Ark Undead

"Weave it into a necklace and keep it safe. One day, you will need it."

cough!

The Doctor coughed painfully from beneath his mask, waving to Kal'tsit, who was trying to help him up, to stop her.

A woman who always disagreed with the doctor. At this moment, however, she chose to trust the doctor one more time.

"Amiya, go and grow. If one day you feel you need me, come back here and wake me up."

He stood up and, under everyone's gaze, faced this area that no one had ever heard of before, waiting for the people behind him to leave.

Amiya and Kal'tsit were the last to leave. Even when only the two of them remained, the Doctor did not open the door for them.

Just before Kal'tsit took the final step, the Doctor called her back.

"Kal'tsit".

"Ok?"

Kal'tsit turned around, reluctant to part with Amiya who was still young. But she also turned around to look at the man who had accompanied her all the way.

The doctor, with his back to them, began to speak.

"Do you remember the god I told you about before, the one who existed before the ages?"

"Hmm... I remember, you called him... Lord Cinder?"

"Remember this well, his name is Undead. But if you are lucky enough to meet him, remember to call him Lord Ashes."

At this point, the doctor stretched out his hand and placed it on the wall next to him.

The lights on both sides gradually went out, leaving only the last sound echoing in the corridor.

"The hunter of gods, the nameless seeker of kings, the last Lord of Cinder. If I could gain his help, I could remain invincible even without my wisdom."

As the light faded, even the figures became blurry.

"But didn't you say he had disappeared?!"

Kal'tsit shouted.

How do you know when he'll show up?!

"Gods reign in times of prosperity, heroes are born in times of hardship. This land will eventually find its savior."

In the darkness where no light could be seen, the sound of a door opening could be heard, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

"In the endless darkness, a tiny flame will ignite; that is the flame passed down by the kings."

boom...

With a muffled thud, the door slammed shut, completely isolating everyone outside.

This is not any known material, and even Kal'tsit couldn't find a way to crack it.

They had no choice but to follow the doctor's instructions and bring him here, while the rest of the people left to retrieve their old belongings.

But this is their only solution in this current predicament.

Kal'tsit gently pulled Amiya's head into her arms.

Before anyone knew it, Amiya's face was streaked with tears.

She felt a heavy burden, and it was from this day that Amiya began to formally learn how to manage the Tower of Babel... no, its current name should be Rhodes Island.

From this day forward, there will be no more Tower of Babel; the reborn Rhodes Island will replace the ruins of the old era.

The two, one big and one small, turned and left the boundless darkness.

Seeing that the two had also come out, Ace, after receiving Kal'tsit's instruction, pressed the switch on the wall beside him.

The entire ground rose up, burying the secrets underground once more.

"Let's go."

...

As memories flashed by, Amiya felt that the past three years had passed far too quickly.

Back then, I didn't know what responsibility was. Although I still don't fully understand it now, one of my shoulders is already bearing its weight.

Facing the door again, Amiya felt a little short of breath.

She didn't know what would become of the Doctor, nor did she know if the Doctor was still alive.

I just hope that the doctor won't become too unfamiliar, and that I'll still have the chance to get to know him again.

Taking a deep breath, Amiya removed the ornament from her necklace, went to the wall, and gently pressed the fragment down.

At that moment, countless cracks suddenly appeared on the entire wall, from which blinding white light seeped out.

At the middle of the gate at the end of the road, a huge beam of light flashed from top to bottom for a long time before finally fading away.

Then, accompanied by a slight tremor, the door in front of everyone slowly opened.

Ace unconsciously gripped the great shield in his hand, and Nearl also frowned slightly, gripping his shield and warhammer in both hands.

This is a warning against the unknown, after all, no one knows what will appear behind this door.

As long as he was immortal, he always felt that this scene was very familiar.

It felt so familiar, I even had a gut feeling that I had experienced it myself.

At the same time, a sigh suddenly sounded beside the Undead's ear.

? !

The immortal turned his head to look.

He was the last in line, with no one standing beside him and not a single person in the corridor behind him.

But it couldn't be a hallucination. The Undead had enough confidence in his hearing to know that it wasn't a hallucination.

However, this was no time to dwell on such things; Amiya had already led her people inside.

The Undead could only keep this sigh and question in their hearts and continue on with the group.

The entire room was somewhat unimaginable.

After going more than fifty meters underground, how could there be such a place?!

It's wide enough for dozens of people to stand side by side. Even if you jump, it's only about a quarter of the height of the space.

What's even more chilling is that, despite the size of the space, there's nothing in the entire room except for something that looks like a coffin.

It was so clean, as if someone came to clean it every day. Not only could you not see it, but you couldn't even feel a speck of dust. But this cleanliness made people feel inexplicably uneasy.

It felt as if simply standing here would take something away from me.

With nothing else in the room, everyone's attention was focused on the only coffin.

The materials used to make this coffin are exactly the same as those used to make the previous corridor and the entire room, as if the coffin was already an integral part of the room when it was being built.

Amiya stepped forward, stood before the closed coffin, and extended her hand.

Faced with the sealed coffin, Amiya didn't know how to open it, but she had to try and figure it out.

So she reached out her hand and placed it on the coffin, trying to find some kind of switch.

But when the girl placed her hand on the coffin, the coffin stirred.

A pristine white cube rose from directly above the coffin. Then, milky-white light emanated from several faces of the cube, scanning the entire room.

However, a second later, the cube lost its color and sank back into the coffin.

Then, a crack appeared directly above the coffin, and unidentified materials on both sides split open in different directions.

Nothing shocking happened, and no unusual events occurred.

Amiya only saw a familiar figure lying in the coffin.

He clasped his hands together and placed them below his chest.

There was no movement, no breathing, just like a sculpted statue, lying quietly in the box containing the cultural relic, waiting to be awakened by future generations.

"PhD!"

Amiya couldn't help but cry out. Before the entire coffin lid could be completely opened, she had already reached the side and touched the figure lying quietly inside.

Hearing Amiya's call, Ace, who was standing behind Amiya, quickly went forward to check on the Doctor's condition.

Margaret and the Undead were curious, and they couldn't help but take two steps forward, wanting to see what the guy lying in the coffin looked like.

The protective suit was entirely black, with blue stripes on the shoulders and some fine details of the clothing, and beneath the outer layer of the protective suit was a white isolation layer.

He even wore a thick mask on his face, making it impossible for anyone to see his appearance.

He was like a creation that did not belong to this world, exuding an aura of being out of step with the times.

Is this what a PhD is like?

The Undead strained his memories to find anyone who resembled the doctor. But he couldn't find even a matching image; there simply wasn't anyone who looked like that.

"Senior Ace, please help me lift the Doctor up, I can hear him breathing!"

Amiya's urgent voice and the two hands reaching out to the Doctor brought the Undead back to his senses.

The Doctor was lifted up from the sides of the coffin by Amiya and Ace.

"Doctor! Doctor!"

Amiya grasped the Doctor's hand, trying to make him hear her voice.

"Doctor, can you hear me?!"

"Cough...cough cough!"

A slightly deep male voice came from under the mask. He coughed twice, his voice very moist, as if there was foam stuck in his throat.

Amiya gripped the man's hand tightly, and Ace, unsure whether to move or not, simply remained in the current position.

"I..."

The voice was filled with an indescribable confusion.

"I am..."

It was just as the two of them lifted him up that everyone saw the man called the Doctor.