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My Friend and I Reincarnated Into a Tragedy Dating Game

So I've been playing this shitty dating game along with my friend. Why is it shitty? Well, none of the damn endings are happy! You're destined to get a sad ending no matter what choices you make. But for some reason, we couldn't stop ourselves from talking about it or searching for some other ending. Ah... but I guess it doesn't matter since both of us died saving some random people we never met. ...Wait, why did I reincarnate into the villain of the shitty dating game? And my friend reincarnated as the hero? Is this... a good thing? Fuck, Nathan why are you beating yourself up? We need to make a real plan here!

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Test of Resolve

The crushing pressure of mana appeared to flatten everybody nearby to the ground. That pressure wasn't lost on me either, but for some reason, I found myself able to stand despite the overwhelming force pushing down on my feet.

While that wasn't a problem, being able to cast the spell in the first place became a rather real issue.

Normally, I'd be pretty confident to cast a spell. But manipulating such volatile mana seemed nearly impossible at this point. In fact, I was just about zero percent confident I would be able to cast a spell like fireball.

But there was another spell, which wasn't really a spell in the first place, that I felt I had a chance at. It was the blackout spell. Unlike other spells, this was more of a feeling. Considering that was basically how I got here in the first place, it seemed fitting.