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

Looking at the old man, I tried to see if he was wearing any disguise, but the more I looked the less likely this seemed to be. The wrinkles on his face felt real and his voice was also quite hoarse.

'Maybe his disguise is very good?'

The old man looked at me strangely.

I didn't really know what to say.

'He's definitely a lunatic.'

"Do you think I don't look my age? How strange."

Picking up a mirror, the old man massaged his beard.

"...And here I thought I was looking quite good."

"What's with that face that you're making?"

I subconsciously started to touch my face. Realizing that I wasn't making a face, I silently cursed to myself.

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