[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
"How does this even make sense?"
I looked around and saw people staring at me with raised brows. Some even looked at me with gloating looks.
In particular...
"Uekh!"
"What are you laughing at?"
"You."
"...."
I pursed my lips, feeling the wrinkles on the mask change subtly. Indeed, my mask was that of an old man. With greying white hair, deep wrinkles, and sunken cheeks, I wasn't just old. I was really old.
'Ah, shit.'
Looking around me and seeing everyone's faces, I felt like crying. Why was I the only one made to look like an old man?
"You have to change your voice too. Make yourself sound older."
"I'll kill you."
"Oh no..."
Leon covered his face with borh hands and pretended to look scared. The only issue with his actions was the lack of change in his expression. His face just seemed to drip with sarcasm at this very moment.
"I'll kill you."
"You already said that."