CHAPTER 80

A thousand years with no one to talk to was more than enough to deprive her of speech. The voice—faintly familiar—stirred the vocabulary that lay somewhere deep in her memories, but all she could produce was an incomprehensible cry.

“Mmm…”

She had been here for so long. Long enough that she had lost all sense of time entirely.

The girl had been bored to death.

Even after she’d ruined lands, devoured islands, drank up the ocean, and fought to the death.

Even after she’d sacrificed all her memories, feelings, and nothing was left in this abyss.

All there was to do was eat or be eaten.

That was about to change.

“Mm! Mm!”

The clouds creaked once again.

Finally, the bend was breaking past its limits.

A small hole opened in the haze.

It was only big enough for her hand, but it was still a hole that led outside.

A way out.

She could leave this place.

Escape from the fog.

But… What kind of place was outside, exactly?