
I already knew this..
This is a function of the system that shows off the power of the Gods and how much they truly help their Sponcees or Vessels.
Seeing his cold and unimpressed reaction. Verita smiles nervously, she shifts in her seat uncomfortably, slightly sweating.
"Uhh..Uhh.. Oh! The skills you will gain are called Walls! There's a first wall~ A second wall~ And a third wall! Also, each wall has 3 Stages, that means that with each wall comes three skills."
Junghwa's eyes widen slightly as the corners of his mouth curve upwards.
Oh... That's interesting. And very helpful.
Verita sighs in relief and wipes some sweat off her forehead before smiling proudly.
Junghwa looks out the window behind him and is surprised to see that the previously colorless world outside has now completely disappeared, leaving only, pure white.
Could this place be...?
Junghwa's widen completely as he stares at the brightly colored void. He turns to Verita and speaks with caution and slight awe. "Where are we exactly?"
Verita sees his expression, then she smiles. " We are in a place that I created. Among Gods, it is called a White Space."
As I thought...
" A White Space is a seperate dimension that Higher Gods can create to have discussions with their vessels and other Gods. It can also be used as a prison if a god has enough power." Verita shrugs.
" It depends on the god creating the prison and the prisoner that is being held." Says Verita as she lays down on the air and begins floating over Junghwa.
....
That last part felt like some major foreshadowing...
Verita giggles. " That sounded like foreshadowing, didn't it?~ Hehehe~"
I don't get her..
Her mature body and slightly mature voice made me think she would be some type of motherly figure..
But the way she moves, talks and laughs make her seem childish rather than mature.
Then again, this is our first meeting. I haven't seen all of her, so her current actions could possibly be a facade...
Verita sighs, then she smiles at Junghwa as the space around them begins to warp and twist. "Alright Junghwa, it seems our time is up."
Junghwa quickly stands up with a surprised expression. " What's going on? I thought you were a Higher God. Don't you have enough energy to hold up this dimension for centuries?"
" I am~ And I can, but our time is up. The time we have for this meeting that is~" Responds Verita as she flies around him.
Well this timing is conventional. I don't really have anything else to ask.
And she can't tell me much either...
Verita stops and gently lands in front of him as the space around them bends and dissolves. " The timing is conventional~"
Junghwa gets slightly surprised before smiling and chuckling. " How do you keep doing that?"
Verita smiles as she grasps his face and leans close.
Junghwa closes his eyes as she presses her forehead against his.
" We'll meet again in time, ■■■..."
She's like an older sister...
Verita pulls away, smiling. " You can leave through the front door~"
Junghwa slowly turned around to see the front door of his house, the single most plain door in his home.
He slowly walks up to the now glitching door and reaches out to grab the door handle as the door changes colors, from brown to a glowing red, green, yellow, blue, and finally, a glowing white color.
Junghwa turns the door handle and opens the door, leading into an almost blinding light. He smiles, he speaks with slight satisfaction, not turning around. " I'll see you around then..."
Just before he steps into the light, Verita calls out to him as she reaches out to pull him back. " Oh! Wait, Junghwa! One more thing!"
Junghwa feels the tug on his sleeve, and turns back, confused. " What is it?"
Verita grins joyfully as she exclaims. "Accesion means it's building up or piling up~"
His face twists into utter confusion as she pushes him into the light. " Wha-?!"
WHOOSHH!!
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It's dark... I can't breathe...
I feel wet... It's warm...
It tastes like... Wait. This tastes like...!
Junghwa quickly pushes himself up from the bloodied ground. " Ptew! Ptew! Uhh!!Some blood got in my mouth!"
Junghwa glances to his left then he forward, but his eyes widen as he glances again and sees the shocked expressions of his friends.
Oh shit.
I just ruined the mood didn't I?
Jinsung walked up to him with a worried and serious expression. " That's not funny, Junghwa.. Are you alright?"
" Yeah, I'm alright. Sorry about that.." Said Junghwa with an apologetic tone and an ashamed expression.
He pats Jinsung's shoulder as he walks past him. "Come on. Let's get out of here.."
They both walked towards the original exit, where Mr. Park attacked them.
This time, we're going out through this exit. Since I know Mr. Park is there basically waiting for us, I know what to do now.
I got much information from going to my house. We don't need to go there anymore. The 2nd Game is on a completely different level than the 1st, we need to be in a large group in order to survive it.
....Someone knocked me out... It wasn't Jinsung. It was someone else.. Maybe they're the ones who took my books...
" What was that about? You didn't have to yell like that." Said Minjoo as they reached her.
Junghwa looks away with a saddened expression. " Sorry, I wasn't thinking straight.. I got scared and grossed out.."
I hate pretending to be sorry...
Minjoo sighs. " Just don't do it again. It's disrespectful."
I really hate pretending...
Junghwa nods. " Yeah, I won't do it again."
" You better not." Said Minjoo in a worried tone as she walked into the hallway.
What am I thinking?
" I hate pretending"? Who would say that in a situation like this?
This is weird...
The four friends walk out the back door with conflicted feelings and an overwhelming sense of fear.
As they stepped out, Junghwa looks to his right, 10 feet away from himself, and he sees Mr. Park kneeling on the ground, looking up at them with reddened eyes.
" Stop laughing... Stop laughing, you damn brats!!" Said Mr. Park as he reached into his pocket.
" Shit!" Junghwa rushed at him and kicked his chin, making Mr. Park fall to the side.
Not this time you son of a-
" Junghwa! What are you doing?!" Yells Shinhui, interrupting his thought proccess.
" That's Mr. Park! Why would you kick him like that?" She said as she became agitated.
Junghwa looks back at her direction. " It's not what you think. He was going to-!"
Gasp!
" Junghwa, watch out!" Yelled Jinsung.
Junghwa instinctively ducks, dodging the slash aimed for his throat.
" Damn! What the fuck!" Exclaimed Junghwa as he feels the air whip around the slash.
" You damn brats! You did this to me! I'm innocent! It was you!!" Yells Mr. Park as he pulls back, preparing to cut downwards.
Junghwa quickly stands grabs his wrists as they move to cut down. The pressure holds him in place.
FFFUCK! I can't move... But I think I can push him back...
Junghwa yells with a slight groan. " Hey! Get out of here, guys!"
" No! We won't leave you here to die!" Yells Minjoo. She tries to run to him, but her legs won't stop trembling.
" No! Get out of here! I won't die here!" Yells Junghwa as Mr. Park pushes down harder, causing him to let out a pained groan.
" Junghwa, I'll help you!" Exclaims Jinsung, and he starts running to help him.
" No!" Yells Junghwa, his voice cracking.
" Please, Jinsung, go with them! Take them to the shopping center near here!"
Jinsung hesitantes, he looks between the girls and Junghwa.
" Go! I can take this guy! Just go! I'll find you later! Trust me!" Says Junghwa, slightly pushing back Mr. Park.
Jinsung clenches his teeth in a frown, he tears up. " Alright! I'll go with them! Please survive. I believe in you!"
Jinsung runs back to the girls, who also decided to run follows Junghwa's orders.
Jinsung and Shinhui run ahead first. Minjoo looks back at Junghwa as she ran, and yelled. " Don't die!"
Junghwa smiles, then his gaze looks back Mr. Park, his voice groaning slightly. " Now, how will I deal with you?.."
-[To be Continued...]-