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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 · Fantasie
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The end of the trip [1]

The Empire was quick to act. 

With information about the Rock Dragon, coupled with the confirmation of the Mirror Crack, a new team was sent over in a matter of hours. 

The situation was no longer under control as it had been in the past due to the necromancer. 

Thus, the town of Ellnor welcomed new faces as an army of knights poured in from the entrance of the city walls. 

Beneath the sun's glare, their golden-plated armors gleamed brightly, presenting an imposing sight to onlookers.

".....Not bad." 

Sitting at the top of the castle walls, I breathed the fresh air while looking at the scene from above. 

The collective pressure coming out of their bodies made me shudder. 

But if that wasn't all, a new group emerged from behind. Wearing black robes with purple stripes, they trailed behind the knights. 

"They should be members of the Magic Tower. Judging from the purple stripes, they should be [Curse] specialists?"