I Created the Myth of the Old Ones
Chapter 987

"Story"

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The Man of Darkness was surrounded by dazzling colors that did not belong to this world. Within those colors was an abundance of brilliantly multicolored black. The hues twisted and inverted, and merely looking at them would cause one's reason to collapse and one's mind to go insane.

But to the Man of Darkness, this was not much of a problem.

Yet he remembered that Charlotte had done something similar before. Having learned his lesson, the Man of Darkness immediately stepped forward and walked out of this illusion.

He found that the room in the Ruined City was gone. Instead, there was a barren wasteland around him. It seemed that only dusk existed here. The setting sun dragged out long shadows, while a ghostly green flame tore through the twilight in the sky, shining brilliantly.

The earth was cracked, and blazing flames surged from within, as if they wanted to devour all things.

This was a planet that had already fallen silent in death.

The Man of Darkness found it very interesting. Following the connection in the void, he gave it a sharp tug, as if pulling on a rope.

His entire body immediately traversed the space between realms once more, arriving atop a reef.

An endless ocean surrounded him. The waves churned, and something seemed to be stirring restlessly within the dark green seawater.

The Man of Darkness leaped again, plunging into the sea.

The instant he touched the water, he fell into a desert. The nearby dunes writhed incessantly like worms, while a gigantic pyramid in the distance inspired awe.

The Man of Darkness found this somewhat strange. He climbed to his feet and advanced toward the pyramid over the gravel. In moments, he arrived before it. Looking at the enormous sealed door, he reached out and pushed

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