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No More Pain For This Villain.

[Synopsis] In a dark, underground basement, a spooky old man's voice sent shivers down my spine. "You're gonna meet your end, hahaha," he taunted, before lunging at me with a sword, slashing the air, and spattering my throat with red drops. "We'll see," I defiantly whispered, my last words fading as I drifted into darkness. Suddenly, I woke up in a bustling tavern filled with laughter and clinking glasses. A captivating lady stood before me, her beauty clashing with her angry expression, ready to disrupt the cheerful mood. "Don't stalk me," she snapped, giving me a harsh look before storming out of the tavern. Am I stuck in some kind of game? My common sense shattered, leaving me questioning my reality. ------------------------------------------- [A/N: Give it a read, buddy; you won't regret it.] [Discord Server Link: https://discord.com/invite/4gVfcaePJS]

Satan03 · Fantaisie
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Hiding The Evidence.

Silence

 

 

I exhaled heavily and looked about it. There is a bleeding, decapitated corpse in front of me, and the area is simply too calm. I was unable to utilise the flaming tornado spell I had intended to use earlier, but I was still able to escape the situation by rapidly killing Kyle with the inferno bolt. However, as a result of that, I am currently in a very bad state.

Sigh

 

 My left side of my chest has a large wound, and blood is seeping out of it too quickly, making my brain sluggish and slow to react to anything.

To take the healing potion out, I slowly reached for my pants' back pocket. The sparkling, green liquid was spilled into my wound after I drew it out and cracked open the vial with my thumb.

Despite the fact that I know it will be more effective if I consume it rather than merely apply it topically, I am currently unable to even consider breathing normally, let alone drinking anything.

Drip