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

"This is... Hell?" Eren's face was a little pale as he looked at his surroundings.

As soon as he activated Hell's Pass, his body was shrouded in the essence of space. Before he knew it, he was brought to this unknown place.

If the essence of death was strong near Hell's Gate, then it could only be described as abysmal here. There was black smoke everywhere, which was the purest form of essence of death.

In this place, he could barely see his surroundings. The visibility was merely ten feet from where he was standing.

He had thought that the thread around his neck would guide him to the core of hell. However, the thread was nowhere to be seen. It was as if the thread was simply gone, ever since he willingly entered hell.

Without the thread, no one could find him. At the same time, he also couldn't navigate to the core of hell.

He was like a criminal who had tossed away gps which could lead his enemies to him. However, he also didn't know the right direction without that same gps.

Not only was the visibility bad, but his senses also felt like they were being obstructed by the essence of death. Even with his heightened senses, he couldn't see beyond ten feet from him.

If there was one positive in this situation, it was that he hadn't suffered too badly from traveling through space.

He didn't feel like he was going to pass out. His vision was a little shaky and his head was spinning, but it was much better than it used to be in the past.

He placed a healing pill in his mouth while trying to calm his heartbeat that was in chaos. He wanted to recover more before trying to find his way through this place.

Eren took a deep breath, feeling the bitter taste of the healing pill slowly dissolving on his tongue. Even if the healing pill couldn't help his situation, it still had a soothing effect that was spreading through his system.

He closed his eyes for a moment, focusing on the rhythmic beat of his heart, attempting to steady its frantic pace.

As his heartbeat gradually steadied, Eren opened his eyes, taking in his surroundings once more.

The black smoke was all around him, almost as if it were alive, filled with hostility of all those who had died.

"I thought hell would be much warmer. Strangely enough, it's quite cold."

Eren reached out his hand, trying to touch the black mist which avoided his fingers.

"Is it avoiding me because it doesn't like living things?"

Despite the fascinating environment, he knew he couldn't afford to stay in one place for too long. The longer he stayed here, the more dangerous it could be. He needed to move, to find some semblance of direction in this hellish realm.

He selected a random direction, as he had no map to guide him. Even if he had access to a map, he doubted it would be of much use, as this world likely did not follow the same spatial logic as Earth.

He couldn't follow the directions of the sun's movement to make sense of the directions. The rules that governed this place were entirely foreign to him.

Eren began walking on the uneven ground, which looked like it hadn't been walked on for a long time. As he moved, he tried to focus on any sound or sign that could lead him to any living being.

He had only walked for a short distance when he finally noticed something. There were signs! He saw footprints of a person. The only problem was that the footprint was a little too big.

With limited visibility, it took him quite some time to even cover the entire perimeter of the footprint, confirming that it was indeed that.

Calling the owner of that footprint was an understatement. The footprint alone was seventy feet long and twenty feet wide at the widest portion.

"Just what in the hell..."

The footprint didn't belong to a monster. From the shape of the footprint, it felt closer to the footprint of a human. The only difference was the size.

Were there humans living in Hell that were giants? Or was he the one that had shrunk? He much preferred the first possibility, not even wanting to think about the second possibility.

He knew that there was only one way to confirm it. He had to follow the footprints, which was much easier said than done with such bad visibility.

The owner of that giant footprint was going to have even longer strides. As long as he was walking straight, it was good. However, if he abruptly turned somewhere without leaving any signs, then it was going to be an absolute loss.

Eren hoped for the best as he started following the footprints, soon reaching what felt like a small wooden mountain on the way.

Initially, he didn't think much about it. It took him a moment to realize what that small mountain actually was. It was nothing more than a small tree branch that was tossed here as a waste.

"If it is really a tree branch, then am I really..." Eren felt like he was at a loss. He still didn't want to believe it.

Did he really shrink? Was he the only one who shrank or was the Tower Master and everyone else the same? Or did it have something to do with the usage of Hell's Pass? He wasn't sure.

Even in suffering, it was normal human instinct to wish the same suffering to their enemies if not worse. Eren really wanted it to be something that affected everyone who stepped into this world from their world, rather than for it to be the effect of Hell's Pass.

Two wings appeared behind his back, as he became even more impatient to find the owner of these footprints. He entered the form of the Dragon of Beginning and started flying in the direction.

After following the footprints for half a day, he finally saw a change in scenery.