chapter 5 first danger

Tristan kept running down the hall

for the first time, Tristan felt the lobby was longer no matter how much he ran it wouldn't come to an end. he cried out for help but he still heard the footsteps closing in on him . the assailant was still behind him closing in on him silently. for once the huge castle felt like a ghost house to him.

he kept running trying a door after another all of a sudden one of the doors clicked. he opened a room it was a small guest room he closed the door behind him and locked it. his heart was beating fast it was raining outside and it was all dark around him. he listened closely to the assailant's footsteps but he could not hear him a small relief flooded his mind. he heaved a light breath.

still gripping his chest he turned around.

all of a sudden the lightning struck and a black silhouette was seen before him he heard a laugh and kife was thrust towards his face.

.....

time seemed to slow down and Tristan felt depressed extremely depressed. for him, this feeling was like when he failed in an experiment in his previous life, back then he always felt regret like he was feeling now. like all the bad choices he'd made until this point was squeezing him. extreme regret that even after being born again into another world he was still going to die.

he didn't know whether he was going to be reincarnated again but he still felt at some corner a hope.

like something was telling him to still fight again and he did. suddenly

"system activated...."

he heard a voice inside his head.

"system rebooting "

it was an extremely familiar voice.

usually, a scientist working in the laboratory had a chip attached to their nervous system connected to the supercomputer a.s.a.i

it was the augmented voice of the ai that he heard.

he had no idea how it was happening but it was

"reboot completely.."

"system analysis in progress"

" system in imminent danger requesting the user to take precautions calculating countermeasures "

all these prompts kept ringing in his head as the kife was slowly moving toward his head

"the user is advised to shift his head to the left by 20 degrees"

hearing the voice alone was a trigger for Tristan like a released rubber band he suddenly twisted his head to the side. the knife hit the door with a small sound of wood being cut.

for a second the man in black coat was shocked