The entire world fell silent.
The strange, beautiful fragments of the universe vanished from the sky. All that remained in the Dream Amusement Park were parts of the castle floating in midair like islands and the broken decorations of the amusement park.
The curse that had gnawed away at mind and body was nowhere to be found. The air was clear….
“…….”
The Hunters stared blankly at the dreamlike sight for a moment.
“…It’s over….”
Someone spoke.
“…Is it over…?”
“…I think so?”
“Fuck, we survived.”
Thump─!
A middle-aged Hunter dropped to the ground.
“I’m never fighting an Evil God again…!!”
“To be honest, we weren’t the ones who fought the Evil God this time either, Captain.”
“Did you have to say that now?”
“We basically just dealt with the small fry that came out of the Evil God….”
“Damn brat, can’t even read the mood.”
Thanks to the Hunters’ bickering, the atmosphere gradually relaxed.
One by one, the exhausted Hunters sank to the ground. They exhaled deeply. Unlike before, the now-fresh, light air was truly welcome. Breathing itself tasted sweet.
“Ah, damn… I’m hungry….”
“…Now that I’ve come to my senses, so am I….”
“I really survived? Wow, this is insane.”
A little more time passed.
“…Uh, wait a minute.”
Someone raised a question.
“Then why hasn’t the clear message appeared?”
“Please don’t do this to me.”
It was an extremely valid question.
Aram looked upon the dungeon, now transformed into a dreamlike landscape. Only patches of earth floating like islands in the air barely remained; otherwise, there was no telling which way was up or down.
And here and there lay graves made from the bones of little dragons….
“…….”
Yet it looked peaceful.
Every trace of the curse and poison that had created such a perilous atmosphere was gone. Only tranquility remained—the kind one felt inside a dream.
“The fact that we defeated the Evil God has not changed.”
Aram spoke.