"Let's go. We need to meet my boss, then you can safely leave the central area."
The moment the taxi driver said these words, Divine raised his brows, and then he folded his arms.
"Hold up right there pantyhose. I never said I was going to meet your boss first."
The taxi driver, who was just about to take a step forward, paused. His left eye twitched when he heard what Divine called him. He faced Divine, and with a neutral expression, he spoke:
"That was the deal we made. You tell my boss what it is you wanted to steal from the Central Lord, and he gives you safe passage out of the central area."
Divine chuckled, and with a tone devoid of any playfulness, he said:
"And you think I trust and believe you? For all I know, this can all be an elaborate trap to kill me and my friend."
Corey glanced at Divine.
"This is what you'll do. Take the two of us out of the central area, and then I'll meet your boss."
The taxi driver frowned slightly, then he chuckled softly. "If you want, I can take you out of here, and you can leave the Central Area on your own."
A cold light flashed in Divine's eyes, and Corey glanced at the arms of the taxi driver.
They didn't need the taxi driver to tell them what he meant by his words explicitly. He was basically telling them that he and his boss were their only hope of leaving the Central Area safely.
The taxi driver did not need to force the two of them to do as he said. Their choices were laid bare before them:
They could either follow the taxi driver to his boss.
Or
They could go back to the surface and figure out a way to leave the central area.
If they chose to go back to the surface, they might eventually figure out a way to leave the central area. But, they were extremely certain that it was going to be bloody and dangerous, and it would also involve them exposing some of their secrets or hidden powers.
"Alright. Lead the way."
After thinking about it for a short while, Divine gave his reply. He gave Corey a glance, and Corey nodded.
The taxi driver had a smug smile, and without saying a word, he walked.
Divine and Corey looked at each other, and they both shrugged nonchalantly and followed the taxi driver.
As the trio walked into the depths of the sewers of the central area of the city of sin, Corey decided to observe his surroundings- The Sewers.
Never in Corey's entire life did he think there would be a time when he would find himself in the sewers. In fact, he rarely, or should he say, never thought of the sewers.
I mean, who in the world actually cared about the sewers?
But with every step he took and observation he took note of, he found himself amazed.
Unlike the central area of the city of sin, which was beautiful and full of bright lights, the underground sewers were entirely different. The underground sewers were a stark contrast to the brilliance of the city above- a realm cloaked in darkness and mystery.
The sewers were a web of narrow passages and expansive chambers lined with slick, moss-covered walls that glistened in the dim light. The air was heavy with the scent of dampness, decay, piss, and shit. The stench in the sewers was so pungent that tier 2s and tier 3s with a weak tolerance would find themselves vomiting their insides.
Occasional shafts of light pierce through grated openings above, casting long shadows that danced across the murky waters below. The sound of rushing water echoed through the tunnels, reverberating off the ancient brickwork and filling the air with a haunting melody.
Despite the darkness, the sewers were not devoid of life. Corey noticed bioluminescent algae that clung to the walls, casting an eerie glow that illuminated their path ahead. Rats scurried through the shadows, their eyes gleaming in the darkness as they navigated the labyrinthine passages in search of sustenance.
Occasionally, one might stumble upon forgotten relics of the city above—a rusted grate, a discarded piece of machinery—
remnants of a bygone era that now lie forgotten beneath the earth.
Whenever Corey came across these relics, he was slightly curious because he noticed that these relics were ancient. He knew that if he decided to study the relics, he might come across some forgotten, hidden, or unknown knowledge and discovery.
But that was not his business.
He didn't have the time nor the energy to spare to start investigating the secrets of the sewers.
Maybe somebody else would.
Maybe a blessed, for example.
Graffiti adorned the walls, a testament to the resilience of those who call this hidden world home.
Yes, home.
Surprisingly, Corey discovered clues that hinted that some people lived in the sewers.
He was extremely surprised by this discovery, and his curious nature wanted to meet these sewer dwellers. He wanted to converse with them, ask them why they chose to stay in the sewers, how they survived in the sewers, and ask them what they ate.
Although he wanted to meet these sewer dwellers, he decided not to derail from their current objective.
As he continued following the taxi driver along with Divine, he noticed a few more things.
Runes.
There were hidden runes that were camouflaged on the walls. If one did not have a keen eye or a high perception to the flow of energy, he or she would not be able to notice the runes.
Even Corey struggled to see the runes with his Eyes of Dreams and Nightmares.
Another amazing thing that Corey noticed was something that even surprised him.
He realized that even amidst the decay and darkness, there was a sense of beauty to be found in the sewers. In the interplay of light and shadow, in the rhythmic flow of water, there was a certain poetry—a reminder that even in the depths of the earth, life finds a way to flourish.
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