Chapter 243: Action (3)
The player himself was utterly oblivious, at this moment he had completely lost himself in his own desires, his face displaying a hint of obsession.
And yet, his pupils had begun a slow, but rhythmic dance, dilating, contracting, then dilating again… With each "beat" of his pupil's movement, some of the player's small muscles were gradually being manipulated, starting with the intermittent twitching of his facial muscles, the amplitude of which began to diminish with each "adjustment."
"No… no!" It was only then that the player realized something was amiss; he instinctively wanted to resist, but his body had become foreign to him.
However, his control over his body was completely gone; his consciousness was like an utterly hollowed-out framework, rigidly and desperately experiencing the changes in his own body.
He wanted to feel sadness, to feel anger, but he had been completely stripped of even the ability to express his emotions.