The Outer God Needs Warmth

As I walked through the dark cave, I could see light in the distance.

Splash.

As I walked forward, I suddenly heard the sound of water. It was dark in the cave, so I couldn’t see well, but there was water pooled on the ground.

Fortunately, it wasn’t deep, so I could walk through it. As I stepped into the water, it rose up to my thighs.

The water was extremely cold.

If I were an ordinary person, my body would have turned blue by now, but I was fine. As I continued to push through the water, something caught my foot.

Thud.

It felt like something heavy was caught on my foot.

Curious, I touched it, and felt something soft and something hard, along with what seemed like cloth. It wasn’t dangerous. After all, there was nothing alive around here.

If there had been life, there would have been light.

But this place had none of that.

Thud.

Soon, I came to the entrance. There were many trees scattered around the entrance, making it darker than what I had seen in the cave, but once I stepped out, I could at least see my surroundings.

When the light shone, the identity of what had been flowing into the cave became clear.

A bloated corpse, half-melted by the water, was floating by. It was a boy and girl wearing clothes I had often seen at the Royal Academy. But I didn’t recognize their faces.

Moreover, their clothes were a mess, as Kanna’s memories would say. The styles were from different eras, entirely mismatched.

This wasn’t a real corpse; it seemed someone had staged this for display. The only one who would do such a thing would be the witch.

If you're going to do it, at least pay attention to the details. It looked like a cheap amusement park, as if no money had been spent on the setup.

Is the theme horror?