My Beautiful Disciples, I'm really not the Main Character!

The crack in the sky widened as if a split in space and reality was created. The surroundings that were feeling warm until now, started feeling colder.

The desolate land around him began to transform. The craters filled with blood began to evaporate, blood rising into the air like mist.

The sword in Eren's hand felt warm, as if alive. The sword was slightly trembling as if matching the beat of his own heart. He could sense its power that felt similar to the Pendant of Poison but stronger.

It was as if the pendant of poison only carried a small drop of the strength that this sword possessed. While the Sword ended up in Eren's hand, the pendant around his neck started disintegrating with the last bit of its strength being used up.

The crack in the sky continued to grow until it appeared like a doorway to a world beyond. Through it, Eren could see a realm of light that was almost blinding.

The light coming from the giant spatial crack started to dim as something unknown took its place. Eren felt his entire body go cold, as if something scary was looking at him.

He could only look at the spatial crack, unable to take his eyes off the giant opening in the sky. Through the crack, he saw what felt like a giant eyeball that was observing him.

When he looked at that eye, he felt fear. It was a fear like nothing he ever felt before. It was something that went beyond death.

He felt as if his life and death was in that thing's control. As long as it desired, he was going to be obliterated like a puppet.

His mental protection had almost started breaking apart at the sight of that eye, his hands started trembling.

Eren didn't even understand what kind of world this was or how he even ended up here. But at this rate, he regretted coming here. He even wondered if this was the place where he was going to die.

"You are scared of that little thing?"

While Eren was starting to have a mental collapse, he heard a voice that sounded like a man's voice.

This was the first time he was hearing that voice as he didn't recognise it. He really wanted to turn around to see who was speaking. Unfortunately, he couldn't even move his body anymore.

His body was simply refusing to listen to him.

While he was still confused, he felt someone's fingers touch his hand. Or rather, it was touching the sword in his hand. The weight in his hand disappeared as the unknown man picked up the sword.

The man took a few steps forward. Eren lowered his pupils, catching a glimpse of the person.

Unfortunately, he could only see the back of that person. From the back, Eren couldn't even guess what the person looked like or his age.

He couldn't even see the physique of that person as there was a dark green robe wrapped around his shoulder with ancient characters that appeared to be alive, shifting positions with each passing second. The robe came down to the man's ankles.

The man was holding the sword as if it was perfectly natural for him. In his hand, the sword felt even stronger as a stronger shade of green rose from the sword.

The scent of poison around that sword felt so strong that just a whiff of it could kill an ordinary person. However, Eren remained unaffected for some reason.

The man did not say another word to Eren. Only his grip around the sword's hilt tightened. Soon, he raised his sword. Every movement of his sword felt like it was accompanied by the laws of the world, being in perfect sync with it.

The red mist of this world started gathering around the man's sword. Soon, the man swung the sword towards heaven.

As the blade arced towards the heavens, the crack in the sky reacted. The great eye that had instilled such fear in Eren widened momentarily, almost in shock or recognition. The light from the crack intensified, casting sharp shadows across the barren landscape.

A thunderous sound erupted, not from the clash of the sword against any physical object, but from the sheer force of its movement through the air. It was like a wrathful roar against the entity watching from beyond the crack.

The swing of the sword seemed to tear through the very fabric of reality. The crack in the sky began to tremble, the eye flickering and then narrowing in what could only be described as a reaction of pain or retreat.

The crack began to seal, the blinding light retreating like a tide. The eye, now merely a glint in the diminishing void, appeared to blink before vanishing completely. The sky returned to its previous state, completely calm.

The blood mist dissipated, leaving the air clear. Eren felt the warmth returning, not just to the surroundings but to his very core.

The fear that had gripped his body disappeared and he felt like he was finally able to move.

The man turned, and for the first time, Eren could see his face.

As Eren saw the man properly for the first time, he was absolutely stunned. The man truly looked extraordinary.

His face was absolutely flawless and his green pupils stood out, matching his deep green hair that was tied into a ponytail behind his back.

There was a strange calmness around him, even though he had faced something so strange.

The man stepped closer to Eren, going down on a knee in front of him to look straight in his eyes as if trying to see through something.

"It is just as I thought." He rubbed his forehead after a brief period of pause, appearing somewhat disappointed. "I suppose it's still too early."

"In that case, let me help you." A smile spread across his lips as he reached out his hand, placing a finger on Eren's forehead.