Its just for you

The "cemetery of the living"; as I decided to call this bizarre place; it consisted of five levels going downhill. The same scenario was repeated on the second level, only the space was wider, the walls turned gray, and a slight chilling breeze moved through the least expected places.

Everything was hermetically sealed, so I didn't want to know where that breeze was coming from, the light also dimmed every time I went down a step.

A part of my mind was distracted thinking about everything Sekhmet did. She had the right to do all that? Of course yes, after all they are her creations, their lives and her deaths were decided by her, but... that was possible until before I arrived, even if I spend little time with the Elves, they have become become an indispensable part of me.

Internally I decided to tame this "Lunatic Tree", by any means possible.

I followed Sekhmet's instructions, following my path, going down all the steps.

Silvie rested on my shoulder, I felt the need to put her to sleep temporarily until we reach our whereabouts.

The sight of all those inert bodies; despite not being dead; it was very unsettling, even my no longer normal mind felt numb and suffocated.

Since when have I been afraid of something like that?

Since the moment I died, I stopped being normal, so being afraid of these things embarrassed me deeply, calming my mind I hastened my steps.

[Wow, you stopped shaking]

(Shut up)

The unwelcome Sekhmet was an unwelcome consolation.

.....

[Hmm… you look a bit different… did something happen?]

(I was just thinking... why is there no light here!?)

If it wasn't for my ability to see in the dark, I would probably get lost.

[Duh, even though formations absorb mana from the environment it's better to save, right? Extra functions like lighting are a futile expense that only wears out the useful life of the formations]

(...)

I couldn't reply anything else.

*Ding*

While I was talking with Sekhmet a message filled my retina.

...

...

An unexpected benefit, after descending countless steps and reaching the fourth level, I felt that my mind had changed slightly.

Wandering through this absolute darkness was no longer as suffocating as before, but a slight stinging bothered the inside of my body, my soul felt tight as if it was trapped inside my body, something like wearing clothes that were not your size.

I just kept walking for another thirty minutes, even though I increased my speed I still didn't see the end of the road.

Another 10 minutes passed and I finally reached the end.

I was surprised to see the ostentatious door created from precious materials.

It was too big, even a titan could jump in and there would be no problem.

Me and a cane look at each other.

[...]

(...)

(Liar), all the way through the trip I got annoying talk about the importance of saving, but... seeing as even the floor was finely carved and its sole purpose was to be "pretty".

[Erhhh.... he wasn't like this when I left! All of this should be smaller... at least until 180,000 years ago]

(...)

(Your main body doesn't tell you what's going on?)

[...]

[I use my right to remain silent]

(...)

[Argh, ok... don't look at me like that... normally I shouldn't interfere much with my creations so I can only observe and should only act when there is danger of extinction, I usually stay locked in there... when I get stressed I start building things and maybe things got out of control... besides...]

(Just open the doors), cutting off all her excuses, we decided to go inside.

.....

(If you want I can be your friend?), I answered honestly.

[*Sobbing* Shut up, Idiot!] Although her voice seemed sad, she was even more embarrassed.

Although the room could be called an "imaginative whirlwind" it was very sad and strange.

Although I was labeled as a "lonely" before I died, this was beyond any concept.

[Don't touch that!]

(Tsk)

Apparently she spent countless years alone, its allowed Sekhmet to master many arts, she didn't say it directly but seeing the huge painting; where Nol was drawn; I was able to understand it.

This woman is obsessed with Nol?

.....

[...]

(...)

(I think... we should burn this)

[Y-You're right!]

Apparently the main body of Sekhmet was also a writer... but she belonged to the darker and more repulsive side.

I don't even want to mention what I saw.

After exploring the whole place we arrived at a large table and in front of it was the inert body of Sekhmet.

[...]

(...)

[Why are we silent?]

(...)

(Aren't we keeping respect for her?)

[...]

[Pfff]

[Hehe, did you think she was dead? She only sealed herself. That chair she's sitting on is special, so her curse can't kill her at the moment, you're looking down on me even if I lose my powers I could live millions of years]

(So, why did she get sealed?)

[I don't know...she maybe she got bored of everything? Tsk, she left all the work to me]

.....

(Move-in complete), Looking at the empty room, I let out a sigh.

[You can even save my body, how do you do it?], Sekhmet's excited voice tormented my ears.

Sekhmet was a jack of all trades, but a disaster at her main trade, though she would never admit it.

(It's time to go back, maybe we'll go back when there are three of us)

[I don't understand what you mean]

Ignoring Sekhmet's doubts, I looked at Silvie who was still sleeping.

Maybe I knocked her out too hard?

In total two and a half hours passed, it was time to return.