[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
Could a man really touch the sky?
Even if they reached the Zenith, could they really touch the sky?
In the past, I would've scoffed at such a notion.
How could someone touch the sky?
You'd have to be a god to do so.
And yet...
"...It's blue."
That very notion I refused to acknowledge appeared right before my very eyes.
"The sky is blue."
But how?
How could it be?
"A-Am I seeing things? Did the sky really change...?"
"This...!"
"Hahaha!"
The joyful laughter and voices of the people around me brought me out of my thoughts.
Gazing up at the dull, familiar sky I had long grown indifferent to, I watched their reactions, and at that moment, I realized that what I had always taken for granted was a gift they always strived to see.
"Master...! You did it!"
"Mas—"
It was also amid their joy that they finally took notice of the old man and their reactions changed.