I'm the Only Totem in Another World - Chapter 23

Chapter 23: Necromancer’s Tomb (3)

The drawings and writings on the murals must all be Karon’s work.

“I’ll check if there’s a book.”

Nix and the warriors approached the bookshelf. I took a look at the mural.

Perhaps because of the possession perk, even though it was written in a different language, I could read everything written there.

[Only after everyone in the Autumn Leaves Tribe died, and my children’s breaths stopped, could I realize. That the Loa had no intention of saving us from the beginning.

Did the Loa ever respond? No. They never responded once. They only offered meager tricks called blessings.

We only fawned over them with faith that could not be reciprocated.

Do they know how fast the heart beats when you fall in love at first sight, how soft the hands of a newborn child are? No, they wouldn’t know. They can’t know because they’re not human.

Humans, you weak beings. They don’t love us.

Realize the truth. Only humans can understand and love humans.]

Why did this guy write this on the wall instead of in a diary?

The roughly scribbled writing clearly shows how broken the writer’s mental state is.

This is why things like zombie apocalypses happen.

I turned my gaze and read other writings.

[I encountered ancient knowledge and made it my own.

Necromancy, the magic that controls the bodies of the dead.

The magic that the Loa forbade…I think I understand why they fear this.

This is magic that encroaches upon the realm of gods. If mastered, it grants the ability to wield transcendental power.

I might even be able to glimpse the world beyond this earth, the material plane, where I belong.

No one has ever reached that realm, but I am Karon, the greatest priestess on earth. I can do it.]

This person, what was he trying to do?

[I opened a small hole and peeked into the world beyond the starlight. It was a world where only spiritual beings could wander.

As I watched endlessly, the beings wandering there whispered to me.

They call themselves the Watchers. They are those who have abandoned their physical bodies in the material plane and become spiritual beings through some method.

They said they had a way to steal the souls of those living in the material plane and have done many things with it. They are fearsome beings.

They tried to grab me and make me like them, so I hurriedly closed the hole and ran away.

I didn’t just run away. I grasped the principles of the ‘method’ they use from their whispers.

Information that contaminates the mind just by hearing it…It seems like it will take a long time to fully master it.

If I can learn it, I can gain the power to confront divine beings.

Unfortunately, I don’t have much time left. Ishtania, who claims to be the guardian deity of civilized people, has become aware of me and dispatched her minions.

Now I have no choice but to act. Rama, Radan, Ratu…my children, give me the courage and strength to confront them.]

The world beyond the starlight…Is he talking about the universe? Or is it something like the 4th dimension?

This is cosmic horror at this point.

My head hurts from the information that’s unclear whether it’s magic or scientific knowledge.

[The gods don’t understand us, nor do they love us.

There is no consideration or respect in their actions.

We are their toys. Toys that are played with until they break and then abandoned.

They will enjoy watching us on earth suffer.

Karon, father of three children, priestess of the Autumn Leaves Tribe, dies here.

I will become chaos.

I will become a being who rules over death and be reborn through the death of the gods.

I will end their reign. I don’t care if humanity is destroyed in the process.

I will not stop until I kill all the gods.]

This was the last writing left by Karon, who had a severe case of chuunibyou in his later years.

Honestly, it was a bit scary reading it.

Isn’t this a story about humanity’s greatest genius becoming corrupted and trying to destroy the world?

I underestimated it because it was a zombie apocalypse, but it might have been as terrible as a demon apocalypse.

This is all because of zombie dramas and movies.

At first, they make zombies seem dangerous, but then later, the survivors start fighting amongst themselves, so they can’t help but create the preconception that zombies are weak.

“Ah, I found it!”

Nix pointed at the Book of the Dead with her fingertip.

━ Place me on the Book of the Dead.

We don’t know what will happen if the barbarians touch the book. The soldiers we just killed might have become zombies because they touched this book.

It’s time for Loa Malak-nim, who doesn’t have a physical body, to step up. If it seems too dangerous, you can return to your main body.

“As Malak-nim wills.”

Nix, who hesitated for a moment, took out the Book of the Dead with the handle of her sickle and placed me on top of it.

The book that came into contact with me glowed and then disappeared with a poof.

[Zomb———– Control———-]

What is this?

[You have learned the blessing ‘Zombie Control (Lower)’.]

…Was the skill converted into a blessing?

I checked the status window.

[Name: Malak]

━ Available Blessings: Healing Totem (Advanced), Divine Possession, Bound Totem, Zombie Control (Lower),

━ Available Points: 55

━ Followers: Paya, Rake, Muri, Nix

━ Enter Community

There were no problems.

━ The objective has been achieved. Let’s hurry out.

“Understood.”

No, wait.

━ This tomb is dangerous. Can you conceal the tomb so that others cannot access it?

This is the right thing to do. Now that there are no more skills here, it’s just an ominous place that emits status ailments.

Even if we can’t completely seal it off, it’s better to take this much precaution before we leave.

“I’ll try to cover it with bushes.”

Nix nodded and moved towards the only entrance and exit with the warriors.

* * * * * *

After finishing the adventure, I returned to the Tribal Federation’s totem. For convenience, I’ll call it Totem No. 1.

“You’ve returned quite quickly. I was guarding this totem.”

Rake, who was leaning against Totem No. 1, greeted me. Thanks to her, I feel human warmth as soon as I arrive.

It seems like she was just resting instead of guarding the totem, but let’s overlook the minor details.

━ I have learned a new blessing.

“Oh, that’s wonderful.”

But is it right to call this a blessing?

According to what Karon wrote, it’s a magic that the Loa forbade, and I’m using it again. It’s a bit of a funny situation.

Well, everything goes around in circles. It’s fine as long as I use it well.

I asked Rake to bring me the carcass of a dead animal.

“I brought it from a place called the House of Feathers.”

A chicken with a broken neck was placed in front of me. Its tongue was hanging out, and its eyes were rolled back.

…It seems like it was just killed.

━ Chieftain Rake, I asked you to bring me the carcass of an animal, not to kill it.

“It was an old and sick one. It would have died of natural causes anyway.”

She’s really too much. She’s a woman with no blood or tears.

Since I can’t bring it back to life, I’ll just have to use this.

I used the Zombie Control (Lower) skill. But how do I do this?

Let’s try doing it like Divine Possession.

Look at the chicken, think of possessing it…Done!

Cluck…

I was able to control the chicken’s body. Direct control, not remote control.

I could call this corpse possession.

“This is amazing…Can I touch it?”

━ It doesn’t matter.

My voice came from somewhere other than the rooster’s vocal cords.

It was a resonant voice like when I was a totem, probably a sound created through magical means.

Rake stroked the rooster’s body.

Perhaps because it’s a corpse with no sensation, I don’t feel her touch.

It’s rather fortunate.

If I could feel it, I might have screamed if it got hit by a sword during battle.

Anyway, the blessing usage was also successful. Now it’s time to start a new project.

Thinking I should rest for a bit, I clicked on the community with a light heart.

[Abraham: I’m tired now

I thought things would change if I kept gaining experience points.

I had hope that I might be able to return to Earth. Not anymore.

After reaching level 7, I stopped gaining experience points no matter how many low-ranking demons I killed nearby.

But it’s dangerous to go hunting for mid-ranking demons because they might summon the Dark Cloud…

The max level is 10, and I barely managed to reach level 7. How the hell am I supposed to kill a high-ranking demon? Can I even win alone?

I’m sick of the community, hiding, and this whole shitty world.

What’s the point of this kind of life? I’d rather die fighting gloriously than wither away like this.

Actually, I dreamed of being a hero when I was young. I want to go out in style.

Before I go, I want to see the face of that bastard, George, and the Dark Cloud bastard that destroyed the raid party.

I’m going to fight a mid-ranking demon tomorrow. I’ll keep fighting until it summons the Dark Cloud.

Paladins in the Tibera region, get out of there if you don’t want to get caught up in this.

If you’re curious to see how far a level 7 paladin can fight, you can come and watch.]

Something unusual was happening in the community.