[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
As if the very air had been sucked from the air around me, I found myself unable to breathe as I stared at the thin thread that hung over the gigantic hand in the sky.
It loomed over the dark sky, spreading its threads all over the entire city of Bremmer.
The magnitude of the hand was hard to describe, and seeing the countless strings that were connected to it made me lose all sense of focus.
It made me feel insignificant.
It felt as if my every movement, along with those of every citizen in the city, was being manipulated by the colossal hand looming in the sky.
Like the marionettes in the wooden stalls by the streets.
"....."
My eyes started to sting as I suddenly forgot to blink.
I just stared at the gigantic hand without saying a single word.
'Where is everybody? Why is no one noticing the massive hand?'