[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
"Haa…"
I took a deep breath and suppressed the pain that was invading every inch of my body. A lot of the wounds that I had sustained were merely surface level with Angela trying to bleed me out throughout the entire match.
She was trying to turn the fight into one of attrition.
Her thoughts weren't wrong. I was just a few minutes away from losing too much blood to continue.
I was thankfully able to turn things around in the nick of time.
"…Hm."
As the familiar cube materialized before me, I instinctively reached out and grasped it. Instantly, my surroundings blurred, and I found myself standing beneath the platform.
There were several people already waiting beneath.
"You don't look so great."
Leon was one of them. Unlike me, he looked to be in tip-top shape.
As his gaze wandered over my body, he tossed me a towel.
"Here."
"Thanks."