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

The child was brought into the family at the tender age of five.

"Take some rest and get accustomed to your new home."

Everything felt new to the child.

"....Just rest here. Food and water will be provided to you."

The man's words were soothing. The entire scenario felt like a long dream. One that the child didn't want to extricate himself from.

"If you want to play with the other children you can do so. In here, no one can harm you."

To the young child, this dream. This very long dream.

Especially since there were a lot of children his age. That meant that there were many friends. But they all seem to be playing with weird stuff. Sword? Spear...?

'Em is not very good at those.'

He tried to interact with them in different ways.

The Three Idiots [2]