Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 375: Heart of Hell
"Please take me away from this damn place!"

The vibration had just subsided when Karak grabbed Noshir's shoulders with great excitement and said this to him.

But Noshil's expression did not change at all. He had expected what was happening before his eyes. Noshil was the only one who knew how much Karak wanted to leave this hellhole, except for herself.

Her hatred for hell was deep in her bones. There was nothing for her to miss in this damn place. Dignity, respect, friendship, love, these were not too many things Karak desired, but in hell, she could get nothing.

On the first day she arrived in this hellish place, her heart was brutally cut out, so fast that she didn't even have time to react. After a part was replaced, she was thrown directly into the battlefield, facing terror and blood, violence and cruelty. She was just 16 years old that year, and now she has spent eight full years in hell.

If there was a chance to escape from this quagmire, no matter what kind of opportunity it was, Karak would choose to do it. In the original timeline, she even took the initiative to board a Nautilus battleship of the Mind Flayer, alone.

Although she did successfully return to the main material plane in the end, she also paid a price for her reckless behavior. This price was far more than just having a little resident in her head. The more important reason was...

In the following time, Noshir did not say anything on his own initiative. He just silently stopped his violent state, revealed his true face, and then listened quietly to Karak telling her past. He hoped that after hearing this, Noshir would be able to take her away from hell.

And Noshir did not stop Karak from telling the story. Although he had known the news she said a long time ago, he still listened to Karak's story, acting as a quiet and loyal listener, silently feeling the pain and torture that Karak had suffered in these eight years.

Noshir could feel that Karak was confiding in someone. For eight years, she had never said these words to any devil, because saying these to them would only bring contempt and ridicule. But in front of Noshir, a fellow devil, Karak finally put down her disguise for the first time in a long time.

"... Oh, sorry, I got a little too excited, soldier."

Karak rubbed the corners of his eyes with his left hand. This young lady had just shed tears. Although they were tears of joy, she still felt embarrassed to shed tears in front of strangers.

Noshir shook his head to show that he didn't care, and after Karak had straightened his appearance, he straightened his expression and spoke to Karak.

"I believe what you just said, and I can take you away from here."

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Hearing Noshir's words, Karak opened her mouth in shock. She was so shocked that her vocal cords could only make such a dull sound. Noshir was a little worried that she would be too frightened and faint. But before Noshir could open his mouth to persuade her, Karak's huge voice cheered and screamed loudly!
"Oh my God!!! Are you serious?! Do you really believe what I said?! Thank you! Thank you Noshir! Thank you Tyr! Thank you Lathander! Thank you for everything in this fucking world! I'm finally free!!!"

Noshier couldn't help but pick his ears.

"Fuck you Zariel! Fuck you Hell! Fuck you Gortash!!! Baldur's Gate!!! Karak is coming back!!!!!! Yeah yeah yeah!!!"

With one cry higher than another and incomparable excitement, Karak vented her excitement and passion without reservation! After sinking in hell for such a long time, she finally heard such wonderful good news for the first time!
Such emotions even infected Noshir, and he was happy for Karak from the bottom of his heart. Being able to leave this damn hell two years earlier was certainly something worth celebrating, but...

"But wait, Karak."

Noshil's words finally temporarily broke Karak out of her emotional frenzy, but although she was no longer shouting, her face was still filled with incomparable excitement. That happy expression even made Noshil not want to continue talking, but if Karak wanted to live completely in the main material plane, then this matter must be resolved.

"Karac, you said before that your heart was modified by Zariel. She replaced your heart with a Hellfire machine. The fire of Purgatory is burning in your body all the time. I can hear the danger just from the description. If you leave Hell, I guess it is bound to cause the Hellfire engine in your body to malfunction, which will lead to some very serious consequences." Yes, this is what Noshir has been worried about. Karak's Hell Heart is a unique specialty of Hell. The Hellfire in its heart can only burn in a relatively stable manner when it is in the realm of Hell.

Once the external environment is not harmonious, Hellfire will actively expand and transform the surrounding environment into a style suitable for its burning and survival. However, that is the fire located in the heart of Karak. If that thing really wants to expand, the first step is to burn Karak itself into ashes.

These are all things that happened in the original history of the game, and are also the biggest obstacle for Karak to return to the main material plane from hell, because according to the original plot, even at the end of the game, the protagonist team has not found a way to completely solve this heart problem.

Among the many endings of the game, there are only two ways to avoid Karak's death. Either transform into a spirit-sucking being and completely solve the problem of dependence on this heart by changing species, or return to hell and come under Zariel's control again (in fact, there is a third way, that is, Gail, the main controller of the lover line, becomes a god, and then ascends to the Pantheon with Karak, but the protagonist did not play that update when he traveled through time, so he does not know).

"what?"

Noshir had explained it very clearly, but these words still made Karak a little overwhelmed. The heart of hell did bring her a lot of pain, but it also brought her considerable power. It can be said that without this heart, Karak would never have been able to survive in hell for so long. But now Noshir said that this heart of his might kill her in the future.

"Ha, you must be kidding, soldier. In order to prevent me from getting too complacent, Zariel has used this tactic many times in the army. I can see through it at a glance. But you are right. I seem to be a little too complacent. When I return to the main material plane, I will definitely treat you..."

"No, Karak, I'm not kidding. What I said is true. I have done some research on these constructs. What I told you before was absolutely not an exaggeration."

"The Hell Machine is a delicate and ingenious creation. In the past, they were installed in machines that looked like dead objects, so there was nothing to be careful about. But you are different. You are the only one I know who can install the Hell Machine in his body. But your body is much more fragile than those steel creations. If you want to maintain the operation of the machine in your body, you must have a fairly stable environment to achieve this goal, and Hell is that environment."

"…You have to be kidding me."

Karak didn't want to accept this outcome. Freedom was only one step away from her, but now someone told her that the so-called freedom did not belong to her.

"Is there no other way? Oh, my maintenance officer! Maybe I can tie him up! That guy has been responsible for repairing my heart. He must know how to solve my problem!"

At this moment, Karak was like a drowning man who was trying to grab the last straw. The maintenance officer of the Hellfire Heart might indeed know the solution to this problem, but each of these maintenance officers who mastered high-end secrets was a senior craftsman, and their daily life was in Zariel's flying fortress.

Not to mention how far they were from the flying fortress, and they were about to leave Hell, so the round trip would not be enough time. Even if there was enough time, there was no way they could break into Zariel's flying fortress, rob people and leave alive.

"Could it be... this is my..."

clap clap!

Noshir clapped his hands, attracting Karak's attention.

"What are you thinking about? Didn't I say I know a little bit about constructs? If you really want to leave here, then follow me. Give me some time. Maybe I can figure out a solution for you."

(End of this chapter)