[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
Clank—
I closed the door behind me and headed for the bookshelf to retrieve a familiar diary.
Click!
Injecting my mana into it, the diary 'clicked' and opened. Scrolling through the pages, I read through them once again.
'Die! Die! Die! Die!'
My eyes darted from left to right as I read through each page once again.
I took in all the details that I previously missed last time, regardless of how meaningless they seemed.
From the tears on the pages to the little stains on them.
I took in everything.
"...."
I didn't know how long had passed, but by the time I had read it for the 'nth' time, the sky outside had already gotten dark.
"....Everything checks out with what is written. Nothing has changed."
I took a deep breath then.
'Did I really go to the past...?'