I listened to the inner voices of Keps and Klint and went forward with the plan of carving my way through the ghostly whale on a quest to strike down its heart for the experience, or to take control of its brain if I could discover it.

  I cut up a membrane of some sort located in front of me and rushed inside. As I did, my entire body was flung sideways along some kind of a tunnel filled with hundreds of silver, semi-transparent hexagons and pyramids tumbling along with me.

  Was this the Phantom whale's circulatory system?

  Wait...

  Hundreds of harmless-looking hexagons all around me suddenly unfolded into spider-like-things, akin to bacteriophage viruses, heading right for me.

  Hundreds of tiny, triangle-shaped pincers struck me from all directions.

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  I tried to use [Tamus-Anima] on my attackers, but there were far too many of them constantly coming from all directions. Even as the ones I had pacified fell off me, many more came to take their place.

  The lines of messages went on and on and on, the pain didn't let go for a second, intensifying as I started to come apart.

  I helplessly screamed as the little bastards cut me apart piece by piece until I dissolved into nothing.

  [THE END]

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