"What do you think?" I said, putting my sword back into its sheath in a way that old man coud see.
"Unbelievable, even the most veterans in our group got cursed under this monster's absurd abilities, but you sound like you don't look much past youth... huh. Well, if you can do this much, I think I could spare the last moments of my life to teach you some stuff," said the old man.
The woman's facial expression also showed she was shocked as she saw the monster, which was literally cut apart.
Hearing him, I became a bit upset. After all, aren't I the one give him that little bit of free time by freeing him from that monster's liver?
"So, do you have any memory before you're death?"
"Huh!" What the old man asked confused me. How did he know I died?
"I do, but what is this place?" I asked him.
"Young man, this is the underworld, the place where any living being came after their death."
Silence filled the air.
