I couldn't even take a full glance over this thing, whatever it was, it had a part of it hidden in the clouds. This part I believed was the head, and that meant I was only looking at its trunk.
What a giant bastard demon was that! How the hell could I and my team succeed in this dungeon? Were we sent here to die?
I began to less believe in our success in passing the dungeon and more sure of the fact this dungeon wasn't a real dungeon. This castle seemed to be a passage to another world, and this world was toxic to humans.
'Let's keep ourselves silent and let all try to see where these bunch of people and demons escaped to.'
I was desperate, but no matter how desperate I was I would never give up hope. These groups of people and demons escaped from this place knowing exactly what they were after.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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