Entrail_JI

[From the Author of Author's POV...]

Emotions are like a drug to us.

The more we experience them, the more we become addicted.

The hardest part is not letting them consume us.

But it's already too late for me.

I've already been swallowed whole. 

*** 

I had no knowledge of the game. 

I was meant to have died. 

And yet, I found myself in this situation. 

A game I had never played before. A character I was unfamiliar with, and... A world that seemed to want to swallow me whole with every move I made. 

What the hell is going on?

...and who am I?

***
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Advent of the Three Calamities

Rupert locked the door behind him.

A small smile spread across his lips. The escapee was now trapped. He made sure that to be the case.

At the same time, he felt cold sweat trickle down the side of his face.

Had he not been paying extreme attention, he would've been in trouble.

Thankfully, he had been on high alert. While he did believe the story at first, the fact that his so-called 'colleague' refused to even look at him once was fairly suspicious.

Of course, that wasn't enough to warrant Rupert's actions.

The real reason why he was able to find out was simply because of the threads that were coming out of his body. They were thin, almost imperceptible. And yet, if one paid close attention, they'd notice them.

It was almost as if he wanted him to detect him.

Why would he want himself to be detected if his goal was to escape?

Escape [6]