Chapter 370: Submerged Part 12

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I still remember what my childhood was like to this day, I was a real child, and I don't mean that I had great values or behaved like an adult despite the age I was, it was quite the opposite, I was a real child because I committed every absurd nonsense with an equally absurd reason, why did I pick my nose? Well, because I wanted to eat my boogers, why did I suck my finger all the time? Because I simply wanted to have it in my mouth, now that I remember, most of the things I learned tend to be related to the taste or my mouth, my family told me when I was still a baby, how they gave me for the first time a cream ice cream and the truth, they were happy for the expression of astonishment I made, was it because of that first experience? Flavours are something that one has a lot in mind, it is not something that we end up forgetting over time, if we notice that something is extremely tasty, our perspective of sense and taste end up exploding at the drop of a hat, I like this, I don't like this, this sweet, this sour, this bitter, this spicy, this horrible, the world can be discovered in thousands of ways, a large part of the population can see it directly with their eyes, they can smell it, they can feel it, they can taste it, they can hear it, while for others because of the unhappiness and bad luck in the world, those capacities end up being reduced to only being able to smell it, to be able to feel it, to be able to taste it, now we will go even more extreme, because of all the misfortune and bad luck in the world, a single person can fall even lower, lose the sense of touch, lose the sense of taste, I even know that there are people who cannot perceive smells, cannot perceive anything in the world, for them everything around them is pure darkness, they do not even know what form they have, what their desires are, they do not know what things they are talking about, in fact, they do not even listen to you? They are completely limited to simply existing while they surely wondered if it was necessary to live if I am nothing. ....

Few people exist like that in the world, to live with that fear of your own existence and around ....really if I found myself in a position like that, I would be very afraid, I do not want to not feel, I do not want to not be able to smell, I do not want to not be able to taste, I do not want to not be able to see and hear, I do not want to be branded as someone to be mocked...I could not with a feeling where if everyone is against me, I would surely wish at that moment not to have been here and not now. I had that thought since I was a child, I imagined many situations and that is what I ended up arriving at, it must have been, there have been many factors, when I was walking with my mother to go to the playground, I remember seeing it clearly at that moment, as also a duo of mother and son, were going in the same direction as us, but instead of going hand in hand, the mother seems to be pushing what looked to me like a chair with wheels, I stared at him without taking my eyes off him, and like any child who sees something new, I said without thinking.

『Mummy, why is that child in a chair?』- 『Wouldn't it be easier for him to walk and hold his mother's hand, like me and you are doing?』-『Mommy why? why why why why? Is it because she doesn't want to walk? doesn't want to get tired? Mommy, I want my chair with wheels too』.

I remember that after the many questions I asked her, my mother just stayed still in her place, she didn't understand why, everyone was moving forward to go to the playground, she really didn't understand why we had stayed still, I was going to ask her why we had stayed still, but at that moment....

『Did he really say all that?』-『I see that this child didn't receive proper education』-『It's not that he said something wrong, but to say it so openly as something normal, is the most misunderstood thing』-『What does he want his chair said? maybe that's the only way he can understand his own words』.

The people around, could hear what that innocent child said in his expression, he was saying it like everyone else, not average at the time of prying or asking, to this the child could easily understand it, the look of everyone as they were fixed only on him, and listening to this, the more he did not understand what was happening, but above all, it gave birth in him a feeling that no longer treat him as an imbecile that is, he looked pathetic at that time.

At that moment, the boy in the wheelchair would turn to look at the other boy, their eyes met, he thought he was also going to tell him something that would hurt him because of the idiotic things he said, he was also going to make fun of him? But no, if he wanted to say something, he couldn't hear it at that moment, just the boy in the wheelchair, smiled at him as if wishing him the best for himself, as if telling him to take advantage of the opportunity that he could not have been given. 

My mother knelt down to be at my level, she didn't look at me with displeasure, rather she felt guilty for having neglected that issue, and she was asking me for forgiveness at that moment, seeing her with that expression of regret on her face, really made me want her to stop at that moment, and literally hugged me in the middle of the street where people were just passing by ignoring us.

『Listen son, in most of the world, we are blessed to be born and to be able to live our lives without any complications, don't take it as something normal, take it for what it is, a blessing for the rest of our lives, to be able to move freely, to be able to look beyond, to be able to feel with your body, to be able to smell, taste, hear, to be completely healthy, is a gift that you should keep all your life, to feel that you can't, really is something very silent and humiliating. ...although I'm glad you asked instead of laughing and feeling superior, at least it made me realise that I'm doing a good job as a mother, I still have a long way to go, but I want you to become a child who, even though everyone looks down on you, you can do a lot for them, Benno, become a happy child *smiles*』.

It was a city in Germany, when I was exactly 5 years old, I still knew nothing about the world and above all about the living beings that made it up, really everything that can be discovered in this world, all its beings and what we can't know, is really interesting. My name is Benno, a German name that means Bear, my mother must have given me that name because she likes bears? I had never seen one in person before, only in cartoons, they look friendly and fluffy, if I had the chance, I would like to hug one with all my strength and never let go, I want to feel all its warmth and fur, it must feel good for sure. I didn't know it at the time, but I became more and more interested in what to become when I grow up, I want to become a Pantheologist.

In the following years as a result of that first experience, my tastes seemed to become even more refined, being able to feel every sensation with my mouth was something more incredible than being able to see or feel with my hands, if you put something in your mouth, you will know if it hurts you, you will know if it is good, you will know what it is literally what you put in your mouth. My pet who also accompanied me all the time, there was a moment when I was digging all over the yard because I supposedly found a dinosaur bone, the truth is that I did believe in it, although I should have imagined it, because a dinosaur bone tasted like the chicken we had for lunch that day? But unfortunately, I didn't end up finding a bone, but I knew it myself at that moment, there was excrement with dirt on it, I stared at it for seconds, but at that silly moment, I had the idea.

『What does this taste like?』

I don't know why I imagined that if the dinosaur bone tasted like chicken, then this same excrement must taste the same, either to get rid of that curiosity, I had already put many things in my mouth and in all of them I came out well, then...for no reason other than being stupid, I ended up putting in my mouth, a small piece of the poop that was on my finger and .... At that very moment I knew, I threw up in the same hole I did, I really couldn't handle what I had in my mouth, it was an experience I will never forget in my life, my pet started barking alerting my mother who found me in a completely horrible state, at that moment I could only think that...I didn't want such an important person, to see me doing the pathetic and humiliating....

As you may know, a few days later I ended up getting sick much worse than I imagined, my stomach hurt like hell, I was going to the bathroom every minute, I was very thirsty, I felt like I was being squeezed hard, I couldn't eat almost anything for a while, I really ended up getting infected with something that was much stronger than me, my mother was worried about me, she did everything so I wouldn't die, after all, what ends up killing more children in the world is diarrhea.

I didn't go to school for a long time, I stayed really days at home, when my mother wanted to give me medicine to recover, really at the first mouthful, it tasted completely horrible, I wanted to vomit it right then and there but.... I could tell what I was taking, it had herbs, it had honey, I could feel the cinnamon, the acanthus, the alder, the chamomile, the parsley, the ginger, really every time I took her homemade medicine, I could feel all kinds of flavour in my mouth, and that really calmed me down better, knowing what I was putting in my mouth, it made me feel calmer. Because of my mother's concern, because she was always looking after me, her concern, her words of encouragement, her immense affection for me, that she really appreciated and cared about me, made me feel very loved. After a while I managed to recover, I was able to go to the toilet and at that moment I realised that I had to go to the bathroom.

『To be healthy is the best gift 』.

I was going to go back to school after that incident, but when I arrived, it seems that what ended up happening to me reached the ears of everyone in the school, quickly the news that I had extreme diarrhoea, ended up spreading everywhere, every person who saw me, held their nose and used their hand as a fan so they couldn't smell me as I passed by them. Colleagues from other people started to tell me that I was a shit, that I stank of shit, they called me the poo boy because of the bad luck I had at that moment, although more than bad luck, it was my own fault. The fact that everyone saw me that way, that they made fun of me, that they humiliated me, made me feel really bad, at that moment I don't know why, but it reminded me of that boy in a wheelchair, I wondered if he too, his classmates made fun of him for the simple fact that he wasn't healthy like the others.... Is it possible that one doesn't have the right to have a condition in his life?

I didn't want to be made fun of, I didn't want to feel that way anymore, so I plucked up my courage and did my best to make sure that no one in the world could see how pathetic I really am. I put a smile on my face, and I would go up to anyone who made fun of me and tell them.

『How lucky are you, or do I mean unlucky? Because it's obvious that everybody wants to be healthy, nobody wants to be made fun of, and if you make fun of my "misfortune" at least I already have experience with it, I'll keep putting more things in my mouth and I'll become stronger and more resilient! I will be ready for every disease in the world! While you, with the slightest cold you feel like you are going to die, don't be afraid! Because with my research in the future, I will bring many things to life! Me! Benno! I will become a Pantheologist and I will make you all understand the wonders of the earth. Sickness? Dinosaurs? Leave all that to me, I will be the one who will be healthy for your whole life, because if you are not healthy, you will not be able to enjoy the planet and your life, and also how do you plan to see all my achievements? *smiles*』

Benno, the Pantheologist had it more than clear, he was willing to experience in the flesh all that planet earth has to offer and is yet to be discovered. As he grew older, it is impossible to document exactly the many things he ended up putting in his mouth, every herb he saw, he ate it without further ado, when he noticed a strange formation in the ground, to check it better he put it in his mouth, over time he came to have a great resistance to disease and physical strength greater than average, he may look a little thin at the level of Nushi, but in terms of strength he far surpassed him, well, even a baby can be stronger than Nushi. But of course, it's not that he has acquired superpowers or immunity to poison, he died from the thousands of times he consumed fruit with poison or plants with that nutrient, he was saved in the nick of time, but in Benno's words, if an animal attacked him, like a snake and injected him with its poison, he would die anyway. He is just a person with a little more resistance than average.

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Benno was barely able to move at that moment, but he was more relieved to know that he was with the Cartographer who had him on his back, it was no longer the Geologist, when he looked behind him, he was surprised to see that the bridge where they were passing through before was destroyed for no apparent reason, The distance to the other side, if someone was shouting, it was impossible to hear their voice, the sound was literally lost in the vast space, it was as if the darkness of the surroundings swallowed them up as well.

『"Are you all right? Cartographer, Pantheologist"』

The Typographer approached us, he had long before been running to the start of the bridge, so he didn't feel that the problem for him was too much, the remaining 2 of the group replied that they were fine, but to this the Typographer was surprised by the Cartographer, he saw him in the safe zone, as the Cartographer came charging at the Pantheologian and with sheer speed and effort ended up putting them both in the safe zone. The Typographer approached the edge of the bridge, tried to illuminate with his torch, but it was impossible, darkness could still be seen, he looked to the bottom and likewise, he could not see anything, with a gesture of displeasure on his face, he gave a sigh to comment.

『"I hope the others are alright, that the Nurse is alright, there is no way to reunite with them, if this was the only way, then we have to take it for granted that if, we won't be able to reunite anymore."』

The Typographer seemed to take the temperament and seriousness of being the guide and leader of this small group of 3. The Cartographer was sad about this, but even if he thinks there is a way to reunite, it was impossible, this ice bridge was the only way to go, but it ended up being destroyed, but....

『"We are lucky, we went back to the 3rd Layer, we still have a chance to get out of here, we just need to find the exit to the Second Layer and the path will become easier, besides Shinu marked the path for us (What were those idiots doing, even though they had it marked, they ended up taking us to another place")』

The Typographer's plan was simple, as they were the only ones who weren't trapped, to get out of here as soon as possible so they could ask for help from the settlement, with a larger rescue group, they could rescue them all more efficiently. 

『"Cartographer, you made a map of the 3rd Layer, we will also be guided by it to find the way out, there is no time to lose, the lives of our comrades are in danger."』

The Typographer, commenting on this, saw the Cartographer's worried face, and as he walked along, he gave Benno a light pat on the back as he remarked that everyone, absolutely everyone, would be saved from this one. To see him determined with this conviction, to see that he was going to take the reins in the matter, this made the Cartographer feel more confident, as he did not see himself capable of assuming such a position, while Benno, he was happy with this fact, of how his friend took him importance, you could tell he appreciated him but ....

『Ahhh!!!..... my...stomach.....』

His stomach began to churn at that very moment, he was resisting as much as he could to endure the pain, all the movement and hustle and bustle of the bridge, seemed to be paying for it at this very moment, the herbs were also wearing off, seeing Benno in bad shape, the Cartographer was startled by this, where the equally concerned Typographer was commenting to him to follow him as best he could, that he would find his way out. 

With a pace where Benno could calm down and not get worse, the Typographer tried to look for the marks on the ice that Shinu made, but he would run into the bad luck of .....

『"Hey, why isn't there anything marked? I saw how Shinu marked them on the ice..."』

I couldn't understand what was going on, they kept walking and they couldn't find the marks for the exit, was it an unmarked area? But even so, at any moment they should come across one, but the more they walked on with the torches, the more they could find nothing. At this the Cartographer took the lead and showed the map he had made to the Typographer, who saw it....

『("What...I don't understand...where are we supposed to be?....")』

He really couldn't understand the map the Cartographer had made, it was perfect, there were no flaws in it, it was such a great quality of work, but for that very reason, being so detailed and expert on the subject, for someone like the Typographer who knows nothing more about it or his interests, he couldn't understand let alone be guided by it, he was worried, the darkness didn't play much in their favour either, they couldn't tell where they were. But hearing Benno's moans of pain and resistance, this worried the Cartographer, who with drawings told the Typographer to follow him, as there was no other way, this made the Typographer upset inside, as he feels that after all he said before, he really looked like a clown.

『"Alright...you lead the way (Let me finish something I started myself..fuck....")』

The Cartographer had an excellent photographic memory, he may have found it easier to remember the way back to the exit to the Second Layer, they walked to look for the exit, and unlike the Typographer who just walked without knowing, the Cartographer after minutes, The Typographer congratulated him for finding a mark, but inwardly he felt that he was overcome in a simple way, the Typographer was about to go the way indicated by the mark, but at that moment, the Cartographer tapped him on the shoulder, and with a drawing said to him.

"I think you have to go the other way, I remember this place, and the right way is the opposite of what is marked here』.

The Cartographer said it without further ado, but to this, the Typographer for finding himself with a tolerance that seems to be unable to measure any more, decided to take a bit out of it, with an almost annoyed tone, he stressed to him of how he can say that.

『"Cartographer, who put this mark, was it you? Of course not, the one who did it was Shinu, he is an expert Spectrologist on the subject, it seems that before in the middle of the bridge, he succumbed to fear and therefore did not think the best option, was not to listen to him and we would all be gathered, but this was before, when he put this mark, really highlighted the security he had, I do not trust the Shinu now, if the mark says it is around here, then we must go"』

『.... Are you annoyed Tipografo?』

『"Annoying? of course not, or do I sound annoying to you?"』

『.... I'm glad for the trust and respect you have for Shinu, but I know about this too, I made a map, I can remember we passed this way and the right way is the opposite way....』

It seems that they were not going to agree on this issue, it was already starting the differences in the small group, the Typographer does not want to twist his decision to this, it is a 1 vs 1 and he does not plan to lose again, he wants to keep the lead again. They were for quite a while saying for which way to go, but it seems that this will not end until....

『I say...let's listen to the Cartographer...if he says so it's for a reason...he doesn't look like a guy looking for conflict....』

Benno had been talking, it seems that his discomfort calmed down for a short period of time, where upon hearing the opinion regarding, to this the Typographer knew, this young man in the drawing is one of those who prefer to avoid conflict above all, with a sigh this one commented that.

『"Alright, whatever you say, we'll go as the Cartographer says...."』

He said it really not very comfortable with the decision, it even seemed forced, but anyway, to this Benno thanked him for understanding. We continued with the path where the Cartographer was guiding us, really with each arrow and mark that we found, in most cases we went in the opposite direction to what he was marking, and when we did that, the annoyance and distrust of the Typographer became more and more noticeable, that when we found a new mark, he wanted to go that way, but the Cartographer drew that it was better to take the other way.

『"Look Cartographer, if we end up getting lost because of you, the next one I won't listen to opinions."』

But to this Cartographer only showed him a picture of which said "Please trust me" Where Benno seeing this too, he with warm strength replied that he trusts his whole group. While there was no response from the Typographer who only preferred to reluctantly follow them. And when they finally reached the finish line thanks to the Cartographer, it really seems that their surprise was not long in coming because....

『"Hey...did you really lead us all the way here?....*annoyed*....Why have we returned to this dead end of the 3rd Layer!!!!!!"』

They returned back to where they had set up the base in the 3rd Layer, they could clearly see how they lit up the dead end ice wall, while behind them were all the roads that led here, to this the Cartographer was happy and showed it with a smile, while the Typographer didn't like this result.

『"Didn't you hear that I said we should find the exit to the Second Layer?"』

At that moment of his complaint, the Cartographer was illuminating the place trying to find something, and when he found it, this one was too happy, it was the tent that previously they had not disassembled, he quickly carried it to him so he could lay Benno down, from his backpack he took out his own objects such as blankets, cushions, a kettle that he had personal, and his sleeping bag, he had everything but a tent of his own, quickly as if he was an expert in taking care of others, he treated and put Benno in the tent in the best warm and calm way, who upon seeing the details, could only be thankful for all that his friend was doing.

『Thank you so much Cartographer, you are like the brother who helps his whole family *laughs* Knowing that I am in good hands even without the Nurse, makes me feel calmer』.

Benno would fall asleep soon after drinking a dab of boiled water, it would have been great to have some herbs and some honey...honey? At that moment, the Cartographer took out of his backpack some honey that he had, and made Benno eat it, who seeing the treatment and concern, was like being a little boy again and finally fell asleep.

The Cartographer was happy with this, he came out of the tent to tell the Typographer to come in as well, where he could find him as he left the lantern on the ground while he shone the light on him and he too went on to set up his own tent.

『"It's just that he's an idiot...it would have been better to get out of here fast...but no...he wanted to treat him now and make him feel good momentarily to suffer a little bit more to then be fully recovered.... He cares and makes the best decisions and others come to superimpose their ideas on me...everyone here is a fool...."』

At that of what he was setting up his tent, the Cartographer was impressed by this, so he would help him set up his own tent if that was what he wanted, but he also asked him what was better if the 3 of them shared the already established tent, where the Typographer refused, as he thinks for sure that tent from his history, must smell like pure poop. 

『"...It's cold...it seems that the blizzard is still blowing today..."』

All the way, there was still that blizzard at foot level, the 2 could feel it a lot, except Benno since he was on top of the Cartographer, at this they realized and the Typographer was saying that maybe a Snowstorm is happening at this very moment, this place does not provide enough warmth to be well, that it would have been better to go to the Second Layer to find themselves warmer and safer.

『("But an idiot decided to come back here than to the upper level...")』

『Thanks a lot for following us Tipografo, you really care about others』.

When already finishing the tent's weapons, the Cartographer commented that to the Typographer, who thanked him for everything he has done, where this most annoyed the Typographer, saying that all his help ended up disappearing when they decided to superimpose their thoughts on him, but in the same way, the smiling Typographer said.

『"No, rather thanks to you Cartographer, looking back it was a good decision, if the blizzard made it this far, then it means the Second Layer must be worse"』.

But at that moment, the Cartographer let out a sneeze that he managed to cover with his hands, but now everything was covered with snot, where the Typographer to see this, quickly became disgusted by this, quickly said good night to the Cartographer and went into his tent, even could be heard as quickly closed the tent. The Cartographer just kept smiling and waving his hand wishing him good night, he would come back to accompany Benno in that tent, someone has to stay with him to attend him besides the shelter.

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It seems that I fell asleep for a long time, but as soon as I opened my eyes, I could feel how the blow of reality came to me, my stomach still had not stopped, and the pain had not diminished at all, it was still the same as when I lay down, although I should be thankful that it had not increased, that is very lucky. I saw next to me a sleeping bag, it seems that someone decided to take care of me, I really must be giving a lot of trouble to that person, for sure it is the Cartographer.

『Yes he does go out of his way to be helpful....』

I heard how the kettle began to whistle, but quickly it was pulled out of the flames, because of my condition I thought that the Cartographer was going to come to me, but as the seconds and minutes passed, there was really no indication of this. And finally after an hour, the Cartographer had come to attend to Benno, who was confused and asked him what was going on.

The Cartographer told him that when he woke up, he was the first to wake up, but he ended up finding himself on the ice, he like the Typographer was completely wet and with signs that he was going to get worse, quickly he would go to treat him with what he had to make him better, in his personal tent he cuddled him with the sheets he still had, he thought to use them for him, but it is better that the Typographer uses them.

『(He already gave half of his resources to me, and now he gave half to the Typographer...) You don't have to be so charitable Cartographer, you also have to look out for yourself』.

But the Cartographer with a drawing depicting how strong he was, commented that as long as he is healthy, his duty is to be useful to those who are having a hard time. To this Benno, neither words nor actions could make up for all that this young cartoonist was doing for them. But even so, he doesn't know how the Typographer ended up completely wet, if there is no water here, everything is covered with ice.

The Cartographer decided to go out for a moment to see how the Typographer was, and managed to see that in one part, a hole had been made and under it there was water, most likely the Typographer had been walking and at some point, that part was weakened ending up making him fall.

Everything was covered in darkness, the only thing they had at hand were the flashlights, really having some heaters would make a big difference. The days passed and the Cartographer was the only one who attended to the only two sick people in the place, Benno could do little in his current condition, and the Typographer was also having a bad time, the only communication they had, was the same Cartographer, with whom they chatted to pass the time, they do not know how many hours or rather days they have been there, but for some strange reason, they feel that it is happening slower than they think, and that makes everything feel rushed....

I was trying to fall asleep, but at that moment, the Typographer seems to have recovered better than me, but...at what point is he well now? If less than a minute before I went to sleep, the Cartographer told me that he was in a very bad way, now that I remember while I was trying to sleep, I seemed to hear some shouting nearby, an argument had occurred? Quickly the Typographer told me something that I didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

『"Let's get out of here, I'll save you Pantheologian"』

That was what the Typographer told me, I was really confused about this, I was grateful for his help, but I could realize something, he wanted to camouflage it in that he wanted to help me, but most likely he could no longer resist in the situation we were in. I was surprised that despite being too small, he managed to carry me and....

『"You're very light, you help a lot with this, I'm only going to ask you something Panteologo, resist until the end..."』

He had confidence in me at that moment, he was asking me with all his heart to resist until the end of the journey, this really made me happy, so I answered him that I will continue to live until the end, but he answered me.

『"That's not what I meant..."』

So we set out on the journey but this time with what he thought was right, this time he 

would take the lead on this, he was going to follow the directions that Shinu left at all 

times, it was strange, he was not warm like the Geologist, nor protective like the 

Cartographer, being on the back of the Typographer, it felt like if I do something I 

shouldn't, I will receive a huge punishment. I turned to look back at the Cartographer, but as I looked back at him, his expression of the smile and encouragement that he has, was now, as it were, losing what made him him him. When he looked at me, he simply gave me a smile, as if telling me that nothing bad was happening, but it was obvious, his body was shivering from the cold he felt, the blizzard seemed to have increased that even I could feel it, this is what the Cartographer had to endure? he really is a strong guy. ....

『Hey Cartographer, what about the medicine the nurse gave you? They were for your cold, I can tell you're having a hard time, why don't you take them?』

I commented that, since I also managed to see how the Nurse on that occasion, I ended up giving him 2 medicines for the disease, but as soon as I said that, I could feel a sense of stop even though we have not stopped, the Typographer did not say anything, where the Cartographer only as not to worry me more, he stopped hugging himself, stopped putting an expression of being cold and drew me.

『I already took it, I'm getting better, there were 2 of them, so one I took, and the other 

the Typographer, so there's nothing to worry about *smile*』.

He really seemed to be forcing himself to say that, I could tell, the smile with which he said it was the most forced so far, but as we were walking along following what the 

Typographer thought was right, the blizzard kept getting stronger and stronger. And at one point, we heard a roar of a dangerous animal, just as the blizzard suddenly became stronger, pushing us all backwards, I could notice how the Typographer was really not going to let me go, he was holding me with all his strength, this seems to be strong, he was repeating all the time.

『"Resist!!!! Resist!!!! You have to resist!!! don't go with the flow!!!!"』

We were resisting as much as we could, when I looked back I could see how the 

Cartographer was already fallen to the ground, his resistance was so low that he could not stand it, while the Typographer did not want to surrender to a greater force, he wanted to show that in a decision, he can be the one who ends it, but .....

『"..."』

I could literally feel how the whole world became horrible for a moment, I could not resist anymore, this surprise I did not expect, I really could not resist anymore, my endurance reached this point... At that moment, I ended up shitting myself, I got diarrhea at that moment and when I was on top of the typographer, he was really angry and screamed.

『"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!!!! I TOLD YOU TO FUCKING RESIST!!!! 

I'M SURROUNDED BY ASSHOLES!!!!!"』

I had never really seen such an angry person in my life before, I dropped me at that 

moment, and because the blizzard was so strong, it ended up dragging the 3 of us back all the way.

The tent where we were now, was mine that was not disarmed, I really did not know at that moment how to look at my companions, the Cartographer was getting worse and worse, the color of his skin turned pale, while every time I looked at the Typographer, he only insulted me.

『"Don't look at me you piece of poop, you're an idiot who doesn't understand anything, and if you'd better go fuck yourself? huh?! We'd be better off if we didn't have you looking after you! You fucking asshole!"』

Actually what happened at that moment when the blizzard dragged us, due to the force by which we were pushed, we ended up destroying the Tipografo's tent, although we should be grateful for this, since it cushioned the possible fall into the hole to the icy waters of Antarctica. Right now we are sheltering in my tent that still resists the strong blizzard but... it is very bad because of me, not only me, the Typographer, having shit on his sword, was also upset, upset that he gave me diarrhea, upset that he could not fulfill his goal again, and upset to come back here and end up in a worse situation.

『"You know what, this is already lost, I don't know how long it's been, I don't know what day it is, I don't even know how I should act, but what I want right now is not to end up with you two idiots, good for nothing, because I have to be separated with you, the least capable and idiots of the group, while on the other hand, the others are fine...you have the Nurse, you have the dwarves, you won't lack anything, because I got to be with you and not with them....Ahh!!!! I've had enough!!!!"』

He started yelling about this, it really seems that his tolerance has a limit, I really wasn't the first time he listened to his complaints, he took all his anger out on me before, for him to tell me all this, really made me want to cry at any moment.

『"First of all you!!!! What the fuck are you walking around shoving everything in your 

mouth!!!!! There's your fucking price! You think nothing was going to happen to you!!!!! 

That brain of yours must be hollow. You piece of asshole! Because of you, you put us all in trouble. If it weren't for you, we'd all be together right now, even exploring this miserable cave more!!!! But no! The dumb shit-ass motherfucker wanted to eat his raspado!!!! Ahhh!!!!! It's just that how you were raised, she must have been a fucking moron if she let you put everything in your mouth!!!! I hope you die already so you don't cause any more trouble!!!! don't say I didn't care about you!!!! Try to help them but they just won't let me do it!!!!"』 

He was really telling me everything at that moment, I didn't know how to look him in the face, I just couldn't take it anymore and I was finally crying silently. It was not only me, the Cartographer no longer has the strength to defend me, he was also complaining and defiling his whole person in front of us, he is falling into despair and blaming us, that's how it feels when you can't do it anymore Typographer, if the Nurse saw you in this state, I don't think she would like you anymore, my friend. ....

『"YOU 2!!!!! ARE THE ONES WHO DESERVE TO DIE THE MOST!!!!!!---------

-----"』

At that moment when the Typographer shouted, something that nobody expected just 

happened, the tent that was keeping us safe from the blizzard, was literally destroyed from one moment to the next, the Typographer annoyed by this, would turn to his back to look what had happened, no matter who it was, he was going to complain to him too and throw shit at him but....

『"Eh?.....what.... is a bear doing here..."』

There was a polar bear that was easily 10 feet tall if he stood up. And that is indeed what it did, having the Typographer in front of it, it really was like an ant to have it. The 

Typographer was frightened, his heart stopped, but still, he groaned all the same.

『"AAHHH!!!! ENOUGH!!! The more I have to suffer!!!! Are you going to do something 

to me? Are you going to kill me? Fucking bear!!! Well don't even believe it!!!! I won't give you the pleasure of doing it!!!!!"』

The Polar Bear, seeing the threat that the Typographer was, did not hesitate to prepare his claws to kill him with a single blow. But at that moment, the Cartographer appeared to rescue him, but at that moment he received the claws in his back. He wanted to get up, whereupon the Typographer could only say.

『"That's it!!! Cartographer you're not worth a damn!!!! One little claw and you're done!!!! You should die on this very spot!!!!"』

He really did not waste a second to discourage everyone, the Cartographer wanted to get up, but at that moment because of the condition he was in, his body really could not, the Polar Bear saw Benno, he was so scared that he could not stand it anymore, he ended up shitting himself and giving him diarrhea again, just feeling the smell of putrefaction that was coming from Benno, made the animal not want to go near him, let alone eat him. But if he wasn't going to go for it then.

『(Going to go for the 2!!!)』

The Polar Bear was going to go straight for the 2 of them, who the Typographer just kept yelling at the Cartographer to leave him, while the Cartographer was gathering some 

strength to be able to leave with him. To this Benno had 2 things to do, either let the bear go after his friends and kill them, or the other option....

『Mother...I'm sorry I won't be going home again....』

Remembering his mother for the last time, Benno plucked up courage, and with the 

Cartographer's care, he was able to muster enough strength to run with all his might 

towards the bear. The polar bear could not really understand this, the grip was not strong enough to hold him at all. But Benno gave his all to never let go.

『YOU WILL NOT TOUCH MY FRIENDS!!!! I TRUST THEM!!! THEY MUST LIVE 

AT ALL COSTS!!!!』

He was really using all his strength, the pressure he was feeling increased more and more. The Cartographer could not stay behind, so he also managed to gather enough strength, he took the Typographer with him to be able to retreat. This for the bear wanted to follow them, but the person next to him was really disgusting and filthy. It might look unbelievable to Benno, but to the Bear, he had the most disgusting bug he had ever seen in his life, he was shitting himself and having extreme diarrhea, at any moment he was going to die in the worst and most humiliating way possible.

『(Life taught me something, humiliating moments, being looked down upon, no one wants that in life, for that very reason, I have strived all my life to never show a pathetic form of me, but now that makes no sense, if the only way I can help my friends to stay alive, it may not be the most epic way, but let them know I gave my life in the most humiliating and embarrassing way possible!!!!!!) Mother!!!! Take a good look at your son!!!! I don't care anymore if they see me pooping!!!!!!』

At that moment Benno was giving his all for this moment, but before he could remember another beautiful moment with his mother, he would smile at her for the last time. The Polar Bear prepared its claws, and from one moment to another, it ended up hitting Benno's whole body, the Pantheologist could not handle it, he had big wounds all over his body, the instant he received the claws, he was experiencing what he was most afraid of, he could no longer feel the cold, his sight was blurring in the dark, he could no longer breathe, hearing became empty, taste....he could only feel blood in his mouth...he could not speak at all, Benno, the Pantheologian, the only thing he could do, was to shed a tear because he died the way he never wanted to.

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