“Native” Humans
Editor: Elkassar1
Beer and hot dogs are really ordinary things, but for these people who had been in this accursed Hunting Ground planet for several years, the temptation was beyond imagination... Whispers rose among the group, and they were clearly captured by Sheyan's ears with his acute Perceptive Sense.
"Damn it, it must be a type of monster that excels in creating illusions. It can even read our thoughts and our memories, so it knows what we most desire! Do not fire! I repeat, do not fire! This guy who's doing the talking is just an illusion for the purpose of wasting our bullets. We need to find the real body of the monster and kill it in one go. Pay attention to any unusual signs around us!"
"Calm down, calm down! We've fought against monsters with the power of illusions before!"
"Oh my god, he actually has my favorite Harbin beer. That attractive white foam is more delicate than a woman's skin. I can't, I can't!"
"I smell hot dogs! This illusion is way too vivid!!"
"....."