Seishin had offered a polite nod of his head at the sound of his family name, but otherwise remained silent.
A ferryman with the name of Charon, was it? Though Seishin was hardly an expert on Greek mythology, he had come across the name on several occasions during his researches. A part of him was not fully certain whether to be darkly amused or unnerved as he wondered whether they would be ferried off to the Underworld. Be as it may, the trials that awaited them were best not to be underestimated, and for what could have been the hundredth time he had to wonder whether the end result was truly worth it all.
As Charon-san made his comment, Seishin dared to lower his gaze to the faces of dead people floating beneath the water's surface. The knitting of his eyebrows was the only outward sign of how unnerved he felt by such a macabre sight, otherwise retaining his nearly stoic calmness. At the same time he was startled by a morbid curiosity regarding the nature of the Dead in the water. They did not seem to be zombies of some sort...
If anything, it underlined that paying the ferryman's toll was indeed the only way of safely crossing this lake. Nonetheless, he couldn't help but wonder: what did it mean for whatever that was ahead of them?
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A ferryman with the name of Charon, was it? Though Seishin was hardly an expert on Greek mythology, he had come across the name on several occasions during his researches. A part of him was not fully certain whether to be darkly amused or unnerved as he wondered whether they would be ferried off to the Underworld. Be as it may, the trials that awaited them were best not to be underestimated, and for what could have been the hundredth time he had to wonder whether the end result was truly worth it all.
As Charon-san made his comment, Seishin dared to lower his gaze to the faces of dead people floating beneath the water's surface. The knitting of his eyebrows was the only outward sign of how unnerved he felt by such a macabre sight, otherwise retaining his nearly stoic calmness. At the same time he was startled by a morbid curiosity regarding the nature of the Dead in the water. They did not seem to be zombies of some sort...
If anything, it underlined that paying the ferryman's toll was indeed the only way of safely crossing this lake. Nonetheless, he couldn't help but wonder: what did it mean for whatever that was ahead of them?