Merciless Corruptor-Chapter 33: A New Unwanted Start?.

Dackör is about to say his name to the pink skinned young man named Chy'Vedreff, when a relatively know event occurs again.

Instead of reappearing for no apparent reason in the convenience store, Dackör and everyone in the vicinity sink into the ground, being absorbed by a supersolid ink like substance that has a deep indigo coloration.

This time, the fall feels longer and more suffocating; However, and despite being as fast as the first time, there is a couple of discrepancies.

The first one is the location, a massively large hexagonal chamber, in which is easy to spot several people from other species, still, everyone has an Anthropoid like appearance.

While the second oddity, is the messages in front of the newcomers that fall from above.

You Are The Survivor Of An Accidental Quadruple Abduction Of Four Different Planets Awakening Theirs Consciousness.

Your Mental Fortitude Is Unfitted For Your Previous Environment, Hence You Were Expelled.

Welcome To The Never Ending Lands Of Forng'Dekke.

{So this is what the buddy meant by being part of something fabricated?, Everything we experienced during the past hours was fake?, Created by the Consciousness of this Four Planets?, Although, I only know about Karmdaris y Krämdaris... , Oh!, This messages disappear already}

"Hahahaha!"; Chy'Vedreff's laugh resounds in the hexagonal chamber, but the intonation and posture he has is almost maniacal, like a supervillain reaching its apex.

But instead of being overjoyed by his achievement, the pink skinned young man looks like someone who has succumb to madness, covering his eyes with his left forearm as he is trying and failing to occult the orange tears that everyone can see falling to the cold dark grey cobblestone floor.

{I have only ever seen one person cry like that, and that was Punchy Fatty, right after the New Hotel of his Family was destroyed during its inauguration day, Being him the last one carrying the Fate's Legacy}

Observing said potbelly man, Dackör can seen the lost sight in the deep blue eyes of Punchy Fatty; His wife, Demedria, has always been distant, as they have an arranged marriage.

Nevertheless, the gorgeous woman is actively trying to give some assurance to her husband, even if she looks truly furious by the words she is whispering "Your daughter will be fine, it is with my niece".

Obviously that is a fallacy, there is no way to know if they are together or not, besides, the revelation really catches Dackör by surprise, since he did not know about Punchy Fatty having a daughter.

{This lady must have been conceived before Punchy Fatty was gassed by the Bioweapon of Rullis}

Continuing with his inspection, Dackör can witness that a large amount of people are devastated by the obvious reality; They cannot go back, which leaves them stranded in a weird place, surrounded by a bunch of strangers.

{Wow, I, I really don't care... , Am I that insensitive?, While it is true that I am reluctant to what just happened, The reality is that I can't do anything about it, except for accept it and move on... , Will I miss what I had?, I guess I will, But why waste my time on what was before... , When I can invest it in what could be?}

One side of the hexagonal chamber opens wide, revealing a small hallway that runs for a few meters before turning to the left.

Likewise, on the wall directly opposite the entrance that was opened; There is a sort of booth, where a tall, stocky woman with dark brown hair is sitting.

She has very bright pastel yellow eyes and clothes made of brown pelt; But her most striking feature is her skin, bluish but with a viable texture that resembles quartzites.

"Welcome to Forng'Dekke, I understand your confusion, I was there a few months ago, My Name is Lyssannia, and I will assist you during this brief transition".

{How kind of her}

"Before any of you get more confused... , No, You are not in the Consciousness of a Planet... , and Yes, I know that everyone can hear and understand me, once you get here on Forng'Dekke, everyone is given the ability to speak the native language, but rest assured, your own languages are still within you".

{I already have figured that out, as our messages looked the same}

"First of all, it is not possible to cross the doorframe unless you pay an entrance fee, and as in many societies, Nuvlierz Energy is a fundamental currency, Here in Forng'Dekke it is slightly different, We use Crystalized Nuvlierz".

{I suppose that can be considered progress}

"Which gives a few possibilities to all of you, option one, is simply trying to pass, if you are stopped, it implies that you do not have enough Natural Cells in your body to pay for the entrance".

{How many Natural Cells are exactly needed for this Crystalization?}

"Which leads to option two, walk in while touching another person and see who of the parties is left behind".

{That sounds simple}

"Option three, Kill those around you, Fresh Dead Bodies attracts Indiggers, they come from above and will devour anyone who has recently passed away, However, this creatures naturally produce Crystalized Nuvlierz Energy, and of course, Killing them gives Crystalized Nuvlierz Energy too... , In any case, you should hurry up with your decision, this doors may be barely open, but they are going to close eventually".

{Hurry up?, That doesn't add up, If we tag along together, everyone can cross... , Unless we are not supposed to advance}

Dackör finally understands what is happening, and he is not the only one, Zwïsha, Dulladnne and some of the Slaves hebas have understood it too.

They are still within the Consciousness of a Planet, and these are constantly trying to purge them from their minds by eliminating the mental projection the inhabitants possess.

{I have this figured out, when enough of us realize that something is not right, the Consciousness "Attack us", and the situations they are showing to us are based on the memories of everyone, trying to topple down our resolution reason, but for whatever reason, they can't do it for longer}

However, this is a misconception from Dackör and many others, while they understood the trick correctly, the Consciousness of the Planets have matured completely, sending them off to their location of origin...