Chapter 121: "Ticket-Bundling
...The number of deaths for the clones was too high.
The number of my own deaths was also too high.
Recently, my mental state had been getting worse and worse...since the Third World, I had felt an almost overwhelming dizziness, and although the discussion with Moli last night had provided some relief, the discomfort persisted, almost pulling me down into indulgence.
It was like being dragged down, that sweeping drowsiness made it very hard for me to concentrate these past few days...but fortunately, I could still think clearly.
I gasped for breath, my vision a sea of red, and the barrage of comments in the top right corner was scrolling madly. Even without looking, I knew the content was either concern or schadenfreude.
I leaned against the wall and slowly stood up.
...There was no turning back.
After all, I didn't even know if I was still on the right path anymore.