I’m the Only One With a Different Genre - I’m the Only One With a Different Genre chapter 91

91 – Do not delve too deeply into the mental world of comedy residents.

Shhhrk.

Blood flowed out from the torn clothes, mending the holes as if they were patched with fabric. The blood swirled for a moment before turning black and taking the form of fabric.

Even the traces of the attack that were visible disappeared. If it weren’t for the blood on his lips, it would have looked like he had avoided the attack.

“hahahaha… My attack was useless, huh?”

Potensien, with a completely distraught expression, laughed hollowly and covered his face with hands that had turned black at the fingertips.

“This, this can’t be. Something must have gone wrong!”

Potensien seemed to sob and scream in despair.

Slowly, the black sword spoke urgently, “Shall I attack first?”

[ He stole our lines, but we can’t stoop to his level! ]

The Mara sword, who threw out a line we’ve all heard before, saying that we shouldn’t be corrupted just because our opponent is doing evil deeds, seemed to think that his own words were very cool, muttering the same thing a couple more times, feeling proud.

While listening to the nonsense, Potensien, who was floating in the air, called out to someone in a gentle voice.

“Hamelina.”

The moment he uttered Hamelina’s name, Hamel, who was hiding inside Potensien’s pocket, slipped out.

“Will you not regret it?”

Although Hamel had only a handful of a body left, he was definitely a part of ‘that person’. Hamel already knew what Potensien wanted.

“Rather than dying as a powerless person, I’d rather become a part of ‘that person’ and make that guy my servant.”

“hehehe, that’s a good idea!”

As the eerie voice echoed, Hamel’s body, which seemed like it would scatter at any moment, began to swell like dry cotton soaked in water. Potensien could easily swallow him whole.

Hamel’s form was like a sinister black mist, and it had a strange flow of air. Facing the enlarged Hamel, Potensien said with a runny nose and tears.

“Ohh… my Lord!”

Thud!

That was Potensien’s last words.

Thump, thud!

“Umm, can you leave that as it is?”

[hehehehe, only those who don’t know ‘romance’ attack when their opponent awakens.]

Lian didn’t bother to point out that the sword’s words seemed like a deception that only the strong could do.

Potensien’s blood poured out onto the floor like rain, and a ruthless sound of something swallowing everything spread. Before a minute had passed, Potensien disappeared without a trace.

The black mist floating in the sky suddenly started to sway wildly.

“Ohhh.”

As the black mist moved ominously, a strange voice could be heard. It sounded like a woman’s voice and a man’s voice at the same time.

It was a bizarre voice that couldn’t be described precisely.

“I offer you as a sacrifice!”

Amidst the voice filled with ecstasy, Potensien’s voice resonated clearly. At the same time, the black mist gathered and took a perfect form.

‘Some sort of corrupted villain who has awakened.’

Although their appearance was exactly like Potensien’s, their clothes and atmosphere had changed to an overall corrupt feeling.

[Heh heh… Partner, how about we try doing something like that too?]

“What?”

[No, never mind. In order to imitate that, we need to first prepare a stage for corruption -…]

Listening to the murmuring sound of the demon sword lost in thought, Ri’an looked up at Potensien, who had opened both hands towards the sky.

“Are you going insane from getting hit too much?”

As if hearing such a sound, Potensien’s face slowly turned towards Ri’an.

His face… looked even more monstrous than before. Eyes were on his chin, lips were on his cheeks, and his tongue protruded from where his eyes used to be. The only thing in its proper place was his nose.

“I offer. I offer. I offer. I offer. I offer. I offer. I offer. I offer. I offer. I offer. I offer. I offer. I offer. I offer. I offer. I offer. I offer. I offer. I offer.”

The chilling sound, like scraping a chalkboard, spread like lightning, and Potensien suddenly disappeared from sight.

“…!”

Just like when a spear was thrust into his stomach, Ri’an realized that Potensien was right in front of him.

Crack -…

Long vertical lines appeared on his face and split apart on both sides. Through the gaps, dozens of gazes were fixed on Ri’an.

The inexplicable “thing” rushed towards Ri’an in an instant.

“What?!”

As if there was a black hole in Lian’s head, Hamul was sucked into Lian’s body. Startled, Lian stumbled back and felt around his head.

“What, what is it?”

He frantically felt around, thinking that maybe there was a hole in his head, but all he touched was his soft hair.

“Gargando, is there anything different about me?”

[Um, it seems like there’s nothing? What was that attack just now? Is it a cool way to exit?]

“Yeah…”

That was the only way to describe the situation.

“Oh! That’s not important right now! Noa and the others… huh?”

As Lian was speaking, he noticed that his vision was becoming blurry.

“Why is everything in front of me like this?”

Thud.

Thanks to plunging the magic sword into the ground, he didn’t fall, but it felt like his body could flip over at any moment.

[Why, why is this happening suddenly? Partner!]

Afraid that Lian would die like in the arena, he urgently shouted, but Lian’s head was swirling too much to respond.

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Thud.

At that moment, hurried footsteps ran towards where Lian was.

“Lian!”

It was Noah, who had fought off the monsters that Potensien released and ran to save Lian. As soon as Noah saw Lian in his sight, he shouted as if screaming.

Thud.

Before Noah’s voice reached her ears, Lianne collapsed.

***

During that time, Hamulina entered Lianne’s mind.

“What’s this?”

Hamulina was taken aback by the unexpected scenery.

“Why is it completely empty?”

Hamulina didn’t attack Lianne to make a “grand exit” as the Dark Sword had suggested. It was quite the opposite.

Hamulina offered the high-quality sacrifice, Potentien, to “that person” in order to borrow immense power.

No matter how strong Lianne’s mental strength was, it would be nothing compared to the power of “that person.”

Hamulina intended to return the favor to Lianne by infiltrating her mind, destroying her sanity, and fragmenting her soul to offer it to “that person.”

But… there was something that should naturally exist within a human, but it was absent here.

“Could it be that she wasn’t human? A sophisticated golem?”

The mental world that a human should possess was completely empty, with only darkness taking its place. When peering into that darkness, Hamulina’s body trembled.

It was eerie.

A thought briefly crossed Hamulina’s mind. She burst into laughter and raised her head. It was absurd for her, who had borrowed the power of “that person,” to feel creeped out by the empty mind of a mere human.

“Could it be that Potentien’s consciousness is still lingering?”

During the process of pulverizing Potentien and offering parts of it to “that person,” she hadn’t realized that some of it had remained in her body.

“Well, if it’s come to this, there’s no other choice. I’ll have to explode from within.”

By using the power of “that person,” she could interfere not only with Lianne’s mind but also with her body. Hamulina began to draw out the great power. A dark, sticky, and peculiar energy gathered in her hands.

Just facing it alone emitted a terrifying energy that could drive a person insane, and it faintly glowed at the tips of Hamulina’s hands.

I don’t know the principle behind it, but the surroundings were dyed in a grayish color.

Kurrrung, kwaaang!

When that energy left Hamul’s fingertips, it was as if a flickering flame had been thrown into an unfathomable hole, and a small part of the unfamiliar space brightened.

Since there was nothing in Lian’s spiritual world anyway, Hamul intended to cross the barrier of the mind and strike the body. With a confident smile, Hamul said,

“hehehe, how do you think this guy’s comrades will react when I blow up his body and escape?”

Hamul’s body trembled with the thought of devouring Lian’s desperate comrades.

“As soon as I get out, I’ll capture this guy’s soul and show them all the scene of his comrades being brutally murdered…”

In that moment, as Hamul muttered that, the attack that had been rushing forward with a terrifying sound suddenly extinguished like a candle in front of “something.”

“…?”

Hamul raised his head and looked at ◉.

◉ looked back at Hamul.

“Ah.”

As Hamul recognized ◉, everything was swallowed up. From the physical body given by “that person” to the transcendental mind—everything.

Only ◉ remained in the vacant mind.

***

Poof! Pop!

“You damn birdbrain, try to do better!”

The god of the comedy world stomped on the sparrow with stockings on its feet while holding a gamepad. Then, the sparrow cried out loudly, “Tweet, tweet!”

“Zoology, Animal Abuse!”

The god of the dark fantasy world either completely forgot his role as a deity or had truly become a fool. He dropped the gamepad from his hand and screamed, tears streaming down his face like beads.

“Oh no! I’m dead… sob!”

The god of the comedy world, who was annoyed by the game over screen, couldn’t stop himself from bursting out laughing.

“Huh? What’s this? I haven’t eaten anything, meow?”

As he regained his appetite, he tilted his head at the unfamiliar taste, then quickly grabbed a sparrow crawling on the floor.

“Oh well, let’s start the next round, meow!”

“Can I have some seasoning..?”