“I shall see the end of this day!” In a world on the edge of collapse, who could defy despair? In the ruins of dreams and shadows of death, who was writing fate’s cruel script? I stepped into the world of my favorite novel, where reality and fiction blurred into a twisted nightmare. Collapsed cities, monstrous nightmares, and a sky shrouded in blood. Deception, betrayal, secrets, and survival… The pages turned endlessly, yet the answers to the world’s mysteries remained out of reach. This is the story of an average individual, whose life has been filled with nothing but misfortune and mysteries. † Discord: https://discord.com/invite/4YQDYXWGME
Before we continued moving, we paused to pray for the dead players. It was a short, solemn prayer to send off the deceased to the afterlife.
Normally, we would have moved on without a second thought, but Kagura insisted, saying it was only right to honor the fallen, even if they were our enemies.
Her attribute was Saint so It was within her setting to show respect even for the deceased. But to me, such gestures felt somewhat swallow.
In a chaotic world like this, where survival demanded bloodshed, what was the point of praying for those who wouldn't have hesitated to kill us?
Taking a life was a sin, wasn't it? Yet, in this twisted game, it seemed almost necessary. Would she still pray for those who sought to take her life, all for the sake of some fleeting story?
I couldn't shake the questions that gnawed at me. In this world, there was the 'Underworld' and there was also the cycle of reincarnation.