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Advent of the Three Calamities

[From the Author of Author's POV...] Emotions are like a drug to us. The more we experience them, the more we become addicted. The hardest part is not letting them consume us. But it's already too late for me. I've already been swallowed whole. *** I had no knowledge of the game. I was meant to have died. And yet, I found myself in this situation. A game I had never played before. A character I was unfamiliar with, and... A world that seemed to want to swallow me whole with every move I made. What the hell is going on? ...and who am I? *** Discord : https://discord.gg/PEbN7fc2ww

Entrail_JI · Fantasy
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408 Chs

My Identity [1]

Emmet stood alone within the white world. 

Tak, Tak—

His steps quietly echoed within the white void, ripples forming beneath each step he took.

The more he walked, the more he found himself losing sight of himself. 

It felt as though he was slowly sinking into the depths of the ocean, darkness gradually enveloping him, embracing every part of his body in a strange and cold sensation.

He could imagine the Arcbishop's expression outside. 

'It's over. You've lost.' 

The Archbishop's voice quietly echoed in his mind over and over again. They were like whispers that reminded him of his ineptitude. 

Of his... failure.

It was unfair. 

He never had the time to properly adjust to this world. 

He... 

Tak—

More ripples formed as he took another step.