Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

True or false?

Old Bho regained his vigor, standing straight as though electrocuted.

Dorian initially gave him hope before making his poor heart dangle on a string.

Phuck!

That idiot grandson of his was very careless. So he wouldn't put it behind the fool to lose his Talisman paper.

In that case, what the hell are they prancing about here for?

Old Bho hastily moved closer to Dorian, jumping like someone holding in pee.

"Grandmaster, I believe you know where they've taken them. So why not go now? The clock is ticking. The longer we wait, the more their lives will be at stake!"

Com'on... Onwards and Upwards!

Old Bho moved, leaving the group as though he knew where they were headed.

He looked so determined, as though he could move a mountain with a single thought.

Dorian chuckled, placing his hands in his pockets lazily.

"Old man... You're going the wrong way."

"_"

...

And thus began the great journey many would retell for generations to come.

With cautious gazes but former backs, the gang traveled across the strange bluish-purplish lands, listening to the giggles and laughter echoing from the woods.

Up they went, down a strange hill they moved, and across unfamiliar waters they passed, it all seemed like an adventure, though deadly.

It was only 15 minutes before they reached the strange red river dicing the land.

Dorian took out a massive folded paper, reshaped it into a boat, and enlarged its size to accommodate them.

Poke, poke... Poke, poke...

Is this safe?

(?~?)

Everyone looked at the paper boat, wondering if it was safe or not. After all, it was still made of paper, so shouldn't they sink once in?

Ah~... Forget it.

The laws of physics don't work here anyway. So who were they to keep questioning things?

Their brains believed it was impossible. However, their eyes have seen enough to launch a successful debate.

All Aboard~

They got on, and Dorian stood at the very back of the boat while they sat instead.

The scene was as though Dorian was a freshman, pushing the small boat across the mysterious, creepy waters.

Dorian flicked his wrists, and the paper paddle began rowing away.

What? Did you expect him to stand and physically row by himself? Not happening.

Dorian ran his fingers through his hair, seeking all strands back.

But his actions were ironically opposite from the champions league boxing match the others were experiencing.

"You bloody skeleton!... Get your slimy, dirty fingers off me!!"

~Boom!

(:TÏ€T:)

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The fight was intense. And the further they sailed, the more troubles they met with all sorts of human skeletons trying to crawl out and climb their boat.

It got so bad they almost ended up being dragged into the now green glowy waters.

Initially, it looked purplish. But as they advanced, the waters were transparent and somewhat flowy, showing skeletons swimming below.

The hairs on Gia Ming's head almost jumped away, wanting to give him a bald scalp.

Too terrible!

The skeletons even turned their heads underwater, looking at them with glowing eyes.

He would be lying if he said his bladder wasn't threatening to fail him.

What about being a man? You know, FART!

The moment those skeletons began swimming towards him with glowing eyes, Gia Ming wished he had a sword to slice and back them all to pieces.

And out of his petrified reflex, he began punching the lot, who crawled out and grabbed his clothes and arms.

Die! Die! Die!... Why don't you all just die already?

Punch left, punch right, kick here, smack there... Everyone gave it their all, breaking lines as much as they could.

They didn't even care if their hands touched these disgusting skeletons.

In times like these, who the hell cares about that?

(*#*)

Eat my fist!

~Pah! Boom! Chack! Pah!

...

What a battle!

The skull heads that had broken off and shot far away into the waters soon began swimming back with glowing eyes.

It was like a blockbuster scene straight out of a movie that made their toes curl in spectacle.

"What do we do?"

~Pah!

"Damn these skeletons! Is there no end to them?"

~Bang!

"Ahhh! My knuckles are about to crack open because of their hard heads... Quickly! 3 o'clock."

~Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!

~Splash!

The skeletons splashed into the gooey green waters.

Gia Ming and his subordinate had never worked with the Bho guards before.

But in desperate times like these, their senses were heightened, their imagined speeds were lightning, and their combination impeccable.

One person leaned back just in time for another to land a blow on the skeleton approaching. And they did all this while still seated.

Of course it was better to sit!

Who could guarantee they ain't fall in and get pulled in down below the slimy green waters by these skeletons?

Everyone worked hand-in-hand to protect themselves, as well as those seated around them.

They also found that no matter how much they slammed the skeleton heads onto the boat's sides, it never broke.

This much was good.

But while they were struggling for their lives, the Grandmaster seemed carefree, with no skeleton coming his way.

What the hell?

Was he invisible? Don't these skeletons see him too? So why are they only bullying them?

(-_-)

... They wanted to file a complaint but didn't know who to talk to.

Everyone smiled bitterly, accepting their fate.

Alas...

Who made them 'bulliable?'

The system watched their struggle, also feeling pity for them.

[Host, aren't you bullying too much? Yes, they volunteered to be here, but how can you--]

'Noisy.'

....

Sail, sail, sail away.

In the gang went, drawing deeper and deeper to the island's center.

But why was the air fouler than before? Everyone struggled for air with distorted faces.

SO BAD!!!!

The musky smell of a million dead and rotted cats made their stomachs churn. And if not for the fact they had already puked all they ate previously, they would've thrown up some more.

Now, the malodorous smell only left them with dizziness and a headache.

Their tongues stung with a sharp taste of molded meat that made them gag continuously.

And the more they traveled, the darker the air until suddenly, their boat slammed into something hard.

"What was that?"

Everyone jolted vigilant, not knowing if it were a creature they hit or a rock.

This was how dark the place was.

"We're here."

~Whoosh!

A talisman paper now floated above, illuminating the scene.

And what came to view was something that made them take several steps back.

Gia Ming stared at the gruesome scene with jaws dropped, and eyes widened.

"Skull Island!"