As he thought about it, he suddenly had an epiphany. He subconsciously sat down and entered a state of meditation.
While he was meditating, the other 'players' who entered the other caves also had their own experiences.
Among them, Karma, who had entered the Death Gate, was in the most critical state. As soon as he entered the cave, his vision turned black. When he regained his vision, he found himself in an endless field.
At this time, it was autumn and the air was refreshing. The fields were full of harvested rice. The only thing that was surprising was that no one came to harvest the rice that covered the mountains and fields.
"Swoosh …"
"Swoosh …"
As the cool breeze blew past, the rice grains all over the mountains and plains made a soft sound.
"Hoho, the environment here is not bad. It's harvest season too. Looks like I'm in luck!" Karma laughed and said to himself. He did not realize that he had entered the Death Gate.
Karma wandered in the field, trying to find any suspicious clues. After all, after entering the cave, there was no longer any quest notification. If he received a side quest and obtained the quest reward, it would depend on his own ability.
While strolling around aimlessly, Kalma was also carefully observing his surroundings.
It looked like it was already late autumn, and the heavy rice grains were already swaying. As the cool breeze blew, many of the rice grains had already fallen off.
"Why is no one harvesting the rice?" Karma muttered to himself.
"Swoosh!" Another breeze blew. The rice swayed and the ears of the rice in the field rose and fell like waves.
Karma walked forward for a while. At that moment, the sky gradually darkened.
"It's getting dark already?" Karma muttered to himself.
Soon, the sky was completely dark. Although it was not to the extent that he could not see his own fingers, the range of his vision had been greatly reduced.
After an unknown amount of time, Calma actually felt sleepy. He yawned, and then his eyes blurred.
"I'm so sleepy …" Karma could not help but sit down and then fell into a deep sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, Calma opened his sleepy eyes. What happened next shocked him!
The rice that covered the mountains and plains had disappeared, replaced by rice stalks that had fallen messily all over the place. It wasn't just Kalma's surroundings that were like that; it was everywhere in his line of sight.
"What happened? How long was I asleep? " Kalma wanted to stand up, but he realized his limbs were weak. He looked down at his hands.
"What … what's going on?!" His hands were full of wrinkles, and his rough skin looked extremely shriveled.
Looking up at his hands, he realized that his arms were also thin and dry, with dark spots growing all over them.
"This is impossible!" Kalma touched his face and forehead, only to realize that they were full of wrinkles left behind by time.
"How long have I been asleep?!" Kalma was shocked.
"Isn't this Jimen?" Kalma began to panic. If he was facing an enemy, he could still fight back, but everything was too strange now. He had no idea what had happened to him. He had actually aged to this extent.
Now that Kalma's martial arts had all dissipated, not only did he become an ordinary person, but he had also become an old man with one foot in the grave.
"What the hell is going on?!" Until now, Kalma still did not realize that he had been tricked by Doras.
This was the Death Gate. Autumn was the season of harvest, but it was also the season of death. Everything in the spring begged for death. For humans, autumn was the season of harvest, but for the rice that covered the mountains and plains, their lives had come to an end.
When Kalma first arrived, he might not have noticed that there was no one in charge of harvesting here, because humans were not the main characters here. The main characters were the rice, and his fate was the same as that of the rice!
Kalma struggled to stand up. He looked into the distance, only to find that his vision was blurred from old age. He wanted to see, but he could not see too far.
As far as his eyes could see, all that was left of the rice were the stalks. The leaves had rotted and died, just like him. All that was left of him was a tiny bit of his body that was barely holding on.
"Is this … the Death Gate?!" Kalma finally realized the problem.
Although Kalma did not quite understand the meaning of autumn, the facts had proven to him that this was definitely not a Jimen. Moreover, he had not received any quest here, but he had lost his martial arts and was about to die. Did this not fit the description of the Death Gate?
"Doras, you did this on purpose, didn't you …" Before he died, Kalma finally figured everything out.
Another breeze blew, and Kalma, whose body was even more shriveled, fell to the ground. He turned into a handful of dust and drifted into the endless fields.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust …"
It was unknown where this deep and distant voice came from. This voice seemed to come from ancient times.
Kalma's truesoul soared into the sky, trying to return to the safe zone to resurrect. After all, 'players' would not really die. What they died was only their hosts.
But this time, Kalma's truesoul could not leave this space. He was trapped here.
"F * ck! There's a bug in the game! " Kalma panicked. He had heard that there was a bug in the game before. Some 'players' were trapped inside and ended up in a vegetative state in the real world. Back then, it caused a huge commotion, and the Development Team had to pay a huge sum of money.
But didn't the Development Team claim that they had solved the bug? Why was he stuck here again?
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust …"
The deep and distant voice kept echoing. At first, Kalma found it annoying, but later on, he actually became immersed in it.
"Yeah, what's there to fight about? If I can't go back, then I can't go back. Staying here is pretty good! "Kalma's truesoul mumbled to itself.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust …" The voice kept echoing.
At this time, Kalma's truesoul became more and more illusory. In the end, Kalma's truesoul actually dissipated into thin air!
According to the explanation of the five skies, Karma had destroyed his own truesoul, disintegrating into ashes. Within the five skies, only those who had truly died of heart would make such a choice. In the tens of millions of years of history of the five skies, such examples could be counted on one's fingers. And today, Karma had been bewitched by that voice that came from ancient times.
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