Digitize: Rebirth of the Silver Death God

Chapter 137: The Master of Horrors

In the depths of the dark looming palace, bypassing a hall of unusual sculptures of monsters and odd wall mounted lamps whose fires burned in a blueish hue. One would see a paved floor lined with a red cloth with bones of distinct species littered at its corners.

Curiously, beyond these 'ornaments,' peering towards the end of this gloomy hall one would see a door. A massive door no smaller than the doorway to enter the palace from its base floor, it glowed in dim lights as a vague mist spewed from beneath it.

Suddenly, a light noise was heard as the towering door opened with a loud creak as it revealed what seemed like a royal chamber. Here, though misty and bleak, was still partly visible as it was doused by the reddish hue from the looming crescent and red flares that burned from the mounted lamps.

Looking around one would see a throne at the end of a flight of stairs along with a few trinkets and ornaments, being metallic armors that stood in stillness beside tall pillars.

At this time, a shadowy hunched back figure soon after appeared at the entrance of the door, moving towards the depths of this chamber. There, in a spacious corner positioned at the side of a large stain glass window was another silhouette clad in a black coat with his back facing the world as his arms danced left and right.

With each movement of his fingers, the high pitch sounds of an instrument echoed from before him as one could distinctly make out the shape of a pipe organ. His angular face with a sharp-pointed horned on his forehead, hidden by the shadows cast by the loosely hung curtains from the windowsill, causing only his ominous-looking eyes that glowed in red color to reveal itself.

The horned figure continued to play his dismal music only coming to a halt as the shadowy hunched back figure stopped a few meters behind him, as if he sensed his presence, the horned figure smirked and spoke, 'What of our guests?'

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The shadowy hunchback figure halted for a moment before he spoke, "Great Master of Horrors, they've all entered the palace halls, and should by now be stuck with the outer sectors of the labyrinth."

The Master of Horrors hearing those words frowned as he asked, "Then, why are you here?"

The shadowy hunchback figure hesitated for a bit before he spoke again, "M... Master, there has been an accident, that boy you told me to observe, he and his companions have all vanished."

The Master of Horrors had an annoyed look as his eyes glowed even brighter, he slowly stood up from around the pipe organ, reaching a height that was no less than five meters as he glared down at the shadowy hunchback figure, causing the latter to gulp as he trembled.

"Listen here, Crooked, I want all of those strange lives captured, as for that boy... bring him, to me!"

Crooked swallowed his saliva as he bowed politely and spoke in a respectful tone, "As the master wishes."

Following those words, his figure began to slide back into the darkness as he faded from the room. Not long after, the Master of Horrors then turned his attention onto the window, gazing at the looming moon in the sky, as if it felt his gaze, two sinister eyes opened and stared at him, having the same color and aura as that of his own.

"A dungeon? A test? I don't know how you've managed to find here, but you are in for a rude awakening. Huhuhu!"

Following those words, the Master of Horrors started to laugh in a sinister manner, sounding throughout the entire world as it stirred the Man-Eating Crows on the outside, causing them to soar about in a wild manner with a dense will that could chill any living being's soul.

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Within another location, one enshrouded by dimness as only the vaguest of light sources shone from the distant edges, one would hear the sounds of water leaking from the surface as it dripped onto the floor. A group of individuals could vaguely be made out within this area, lying on the ground in an unconscious state.

Suddenly, a pipeline that shone from distant lights, released a droplet of water which fell and landed onto the face of a handsome silver-haired youth, who soon after twitched before slowing opening his eyes due to the disturbance.

'Where where is this?' Nero thought as he looked around the dim room in silence, what would have normally been a dark scene to others was clearly viewable in his eyes due to his innate talent, the Reaper's Eye.

He noticed that other than a sight of boundless tall pillars, a soggy floor paved with concrete and bundles of bones, there was nothing else around, nothing but the vague light source from a distant corner leading to an unknown location.

Nero thought to himself for a moment as he concluded, 'So that's what happened, that accident had more or likely sent us to some special place, it's likely that this is some dangerous area hidden away from the others. However, aren't dangers a source for opportunities?'

As if Adult Nero heard him, he spoke in reply, "Indeed, but that depends on whether you're strong enough to face those dangers."

Nero gulped hearing those words, but he soon after gripped his fists tightly as a determined look came into his eyes when he spoke out loud, "Hmph! I won't give up even if I fall into hell."

Adult Nero chuckled at this and said nothing in reply, Nero was feeling high spirted and wanted to stand up, but sadly, he found that his body had grown a lot weightier. A series of soft and pleasant objects pressed tightly against his upper and lower body, causing him to feel a surge of comfort and momentary bliss.

'Hmm, this what the heck?' Nero thought as he moved his attention from the roof and surroundings onto his chest, but as he did this, his eyes widened as he saw a scene he had never before witnessed in his entire life.