My Iyashikei Game

Chapter 386

386 The Resurrection [2in1]

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“Where are you going in such a hurry? Rushing to reincarnate? Someone like you should be thankful if you can become a bug in your next life.” Huang Yin was not afraid of anything anymore. He thought about stopping the Butterfly but he was too weak to even lift his hands.

The woman’s body was changing. She wanted to use the most painful method to torture Huang Yin but she had no more time. The crack on her chest grew and black vessels popped in her eyes. Blood leaked out from underneath her dress. Her mutated arms closed the dresser doors.

The normal looking dresser started to tremble like a living heart after the woman entered it. Blood capillaries extended out from inside and pierced through the deepest part of the nightmare. Huang Yin’s nightmare started to collapse. The woman’s skin surfaced with strange patterns. The patterns formed a tapestry with the intersecting blood capillaries inside the dresser. It had once been trapped inside the dresser for a long time. Inside this dark, cramped space, it imagined the world and accidentally saw the end of nightmares. The small space was filled with darkness. When the blood red consciousness consumed everything, the woman’s body blurred as she used her full energy to push at the door inside the dresser.

Huang Yin’s nightmare shattered instantly. The figure that trapped him entered a strange room through the dresser deep inside the nightmare. This room had no door or window. Instead of calling it a room, it was more like a corridor. Two dressers stood on each end of the corridor. One was connected to nightmares, the other the cryptic world.

Currently, the dresser connected to the cryptic door was splintering and the cracks were spreading. It was worth noting that the cracks on the dressers also appeared on the woman’s body like the woman shared the same body with the dresser. She had combined herself with this unique cursed object.

The long corridor was decorated with entangled souls and consciousness. They were like sacrifices waiting for their Gods to come for them. Feng Ziyu who had gone missing could be found here as well.

Blood covered her body, the woman started to change from a human into a monster. Standing at the side of the nightmare dresser, it couldn’t just walk down the corridor. There was a powerful resistance stopping it from doing so.

However, soon the sound of Soul Bells came from the other dresser. The chanting of all the tenants and the fear in their hearts surged into this strange space. The fear of Butterfly wound around its body like threads as they slowly dragged it to the other side of the corridor. The indeterminate body consumed the ‘sacrifice’ in the corridor. The more it became like a monster, the greater its hatred. Due to the emergency of the situation, it only had time to swallow a few key sacrifices before it was led to the other end of the corridor.

The feast turned its body into a fleshy monster with irregular appearance, but it didn’t have the time to care about that now. The arms bound by hatred and fear grabbed at the dresser door. The blood stains on the door immediately melted and seeped into the monster’s body. The number on the door slowly clarified—Room 4444.

Room 4444 was not an actual room but it was Butterfly’s dresser. For this monster that was trapped inside a dresser since it was young, the dresser was its own room. Carrying all the pain and hatred from the nightmares, the hands pushed open the door of Room 4444!

The collapsing dresser world disintegrated at that moment. Intense hatred burst out from the dresser at the centre of the dresser world. The senior monster who was closest was swept away as everyone stared at the centre. Bloody clothes scattered like bloody paper money. The Soul Bells chimed across Ziggurat.

A wounded arm reached out from the dresser, dragging an extremely ugly soul. It looked more like a human-shaped meat pile. The terrifying presence materialized inside the Ziggurat, everyone’s Death Curses were triggered!

The fear and hatred within the tenants exploded instantly. Ugly faces appeared on the monster’s body. In this world, everyone’s hatred belonged to it. No one cared about it so to ensure that it was not forgotten, it abandoned its humanity and buried its hatred and pain inside everyone’s heart.

Death Curses absorbed something from all the Ziggurat tenants. Everyone’s Death Curse was different. As the tenants were tormented by the curses, the same curses appeared on the monster’s skin. It was the source of all the Death Curses. The more pain the cursed tenants were in, the stronger it would become.

As the Death Curses were activated, the monster’s skin started to crack. The necrotized skin started to peel off. A pair of flawless and fair arms broke through the wounded skin. The tapered fingers peeled off the rest of its skin. A creature that looked like human and had indeterminate sex appeared from the shell of flesh.

Hatred blasted through the whole dresser world. It metamorphosed into the Butterfly, the flesh splattered like an open butterfly wing.

The Death Curses and fresh blood painted strange patterns on its body. Its fair skin had no scar, but there were endless Death Curses flowing under its skin. However, perhaps because it had not consumed enough sacrifice, or perhaps the ritual was performed earlier than designated, its legs were stuck in the blob of flesh. It failed to achieve its most perfect state. The dresser world was still collapsing. The Death Curse on the senior monster was triggered again. The bloody butterfly deep inside his heart flapped its wings, trying to take everything away from him.

The black blame in his eyes flickered. The senior monster’s presence weakened. The thing that remained unchanged was the reflection in his eyes and the maddening presence.

‘That’s the manager?’ The Evil Soul didn’t retreat. He had taken over the senior monster’s body and thus his lineage as well as their pain. The pain that branded through the legacy was enough to collapse a normal person’s mind but Evil Soul’s expression didn’t even change. He could feel the senior monster and his own soul dissipating. The Death Curse was activating, resisting it meant certain death. But for this journey towards death, he still had time. He wanted to use this last moment to kill the manager!

The Evil Soul never considered retreating or compromising. Since the curse caster would never lift the Death Curse willingly, then there was only one solution left.

“Old man, this might be the last few minutes we will share together. I have a few messages for you. Your biological grandson is too weak, he can’t even maintain the clarity of his soul at this place but I can sense his love for his father and grandfather in his heart. When you were alive, you always scolded him for being cowardly and weak. But the fact is, he has actively answered your soul-summoning and that is extremely brave. I know your family loves him dearly but don’t forget that since the soul-summoning ritual was successful, it meant that he loves you all as much as you love him. He never blamed or hated you, he only felt appreciation and love towards you.

“He is unable to speak so I shall be his messenger.” After saying all that, the Evil Soul reached his hands towards the senior monster’s heart. “A person like that shouldn’t die here, we have to save him.” The fingers pierced through the chest. Pain, memory and despair, all these became the fuel for hatred. The Evil Soul wanted the fire in the senior monster’s heart to burn brighter!

Butterfly who stood before the dresser looked at the maddened senior monster like he was some kind of struggling bug. From the Butterfly’s perspective, the only way it could be beaten was to block its way back to the Ziggurat. As the manager of Ziggurat, everything was over once it arrived here.

The ritual was not complete and the time was earlier than designated but these were small inconveniences. The Butterfly’s gaze slowly moved onto the Evil Soul’s face. The body it had prepared for itself was still there, that was enough. It was hard to find a good vessel, there were not many living humans who could sustain its consciousness. The years of preparation it did was not wasted.

Sensing the senior monster’s burning soul, the Butterfly’s long finger pressed lightly on its heart. The Death Curse appeared on its skin. The finger cut through the skin like butter. Blue butterflies flew out from its body. The butterflies possessed its soul and consciousness. They could be seen as its substitutes.

The tenants of Happiness Neighbourhood had seen similar blue butterflies before.

When the blue butterflies approached, the Evil Soul became highly alert. However, the butterflies didn’t attack him but instead flew past him and left the dresser world.

When the Butterfly cut open its chest, the Evil Soul noticed the Butterfly was missing a heart so it was not at its strongest state yet. The Evil Soul charged at the Butterfly, ready to be vanquished!

This was the first person who dared to challenge the Butterfly after the latter became the manager of Ziggurat.

“The resurrection ritual has begun. I have split you into different souls to make it more convenient for me to consume you.” The Butterfly’s extremely handsome face was emotionless. Everything was within its control. As the senior monster charged at it, the Butterfly didn’t do anything but stare into the Evil Souls’ eyes. The emotions in its eyes slowly became like the Evil Soul, the Butterfly was copying the Evil Soul!

“Your souls are trapped inside other people’s bodies. If you want to reunite all of your souls, you’ll have to personally murder all of their hosts. The moment you do, you’ll become just like me.”

It was not until the senior monster’s arms almost reached the Butterfly that the patterns on the Butterfly burst with extreme hatred. The hatred was like a wave, easily overwhelming that of the senior monster’s. The blood of his lineage flowed through his body. The flame in the senior monster’s heart was like a candle, it flickered in the waves but it never extinguished. The spine on his back cracked open. All of his children’s eyes flew open. The culprit of their familicide was before them. All of their hatred pooled together.

The Butterfly’s legs hadn’t fully metamorphosed. They were stuck in the ugly flesh blob. It couldn’t move too far away from the dresser but this didn’t affect it too much. Compared to the mobility limitation, it cared more about the physical deficiency. It was not the prettiest creature.

“I kept you around because you are beneficial to me and now it is time for you to make yourself useful.” The Butterfly told the Evil Soul as it spread its arms. The butterflies scattered across Ziggurat. Endless blood vessels crawled out from the Ziggurat. They pierced through the cracks of the dresser world and joined with the Butterfly’s body. Then the Butterfly suddenly turned towards a direction as if sensing something.

“I’ve personally left the curse on you, giving you 3 months to get ready. I’m surprised you dare to come into the Ziggurat in less than a month. The Singer outside is the reason why you dare to do so?” The Butterfly’s voice dripped with anger. It had already calculated everything but Han Fei had broken its plan. Since Han Fei participated in the human jigsaw case, the Butterfly had been paying focus on Han Fei, both in the real world and the cryptic world. It knew Han Fei was weak but it only saw Han Fei as a vessel.

It didn’t expect that in just a few weeks, the weak human managed to enter the Ziggurat and even attracted an angry Unmentionable with him!

A normal Unmentionable had their own altar, mentioning their names would get the speaker cursed. But for such a ghost to get so intensely mad, that was extremely rare.

The blue butterflies were the split soul of the manager. They contained its consciousness and despair, they were also its eyes and ears. By then the blue butterflies had scattered all around the Ziggurat. As the manager of Ziggurat, Butterfly saw how horrid the condition of Ziggurat was. If it returned one moment later, the whole neighbourhood might be gone. The black mist got entangled with the Singer. But the thing that worried the Butterfly the most was the foundation of Ziggurat had been shaken. Its biggest secret had been exposed.

“The Unmentionable is a problem but the thing outside has been heavily injured. It is not as strong as it should be. If you think you can rely on it to stop the ritual, then you’re more naïve than I thought.” A black drop of blood leaked out from the Butterfly’s hollow chest. It controlled all of the blood vessels and pierced them through the ground. The floors cracked one after another. Death surged from the underground like an endless sea!

Among the sea floated the nightmares of children and wilted blood flowers as well as a giant cocoon weaved from blood vessels.

“I’ve waited too long for this moment, no one will be able to stop me!” The Butterfly was most worried about the underground altar, so it wanted to check up on it.