Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 190. |¨

I teleported again, and though it was a success this time as well, I vomited my soul out and felt unable to try again for the next time. Teleporting wasn’t good for the stomach.

I have dreamed so often of getting chewed up, and because it always happened the same way, I remembered it precisely. Strangely, no matter how injured I was, I would only die after being swallowed, so I knew the whole process.

No matter if I used knives or guns, they hadn’t worked in my dreams, not injuring the giant at all.

At least, it wouldn’t bite my head off like some rabbit nibbling on a carrot because then it would be over instantly anyway.

I would fall into its mouth, and that messed-up tongue would push me to its right molar. From then on, it would just be a run-and-jump game; let’s try to train this first. Okay.

"I’m going to kill a stranger~" I hummed the song that came to my mind.

"So, don’t you be a stranger~"

I drank a bit of water and searched for a place with not as many dead ash trees.

I fall inside the gigantic mouth.

I let myself fall on the ground.

The tongue pushes me to the right row of molars.

I rolled my body to the right.

Inside the molar, there is a pit, and when the upper row comes down on me, the pit is not enough to save me from being crushed under the teeth.

Okay, so we need to get out of that pit first.

I stood up and jumped to my left, away from the molars and back to the tongue. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Ah, it would be so easy if it worked like that.

Yet it wasn’t enough. The teeth were as big as a small house. There was no guarantee that I could jump wide enough to avoid being crushed by the edge of the teeth.

Let’s think. There were not only the pits that a normal tooth had; this giant hadn’t brushed his teeth for quite a while, and he had holes in them—holes I could hide in. In the right molar row, there was a hole in the upper tooth that was near me. It was ahead and to the right.

Ahead and to the right. I stood up and jumped to the spot I remembered it to be; I should be able to avoid being crushed if exactly this messed-up hole came down on me.

After I am crushed under the teeth and am nearly losing consciousness from the pain, from my broken bones, from my crushed skull, and from my insides that are spilling out, the teeth lift, only to come down on me a second time.

A second time. This time, the hole would move up, but the tooth wouldn’t come down in the same way it did before. A step to the left.

The tongue peels my destroyed body from the teeth and pushes me to the left row. The teeth come down on me again.

This time, there are multiple holes in the bottom row.

"I was in the war~"

"You were in the war~"

It shouldn’t be able to remember anything, especially since I should already have died countless times before the dream reached that point, but I am. I remember this damned set of teeth like the giant’s infatuated dentist.

Four times, they come down on me, and after these four times, there is nothing left in me that could feel pain, yet these crushed remains can’t rest. I am never losing consciousness.

Straight ahead and to the right. Then fall to the ground (tooth) and roll to the right. There is a hole. I ran ahead and let myself fall before I rolled right, ashes surrounding me. But four times... I will get thrown out through the motion and into the pit again. Is there enough time to climb back and roll inside again?

I went through these endless horror scenes inside my head.

No.

But there were more holes.

Straight ahead again, I needed to jump from one tooth to the next; there the ’hole’ was the whole pit that went deeper than the upper tooth. It would also lead me to the back of the teeth, near the throat.

I ran straight ahead and jumped.

The tongue moves up, and saliva gathers, washing my remains down to the throat, where I am swallowed, and where this horrifying torture finally, finally ends.

Luckily, there was little to no saliva in the chewing process. Only at the end did it gather when the giant was in the midst of swallowing me.

How long can I hold my breath? I conjured up a watch and tried it out. Three minutes—that would have been impossible in the past—probably part of my upgrade. Very nice. It should suffice.

Fine. I get swallowed and have miraculously survived until now. What’s next?

Fuck.

"Biology." I was never really good at it, but at least I wasn’t kicked out like in history class and remembered some foggy things about blood cells, which we had in my class before summer vacation.

I conjured up my biology book. There it was. Shit, everything about it was full of blood stuff and cell things. I am really small compared to the giant, but not as small as some fucking blood cells, goddamn it.

Did I have some biology book that was about anatomy? I don’t need to know the contents, but I need to know how the cover looks, like with the porn magazine I conjured up in prison.

How did my biology book from two years ago look? I figured it looked the same way, just with a smaller number on the cover.

"Fuck." I need a skeleton. There was one in school, which I remember because some guys put a hat on it and dressed it, which I suspect was Danny. However, someone, probably also Danny, accused me, and I had to take off its clothes in front of class, or they would call my father.

Fine, I’ll forgive him for that if this dumb prank saves my life.

When I wanted to conjure up the skeleton, I noticed that the coin had changed again. There was an additional line on the top right of the vertical one; now it looked like a mirrored seven or an upside-down ’L’.

"What the?" I can’t figure this shit out now.

I conjured up the skeleton and looked at it closely for a long time.

"What am I going to do with this?" I am not going to go inside a skeleton but inside a damn giant with muscles and flesh and the like.

"FUCK YOU, DANNY!" I yelled to the sky before putting that damn thing away.

"Oh baby, it’s alright~"

"It’s alright to feel~"

No, no. Think. What do I even want to do?

I want to kill it, but how am I going to do it? I think after I got swallowed, I am wandering down in the stomach, which would be bad.

What exactly was in between the throat and the stomach? How does whatever is between feel and look? Is there fluid? Will I have to hold my breath?

I ran my hands over my face. DAMN IT! I was never really interested in the insides of bodies because, honestly, it freaked me out.

I want to imagine that inside me everything is working fine, but I don’t want to know the exact processes because it’s disgusting and fucking scary.

Every summer vacation, even before the guys and I got closer, I would party and drink with the intention of forgetting everything I had learned the year before, and guess what? It fucking worked!

Okay, how to kill someone? Either through the brain or heart; those are the most lethal. The brain is closer to the mouth than the heart. So, if I go with the brain, it should work, right?

But the skull. There is a fucking skull protecting the brain. If I go through the throat upwards, maybe with some climbing gear or no idea, is there a skull I have to penetrate, or is the skull only outside the head?

"Why am I so fucking dumb?" Shit, but nobody told me to pay attention to biology class in case I get swallowed BY A GIANT, COME ON!

I tried to conjure up my biology books from years ago. It didn’t work; I couldn’t remember how they exactly looked.

How about I conjure up a corpse or a human and look inside their head myself?

Wait, am I able to conjure up people?

AM I ABLE TO CONJURE UP PEOPLE???!!