Translated by A Passing Wanderer
Edited by RED
Roy's eyes shot wide open. His foot reaching out landed on the ground made out of flesh and blood. The boy was instantly frightened nearly out of his wits and he hurriedly looked around himself.
The land he found himself on was comprised entirely out of flowing blood and flesh. In the distance was an ocean of blood, while the sky above was in an ash-grey hue.
"Hiieeek?!"
For a moment there, Roy thought he could no longer breathe. Even then, his eyes continued to shift around. He noticed the roaming zombies while the skeletal dead beings were digging into the fleshy ground.
This place... was Purgatory!
'I... I came to the wrong place!'
He was supposed to follow the energy flow of holy water, but ended up depending on his hearing too much and stepped into the wrong path.
Just as he stood there soaked in cold sweat, the dead beings turned their heads and stared at Roy.
-It's a living person.-
-The soul of a living person!-