Nameless King

Wain is used to trusting his instincts. Moreover, his instincts had gotten much better ever since the apocalypse began, and he has obtained a soul. Wain didn't believe that danger could come from the chest, but he simply had no other options.

'Unbelievable, instead of a bounty chest, I met Mimic. But, is it supposed to be like this? I must have acted too lightly, though. I thought I'd defeated all my opponents and was entitled to a reward. But is life really that simple? I'd forgotten it wasn't a game.' Wain thought and prepared for battle.

After the battle with the ants, he did not have much strength left, but he had to deal with one enemy. Moreover, he wondered how the living chest would fight him.

Suddenly the chest opened, and Wain saw a not very pleasant sight. His reward was supposed to be a large number of sharp teeth and a huge, long tongue. If any living creature got into that mouth, it would be torn apart.

Wain was about to attack, but suddenly Mimic's silhouette blurred. The next moment Wain saw a tongue rushing toward him. He tried to cut him with his sword, but Mimic's tongue snatched his sword.

Mimic then kicked Wain in the stomach and sent him flying. Wain hit the wall and glared at his enemy.

'I couldn't cut through his tongue because of mere saliva? Moreover, this blow was powerful. If not for my armor, my rib cage would have been broken.' Wain thought.

He swung his hand, and a dark sword appeared beside him. Wain acted cautiously. He was human and could die if his head was bitten off, and Mimic could easily do that.

But, suddenly, strange things began to happen to the walls in this room. The passage was instantly covered with a strange liquid, black and viscous like ink. This liquid covered all the walls and the ceiling, and then Wain saw creepy mouths with white teeth appear on the walls.

They slowly began to close and open while snapping their teeth. As time passed, they accelerated and became like the sounds of a swarm of locusts.

"What the hell!" Proclaimed Wain.

It was like some nightmare come true. But, Wain quickly concentrated and focused all his attention on his opponent. Those mouths were creepy, but they couldn't kill him, unlike Mimic.

However, suddenly the walls began to move, or rather the ink became more and more, making it seem like the walls had come into motion. The jaws were slowly but surely approaching Wain.

Moreover, Mimic also didn't understand what was happening. He was supposed to kill Wain and get his power, but instead, the two of them were trapped in some kind of trap.

"Huh, it looks like there were two traps in the same room. That sounds more like a joke than the truth." Mumbled Wain and turned into lightning.

He instantly reached Mimic and started attacking him with all his might. Wain understood that Mimic was a dangerous opponent and an aggressive fighting style was too risky, but it was the fastest option.

Wain knew that if there were any way he could get out of this room, it would only be if he defeated Mimic. So he would fight as hard as he could without fear of being seriously wounded. At that moment, the most important thing was to survive and nothing else.

Mimic also understood the seriousness of the situation and began to fight with all his might. His mouth opened wide and his long tongue headed for Wain.

Wain jumped aside and attacked with his sword. Mimic tried to dodge, but suddenly Wain grabbed his arm, preventing him from moving. The next moment he thrust his sword blade deep into Mimic's flesh and swung the blade upwards.

Thus he cut Mimic almost in half, and the monster fell to the ground.

"Now, what am I supposed to do?" Wain thought, but suddenly Mimic's jaws slid open, and he clawed at Wain's leg with a death grip.

Wain didn't expect such an attack from an opponent he had just ripped open, but Wain reacted instantly.

He cut off Mimic's head, then used his hands to loosen his death grip and toss the toothy chest into the wall from behind everyone.

That's when Wain saw how dangerous the jaws in the walls are. They ate Mimic in an instant without leaving a trace of him.

"What? That's not normal..." Wain muttered as he watched the jaws devour Mimic's soul as well.

Mimic's soul was blue, which meant it was Rare Rated. Wain was hurt that he had lost such a soul. But what surprised him more was that some creature could eat the soul.

After he defeated Mimic, Wain thought that he would figure out how to get out of this room, but no. No exit or hidden passageway opened.

The toothy jaws gradually closed in on Wain, and he decided to stop them himself. He fired weapons at them and chopped the ink apart with his sword, but nothing worked. Even if he destroyed some of the jaws, they regenerated very quickly.

After a few seconds, Wain ran out of strength and could no longer maintain the Code of Light and Darkness.

'Damn, the situation couldn't be worse. I can barely move my right leg, and I have no idea how to deal with these jaws. I need to think of something right away.' Wain thought.

He looked coldly at the toothy mouths, then smiled and muttered, 'When the usual ways don't work, I have to go for something more unusual and radical.'

Wain's aura increased the next moment, and he attacked the toothy mouths like a distraught beast. He dipped his bare hands into the ink while his body was being devoured alive and tried to pull one of the jaws out.

Wain fought more fiercely and ignored his wounds. Dark energy gradually began to emanate from his body, which transformed into a large silhouette of jaws.

"Kill!" Wain's voice rumbled, and in a fit of rage, he bit off part of the mouth and dark ink.

The moment it did, a large eye, very much like a human eye, opened in the center of the room. The purple pupil of this eye glowed brightly, and this room began to collapse gradually.

The jaws and ink shattered into small shards just as the big eye did. Wain did not understand what was happening, but suddenly his body began to collapse as well.

Wain frowned and muttered to himself, "I got into this world by doing things others can't even imagine..."

"I can't die!" Wain shouted, and his aura increased several times.

That's when his body stopped disintegrating, and he realized he was in a strange space. All around him was pitch-black darkness and an unusual door.

"It's getting more and more like some kind of madness..." Mumbled Wain looking at the dark ink door. There were more than a hundred open eyes on that door.