Thus, the fourth diary came into Malin's view.
The Month of Early Summer, the first sunrise.
I finally understand what the so-called Chaos creatures are. These entities, unexpectedly, are just like me—foreign visitors from another dimension. The difference is, I came through a wormhole as an unlucky soul, while they are highly dangerous invaders. The Noble's younger son, Baal Sebas, explained to me a wealth of knowledge I didn't know before.
He was also very curious why I didn't know these things, but he assumed I was a lucky survivor who emerged from a shelter.
He said that back in the Great Destruction Era, sometimes survivors would walk out of the closed shelters. His great-grandfather was one such survivor who had come out of a shelter.
That allowed me to dodge a bullet, as humans in this world harbor hostility toward visitors from the Outer Domain.
Malin chuckled. That father really was quite an amusing character.
But regardless, Malin continued to read on.
