Chapter 85: Progress

A chill ran down my spine, a dark feeling colder than the professor's eyes brushed over my skin… Trying to keep control over my body and suppress the trembling, I took a slow breath… I thought I recognized this feeling, believed I was used to its abyssal void, the sensation… the feeling of death, the horrible sensation that makes your heart pound repeatedly and a cold sweat run down your forehead. It's simply the worst feeling any living being can experience, no matter what species you are—it's just stronger than you, breaking down your mental defenses from all sides to leave you falling into pure despair, making you fear death whether you want to or not…