บท 82: Jagor Tawlon

And the next day, a fearsome Void Walker appeared in my office, and "requested" that I nuke the planet into smithereens.

I did it.

The planet exploded.

Everything within it died.

He disappeared.

I was convicted and sentenced to death.

And somehow, I was sent here."

"What?" Elliot frowned deeply.

Red had been so generous with his words and so ridiculously slow in progressing his story that the speed of progression in his last few sentences left Elliot scrambling to go back and digest the enormity of his words once more.

"It's only been a few short weeks since I was a powerful and respected Game Master." Red sighed sadly. "And now I am a Breeze Apostle to a weak, pipsqueak beast master. Woe! Woe to me!!"

Elliot ignored his barbed words and focused on the significance of his story. And then he linked it to the spider's ominous words…

"Beware the shadow parasites… They are coming… They are all coming here…"

Immediately, a deep chill ran down his spine.