All Chapters of The Squalor Bastard Becomes The Gravemarch: Chapter 51
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Descent into Demon's Territory
A few seconds after his reckless leap, Won was violently slammed by the jet-black ocean. He fought his way to the surface, immediately swimming, his eyes locked onto the new, forbidding shoreline—a coastline that looked black and sickly from his current position.The sharp, salty water stung his eyes and filled his mouth. “Lucky the bag is waterproof!” he thought, his meager planning paying off.He maintained a frantic, powerful pace toward the shore. He was almost there when the water before him violently erupted. Something huge and monstrous arose, its giant maw lined with hundreds of razor-sharp teeth, spraying the corrosive black ocean water everywhere.“FUCK!” he spat out the water, throwing ever
The Demon's Lullaby
The vast, jagged trash mountain shuddered as the Demon of Vulshy tossed aside the remains of its meal, a silent statement of its power, and slunk off into the night. Won felt a wave of cold relief, though he knew he couldn't risk another night in this place.He needed a secure shelter. This demon was clearly not the ultimate apex predator of the Veyne, but it was dangerously stronger than him. The night was still long, and he desperately needed more rest to conserve energy for the coming day. He lay back down, closing his eyes, letting the ceaseless, rhythmic splashing of the black ocean become a menacing lullaby.He could hear the distant, mournful howling of various sea monsters—he couldn't tell if it was the colossal one that had nearly consumed him hours ago.Restless, he sat up again. He rummaged through
Calculus of Survival
They needed water. The supply Won had scavenged was critically low, portioned at a meager 240 milliliters each—barely enough to last a single day and far below the minimum requirement.To escape this desolate island, they had to move smart. Crossing the ocean on a simple boat was a death wish, a fate their companions had narrowly escaped. They required a plan, and power, that transcended simple transport.“We can’t touch anything growing in this forest,” Blossom stated, her voice sharp with caution. “We don’t know what kind of poison runs through them.”“The food I grabbed won’t last us even a few days here,” Won countered, his patience thin. “We have to find another food source.”“So what's yo
The Weight of Secrets
Won sat by the crackling fire, watching the monster meat sizzle as the sun began its descent. They had made camp deep in the forest—still not entirely safe, but with three of them, they stood a better chance against the Demon if it decided to visit.He watched the Terrapuses in the distance, hurrying back to the black ocean. He’d thought their earlier slaughter had significantly reduced their numbers, yet here they were, seemingly endless.Noah and Blossom had gone to scout for trees that could be used to build a sturdy boat.Won pulled out the book Leo had given him and started reading again. A dull ache of uncertainty persisted in his mind: Was Leo really alive?About half an hour later, his two teammates retu
The Burden of Knowing
After their quick, grim meal, Won left the camp. He told them he needed to follow the Demon to secure a water source, but in truth, he needed to get away. He needed to think.Though his teammates offered to join, he refused. He needed silence because the confusion swirling in his head was a bigger threat than the Demon itself.The words Wynn had spoken after Aviva’s murder were hammering against his skull: “Someone who knew how to bypass the wards, how to break an ancient binding spell, and how to summon an instant Veyne.”Every terrifying detail pointed to Leo.It didn't matter how desperately Won wanted to deny it. What if Leo, driven by the savage trauma of his family’s murder, was trying to gain
A Demand for Strategy
“Let’s not waste energy on a Safe Veyne. We need to save our power,” Noah said firmly, carefully placing soft, insulating grass he’d gathered onto the ground. He looked at Blossom. “You can sleep here.”“I’ll take the first watch, and Won, you can crash there,” he added, pointing to a similar, soft grass mattress laid out across from Blossom.Won didn't argue. He needed sleep more than he needed caution, his body still deeply fatigued from the use of his disguise bearing.“Wake me up the instant anything gets close,” he muttered, giving Noah a passing nod.Noah sat down by the small, contained fire, closing his eyes and drawing a slow, deep breath. Won watched him for a silent moment. He was reminded of a
The Cave Attack
After shaping the trunks for the boat, Noah turned to Won. “Won, can you take me to that cave?”“Why?” Won asked, gulping down water. “Can you read a monster’s mind too? That would be crazy.”Noah nodded. “Yeah. If Blossom’s right, they could be planning an attack. But since they haven’t hit us during the day, I need to know if they’re sensitive to the sun. You know demons tend to be sensitive to sunlight. If they weren’t, we’d already be dead, wouldn't we?”Won agreed. “Alright, let’s go before the sun drops. We still have some time.”Blossom headed off to shower, covered in the slime and blood of their earlier hunt.“
On Call, On Instinct
When Won finally opened his eyes, he was in the middle of absolute darkness. He slowly sat up, straining to see. There was light, but it wasn’t sourced from anywhere visible. The faint illumination only highlighted how utterly dark, massive and empty this new place was.He looked down at his chest. There was no hole, no blood, no sign of the grotesque damage inflicted by the Demon's tentacle moments before.“Am I dead?” he muttered, slowly rising to his feet, scanning the endless void.DUM!DUM!DUM!A sound like an immense gong echoed through the space, vibrating through his very bones, confirming his suspicion. He knew exactly who he
Forgotten Plan
“That was the last knight guarding the King,” Noah said, his voice flat with certainty, as they sat by the meager fire, picking at cooked terrapuses’ meat.“What was its rank? My Codex Map was silent,” Won said, chewing slowly.“Same here. It might be because the knight was bound directly to its King. I don’t really know the mechanics,” Blossom muttered, inspecting her piece of meat.“And we got three cores in total. The Demon—or Knight, whatever—was a hybrid of three creatures: gorilla, octopus, and crab. That could be why. Maybe the King deliberately forged it that way,” Won theorized.“The King has now lost all its protectors. That was the most trusted one. I think the King will simply withe
A Twisted Reflection
Won sat alone by the water's edge, utterly still. His two friends, his two shields in this nightmare, were now a horrifyingly affectionate couple on the other side of the clearing, making out non-stop.Everything was wrong. Everything had been turned upside down. Something dark had definitely happened after he’d succumbed to sleep last night.“Woco?” Won called, his voice tight inside his mind. “Don’t tell me you can’t advise me now. What in the world happened to them?”“They are currently being hypnotized, Ashen Won. Blossom showed a brief sign of resistance, but her spiritual energy was instantly drained and suppressed,”
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