Chapter 67

However, unlike the elves, the thing in front of me looks exactly like a human. An average, female human barely 5ft 4 chest long black hair, dark brown eyes, and an average outfit one wouldn't glance at twice.

She was the embodiment of average, almost to a creepy level.

I was not quite sure what was wrong with her, maybe it was her skin, he normal teeth, her normal smile, and he naturally long and straight hair without a sign of being disheveled.

Her clothes as well looked completely clean, as if she had just been thrown into this world, yet not even I had the luxury of keeping clothes that were completely intact since my shirt had a hole in it from when I had died.

While at first, I had thought that maybe her eyes were just a dark brown, the hollow bottomless depth within them said otherwise, making me finally realize that not only did her eyes become dark like an infinite abyss, but the area around me had to become visibly dim compared to when I had last remembered it.

'Wait... Weren't there a few hours left until nightfall?' I asked myself visibly confused to see the lunar light barely pass through the canopy of the forest due to all the leaves and branches that were in the way.

However, even though I had looked away for a second, my eyes landed on the woman before me and began looking at her eyes once again.

"What are you?" I asked, taking a step back towards the area where the scent came from.

I hadn't come all this way to simply go back without having gotten anything, so of course, the least I could do was find the source of the smell so I could maybe return later.

However, as I stepped back, I watched the woman step forward, the shadows somehow being manipulated to keep most of her body from being seen by me from the angle I stood at.

Yet, even though I could barely see most of her body, there was one thing I could see and that was her facial expression.

The moment I had asked the question, the thing had tilted its head to the right by a few angles to express its confusion, just to give out an unsettling motherly smile towards me, as if it was trying to lure me into a sense of comfort by somehow telling me that everything would be 'fine'.