I'm the Only Totem in Another World - Chapter 136

Chapter 136: Possessed Wanderer’s Log （4）

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: I made a bed by weaving palm leaves.

（A picture of something resembling a bed, clumsily woven from palm leaves.）

I’m glad I could make it before sunset.

It was easier than making a fire. It’s big enough to stretch my legs out and sleep.

Isn’t this also a form of home decorating? I’m more excited than when I first got my own place.]

He’s a pretty positive guy.

Ah. I confirmed that he’s a middle-aged man in the post he uploaded earlier. He said he’s been married for 17 years and has two middle school sons.

Honestly, I was startled when Maljuk revealed his personal information. When users reveal their personal information in this community, it’s either when they’re dying or about to die.

Moreover, he’s a married man with two children. I was worried that he might go crazy when he realized he was trapped alone on a deserted island, leaving behind all his precious things.

Thanks to the passionate help and encouragement of the community users, it didn’t come to that.

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: The sun has set.

（A picture of a dark cave ceiling.）

I just lay down on the bed after fiddling with the fire to keep it from going out.

Today was the busiest and most fulfilling day of my life.

I was very confused by all this talk about games, Paladins, demons, and stuff, but it all seems like a distant story except for the fact that I’ve become stronger and am stuck on a deserted island.

I still can’t believe this is real. I’m too sleepy now, so I’ll think about it tomorrow.

Good night, everyone.]

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[Seonggiseonggisa: Good. Night~!]

[I Trusted the Monkey Man but: （Good night corn）]

[Dinosaur Punch: Tomorrow will be easier than today. Good job, and have a good night.]

[Close-Range Spy: Don’t think too deeply. Just accept it and think about how you’re going to live.]

[Goollreu: Old man, you’ve been through a lot.]

Today’s live survival show is over.

It was nice to be able to help someone, even remotely. I hope the deserted island Maljuk is living on isn’t too far from the continent.

“See you tomorrow.”

━ Sleep well.

As it happened, it was also time for Rake to sleep. This time, she chose a good place to sleep by raiding a house （Of course, it was a place ruled by a low-ranking demon.）

It’s still a long way to the area where the Night Stalker Demon lives. I hoped Rake would have a comfortable time and fell asleep.

It was a fun day. It felt like watching YouTube after a long time. YouTube with pictures instead of videos.

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[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: The fire went out…]

A post filled with worry was uploaded in the morning. I clicked on it and read the text. It was full of despair and misery.

Users tried to comfort him, but he seemed a bit discouraged at the thought of having to painstakingly rekindle the fire, as he posted the next message without much response.

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: I’m at a loss…

It must have been very windy last night. The wind seems to have blown into the cave and put out the fire.

I’ll have to make a fire in a deeper spot this time.]

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[Dinosaur Punch: You shouldn’t make a fire in a deep spot. You’ll run out of oxygen.]

[Goollreu: You know the cave could collapse if you’re not careful, right?]

[Skynet: You could get carbon monoxide poisoning if you make a fire in an enclosed space.]

I told him to build the fire right near the cave entrance because it was an unavoidable situation, but there’s nothing as dangerous as making a fire inside a cave.

It’s especially dangerous if the cave is made of limestone. There’s a reason why there are warning signs at the cave entrance telling people not to throw cigarette butts on the ground and not to make fires.

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: It took forever to rekindle the fire…]

A new post came up in the late afternoon. It was a post that made me feel how much he had struggled to rekindle the fire.

It was alright up to this point. Maljuk had regained his senses and was gathering food and piling up firewood to survive.

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: I’ve been talking to myself a lot. I must look crazy.]

It was after three days that he, who had been polite and gentle, began to become depressed.

I spent my time with Rake, traveling through various regions and defeating mid-ranking demons, and I checked his posts from time to time.

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: My sons appeared in my dream.]

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: I’m so tired and lonely.]

Day 4 of surviving on a deserted island. Rake and I subjugated two mid-ranking demons.

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: I miss my wife.]

Day 5. He only posted one message this day.

Rake and I met civilized survivors and sent them to Symphony with the ‘Follower Summoning’ blessing. It was convenient not having to tell them to go on their own or go with them.

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: Why do I have to suffer like this?]

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: What did I do wrong?]

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: Someone answer me! Please!]

Day 6. Maljuk-ajusshi was starting to lose it.

A person’s mind can crumble in an instant.

He must have been busy making fire, getting drinking water, finding food, and building a bed, but once the situation stabilized to some extent, he remembered what he had been forgetting.

His family and friends he left behind, and everything he had built up on Earth.

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: I want to eat meat, meat.]

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: Land meat, not these tiny fish that are hard to catch.]

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: I want to eat meat, you bastards!]

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: Yukhoe, barbecue, chicken, samgyeopsal, yooksashimi, galbi, sundaegukbap, jeyukbokkeum, kimchi jjigae, fuck!]

Now users had lost interest in Maljuk. They lost interest in him as he went crazy, and seeing him made them realize that their own situations weren’t so optimistic either.

[Dinosaur Punch: …I’m having a hard time too now. I’m sorry.]

Even Dinosaur Punch, who had been comforting him until the end, gave up on him.

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: It’s poop! It’s poop! Hehehe, pee pee!]

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: I want to go home I want to go home I want to go home]

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: Sexsexsexsex I want to have sex, anyone will do]

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: Someone send me some sexy pictures please]

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I lost my mind for a moment. Please forget what I posted.]

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: I was just so depressed and lonely, I’m sorry.]

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: I said I’m sorry, you fucking bastards, comment on my post!]

He had reached a point where it wouldn’t be strange if he committed suicide.

I felt troubled too.

What should I do with this person? What can I do for him?

There was one way, though the chances were slim, it wasn’t zero.

After much deliberation, I sent him a personal message.

[heh]

[There’s a way to get off the deserted island, even if you can’t go back home.]

The reply came in less than 10 seconds.

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: Are you here to mock me too?]

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: Don’t talk bullshit and get lost.]

…It seems someone had fun making fun of this person through personal messages.

[It’s a difficult task that could take a long time, but I don’t think it’s impossible.]

Ignoring the insults, I just sent the message.

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: You’re that cultist who serves the monster dragon Malak, right?]

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: Are you here to preach to me now?]

He’s a broken man. I can put up with this much.

[I’ll only say this once.]

I need to speak more seriously.

[（Picture of Malak Totem No. 3）]

[You’re a Paladin. You have supernatural powers called sorcery, spiritual power, divine power, or magic.]

[Make a totem and imbue it with your supernatural powers. I don’t know how to do it, so you have to figure it out yourself. If you make the totem well, Malak-nim will descend to the totem himself.]

I’m not sure if I can descend without a Priestess. I don’t know if I can go if a Paladin, who can’t become a follower, calls me.

Still, it’s worth a try, right?

[Then Malak-nim will use his power to summon you from the deserted island to the mainland.]

[Get a grip. Do you think your family would want you to die like a pathetic loser? Does everything end if you go crazy and give up? Live. You need to be alive for opportunities to come.]

There was no reply.

He either ignored me or is thinking seriously. It must be one of the two.

Saving this one person won’t be of much benefit to me. Even if it works out, it’ll just be adding one mentally broken low-level Paladin to the Tribal Federation.

But I didn’t want to watch from afar as a fellow human being, someone from the same world, a husband and father of two, dies in despair.

He has to live. By any means necessary.

Maybe while he’s alive, he’ll get a chance to defeat demons and return to Earth? I’m an optimistic person, so I choose to think that way.

Maljuk’s reply came five hours after we arrived in the region where the Night Stalker Demon lives.

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: （Picture of a strangely carved wooden statue and shell ornaments）]

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: Still pretty rough, right? Haha]

[Maljukgeoriboksangsa: I’ll get better with practice.]

You’ve found the strength to live. That’s a relief.

I should ask Muri how to make a totem.