Chapter 289- The day of departure (1)

In a pitch-black environment, entirely lacking illumination, the echoes of something struggling in agony resonated throughout the space.

// Augh....! I-it... hurts.. //

[ If it hurts, then you most likely died after getting a rod in your ass (⁠ﾉﾟ⁠0ﾟ⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠→ ]

Suddenly, within that dark space, a small window of orange hue appeared, materializing as a voice echoed through the place.

// Kugh.... y-you.... gay... //

[ But you are the one moaning here, old man. (⁠￣⁠ヘ⁠￣⁠;⁠) ]

// Ahem... So, am I dead? //

[ Yes, and I am a god who can talk with the dead. (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) ]

// You talk too much. //

[....]

// Khueckk...! S-stop!!!! I... am sorry—Augh!? //

Suddenly, the dark space transformed into solid black spears with sharp edges that instantly shot toward the source of the voice.