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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 · Fantaisie
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Diary [2]

I didn't know exactly where I needed to go, but I somewhat had an idea. Besides the study room, according to the blueprint, there wasn't anything else that was important. 

But there had always been something that had been bugging me from the very start. 

'The study room. It's too unprotected.' 

....It was as if the Archbishop knew that there was nothing important there and only left miscellaneous stuff. 

But there had to be more to what he had. 

There was no way he didn't have anything else with him. For example, the blood. How did he get his hands on something so valuable? 

The same was true for the ring. 

Gradually, my steps came to a stop as I looked around me to make sure that there was no one around. 

'It's only a hypothesis, but...'

I lowered my head to stare at the ring on my finger. 

Closing my eyes, I brought my consciousness in.