Kapitel 134: Chapter no.134 In the Claws of the Abyss: Ammit

Still trapped in the disconcerting limbo, I scanned my surroundings, my gaze flitting between the colossal praying woman and the agonized spiral of souls above. But the sight that caught my attention, that truly boggled my mind, was the topography of this abyss.

It was a paradox in itself. Jagged mountains protruded from the ether, reaching out like skeletal hands towards the screaming sky. Unseen rivers echoed with the sound of rushing water, their courses invisible against the spectral landscape. Trees of alien design dotted the horizon, their branches bearing fruit of iridescent hues. Yet, the very existence of this landscape contradicted the essence of the abyss — the erasure of concepts.

How could a tree grow without the concept of growth? How could water flow without the concept of movement? The more I observed, the more questions sprung to mind, each more perplexing than the last.

The alien reality of the abyss was a puzzle, a challenge thrown by the universe itself.