“From here on, he’s depicted as a disaster that’s completely alive. Floods from a mad Absolute’s rage, swarms of locusts, disease running rampant… and—so, so many people die.”
Jeong Sang-won added that the mural on the wall was far more brutal than that.
In their excited advance, they’d passed these things without even noticing.
The air went quiet.
For some reason it felt chilly.
Ju Romi hunched her shoulders.
“…And after that?”
“After that is this chamber. The stone room where we rested was a blank, and the story continues here.”
Before Jeong Sang-won even finished speaking, Ji Eun-o was already at the wall. The others joined, searching for hints.
Jio looked at the nearest wall as well.
‘Hmmm.’
“Here! Something’s written—sir? It’s the same characters as the ones written above the forks.”
Oroz shouted.
Jeong Sang-won, who had been studying the pictures on the floor, sprang…