212. Roommate

The harder Victor refused to obey the voice's commands, the bigger the crack in the glass blocking Victor's memory.

[ Affection?! Ha ha ha! Don't joke about that bullshit! Hate her! I'm just asking you to hate her! ]

The voice sounded, no longer able to relax arguing with Victor. The voice that previously referred to a demonic whisper filled with incitement, had now turned into a demon that forced its will on the followers.

Victor still adamantly refuses to submit to the vote. "I will never take your word for it!"

"Urkhh…" Victor covered his mouth with his palm as he felt his stomach churning as if his insides had been crushed by an invisible hand.