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Start - The World Behind the Door

NOT: Unless you are a sadistic maniac who enjoys constant suffering of a human being, I strongly advise you not to read this novel. *** Yu Valarfin is a young university student who has lost his family and is alone. While thinking there is nothing tying him to life, he receives a phone call and has to leave his house. But when he opens the door, he is confronted by a world he has never seen! Finding himself trapped outside the door in a fit of absent-mindedness, Yu is forced to undertake an impossible mission filled with witches, demons, and death, with no power to help him. *** -Isekai -Dark fantasy -Male lead -No power fantasy / no op main character (regular human strength) -No loli romance -No rpg/system *** Arc I - The World Behind the Door (7 chapters / 34.000 words) Arc II - Golden Letters of Rolderhelm (43 chapters / - 186.000 words) Arc III - Sound of Bells Arc IV - Touching a Star Arc V - Dream of the Doves Arc VI - (In writting progress) *** Must read that notes before starting (please): 1) I am writing the original version in Turkish, this is a translation. 2) It's a slow-paced story. 3) And when I say slow, it's really, rea~lly, rea~~lly slow. Even slower than you can ever think. 4) If you're the kind of reader who says after 30 chapters "I've read too much, now I want the character to be strong", this is definitely not for you. 5) The story will be longer than 15 arcs and events will start around arc 3. So the first two arcs are like a prologue to the story (yes, 220,000 words long prologue). 6) The reason why the story is so long is that I want to give a realistic view of character and story development. You may not see much in one arc, you will see things as the next arcs come. 7) Since the original version is in Turkish (and my English is not very good, I use DeepL) you may see some grammatical problems. Probably the most common one is the he/she problem because my language doesn't have a he/she distinction. I'm trying to improve my English, but if you say it's too bad, I can stop the translation and continue after I've improved more, or if you point out my mistakes, I'll try to fix them. *** PLEASE DO NOT READ IF: 1) you have no tolerance for narcissistic characters. 2) you are not a masochist. 3) you are not patient. *** I don't want to make you to read something that you don't like and I know the story is for a very small audience, so I don't want you to get bored, it's important that you read the notes.

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Arc 1 - Prologue: The Witch (2/2)

Suddenly a voice behind them made all three little girls' hearts jump and their hair stand on end. The witch was suddenly behind them, and Rie turned around and locked eyes with her.

"Miss Witch is so beautiful," Rie thought. Rie envied the witch's hair, her hair was down to her hips, while her own hair only reached to her shoulders. The witch's eyes were golden yellow and beautiful, but she had a mournful look that did not suit her beautiful eyes. The witch's face was thin and her thin red lips curved downwards.

Both the girls and the clowns obeyed the witch. Her words penetrated their brains and made it impossible to refuse, they had no choice but to listen to her.

The stairs led to the top of the mountain. The mountain they were on lay between the Kingdom of Ethalot to the east, where the people nobody liked lived, and the Kingdom of Mora, where Rie had been born and raised in a remote corner. There were many mountains here and Rie could not see which one they had entered on the way. The temple they were in was an old building, she had heard that from the clowns talking. 

"Ancient," This is what Rie called the temple in her mind.

She hadn't thought about it before, but now, even though the temple was unimaginably large, Rie began to find it strange that only six people were here, including her friends and the clowns and the witch.

Inside her chest, her heart beat with an anxiety that had never existed before. As they walked up the wide staircase, the walls of which were lit by torches, Miki squeezed Rie's hand tighter and tighter, finally causing Rie pain.

Miki's hand was sweating and Rie felt uncomfortable with the sweat on her hand. Her hand was shaking violently and when she looked up to relieve her anxiety, she saw that her cheeks were coloring with fear and her lips were trembling.

Miki had been on the streets much longer than Rie. While Rie had only been on the streets for a year, she had belonged to the streets since she was born and she was a much, much braver girl than Rie. Anything Rie was afraid to do, Miki could do without blinking an eye.

Rie had a hard time understanding what scared Miki. Miki was not a girl who would be afraid when Rie was calm.

"You really do~n't need to be scared, Miki," Rie said. Contrary to her words, she was starting to feel the fear too. It was as if Miki's fear was contagious.

Miki was ignoring her, and Rie felt her fear growing as she looked at her. She didn't want to pay attention to her anymore and turned to face the other girl next to her.

This strange girl was much calmer than Miki. She had wavy blonde hair and red eyes, and looked incredibly pretty in the blue dress she was wearing and the golden sash around her waist.

"She must really be the daughter of a nobleman," Rie thought. She wanted to talk to that pretty girl, to forget the anxiety that was slowly growing inside her.

"What's your name? Mine's Rie," she interjected.

She glanced at her out of the corner of her eye and waited in silence for a short while, and just as Rie was beginning to think she wasn't going to speak either, she finally gave her name.

"Beth."

"Do you know what happened here?"

Beth shook her head no in response to Rie's question and sank back into her old silence.

They climbed the rest of the stairs without a word and when they reached the end they found a door. The fat one of the clowns stepped forward and opened the door.

With the opening of the door, a wild wind blew in, extinguishing all the torches on the walls, blowing their hair away, and the light of the crescent moon invaded the stairs, replacing the fading light of the torches. Rie could smell the smell of rain-soaked earth.

The witch encouraged them to go outside and they passed through the door.

They came to a large garden carved into the mountain. There were fences around the edges of the garden to prevent people from falling and rolling down the mountain. The grass on the ground had grown long and it was time to cut it.

The garden was decorated with trees whose pink leaves danced in the breeze, and overlooked a small town in the Mora. The town's lights dimmed.

And in the center of the garden were three stone beds, no, three altars!

Seeing the altars, Miki immediately fell to the ground, hugged her knees and began to shake and cry like a madman. She buried her head between her knees and pretended that if she didn't see her surroundings, they wouldn't see her.

Rie was about to comfort her crying friend by hugging her and telling her that everything was okay when Miki pushed her hard and Rie fell on the grass. Immediately afterwards, Miki stood up and jumped towards the door through which they had entered.

The witch was there to hold her. Although Miki was quick as lightning, she easily grabbed Miki by the armpits and lifted her into the air.

Miki had no intention of stopping. As she screamed for her to let her go, she pounded the witch's stomach with her feet and her hands on her shoulders and face, trying to break free.

Even though the witch's face began to bleed and it was obvious that she was hurting, like Miki, she persisted and would not let go of the girl she was holding.

"Shh... Calm down, child. Everything is fine, there is nothing to be afraid of. You are safe here, you are safe with us." The witch's gentle, soothing voice ripped all the worry from Rie's chest and Miki, the child who had been crying as if she would never stop, was suddenly silent.

As Rie watched the scene with Beth and the clowns, her ears caught the voice of someone she had never seen before.

"What a good girl you are..."

Rie glanced around the garden. When she had come here she had seen no one but themselves, but now someone was speaking and the voice created a tense atmosphere. It was an eerie voice, but gentle at the same time.

It had such a dangerous effect that Rie felt that things were going in a very bad direction. The effect of the witch's gentle voice just now was instantly lost with this dangerous voice.

"Danger." Rie could find no other word to describe the tall man she saw. He sat on the fence, his darker-than-black hair blowing in the breeze.

The man got up from his seat and started walking towards the altars. The brown boots he wore had a tall heel, as if they belonged to a woman, and they gave off a full sound as he walked. He was wearing a green dress embroidered with golden roses that fell from his shoulders to his ankles. His black hair hung down to his waist and beneath his black hair were yellow eyes that shone like the sun.

His eyes were kind, but the nature of the creature in front of her was too terrible for her to suppress, no matter how kind he was. The man's handsome face wore an eerie, knife-like smile.

"Natalia, may you bring them here? And also I don't need you two anymore," a gentle but frightening voice carried the words. It was through this voice that she had learned the witch's name first time.

"Yes, master," Natalia said, her voice full of acceptance.

As Natalia led the three of them to the altars, the clowns went through the door they had come out of and left the garden. Miki reached for the altar more gently than Rie had expected her to, as if she wasn't the child who had just cried.

Beth also was calm and confident. Rie couldn't help thinking, "How can she be so calm if she doesn't know what's going to happen here?"

When it was Rie's turn, she lay down on the altar without resistance, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. The altar was completely flat and hard because it was made of stone. When her skin touched the altar, Rie shivered with the cold of the stone.

A cloud had passed in front of the crescent moon and the moon's light was barely reaching them, and Rie's heart raced with fear as the wind picked up.

"Let's begin," the dangerous man smiled. His smile was by no means ugly, but the beautiful smile on his face managed to be terrifying. The man's golden eyes turned red as befitted a demon, the dangerous man was enjoying.

The moment his eyes turned red, Rie felt as if she was caught off guard, her whole chest swelled with fear. Her hands, knees and lips, every part of her body trembled as if it would never stop.

Fear, fear, fear.

All she felt, all she could feel was fear, Rie was afraid. Fear was coursing through every fiber of her body, every cell she had, at an incredible speed. She wanted to run away as the demon's smiling mouth opened wide and the black smoke poured out of it and rushed into the bodies of the three little girls.

Why had she given up her attempts to escape in the first place? She was just like Miki before. She was crying, screaming and making a tremendous effort to escape while punching and kicking her captors.

This was a place where she absolutely shouldn't be. She knew it, she knew it as if it were the only truth in the world that he shouldn't be here.

So why did everything start to feel normal? Both the clowns and the witch were extremely frightening. Why was it that at first she was afraid of them, but very soon she began to see them as if they were her friends? How could she have been so stupid to think that they were harmless people? How could she believe that such scary people could be good people?

"No, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! NO!!!"

Rie cried out, using all the strength in her small body to get up from the altar, but she couldn't. It was as if her body was nailed to the altar. Tears were splashing everywhere as she tossed her head from side to side.

Miki and Beth's situation was no different from Rie's. Both girls, like Rie, were in the grip of deep terror. They were struggling, screaming and trying with all their might to escape, but no matter how hard they tried, it was futile. They, everyone here, were little insects caught in a spider's web, and with the spider's venom coursing through their veins, they had no chance of escaping the fate that awaited them.

As the black smoke from the demon's mouth traveled through Rie's body, she felt as if a spider was crawling over her body on its small, slender legs.

The odorless black smoke did not stop at enveloping Rie's body. It entered through the girl's nose, who was already breathing hard, and filled her lungs as if it would burst them. She opened her mouth to scream as her lungs burned and the black smoke wasted no time and entered her mouth as well.

The outside and the inside of her body were covered in black smoke, and the curse that had seeped into her began to burn her cells. The burning was so intense that Rie felt her body was hotter than the stars.

Now, surrounded by black smoke, she could neither move nor scream nor breathe.

Her eyes, her nose, her lungs were burning and her mind was drifting in and out of darkness. She felt that if she surrender her mind to the darkness, if she let it sink into the darkness, she would be doomed.

As Rie struggled with her situation, her ears heard a loud explosion from Miki's location and the right side of her body was covered in hot blood and flesh. Rie didn't even think about it.

"It's a shame, although it looked like she was going to make it." The demon spoke cheerfully.

The same sound that had just come from Rie's right side soon came from her left side. The left side of her body was covered in blood and bits of flesh, just like the right. Rie didn't care about that either, she didn't have the luxury to think about anyone but herself.

Rie's torture continued for several minutes.

Finally, when the clouds cleared over the moon and the moon's light fell on Rie, the black smoke disappeared.

What was left behind were the pieces of flesh of the two girls who had been alive a few minutes before, a demon smiling in satisfaction, a witch watching the events with a sad face, and a little girl whose hair once had been as brown as soil. Now her hair was white as cotton.