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

A few moments prior, Northen Walls.

The situation beyond the walls protecting the Eastern Kasha wasn't great.

"Don't let the defensive line fall! Keep everything contained!"

"Let the mages shoot down at the monsters!"

"....Someone go to the defensive third unit and support them. The walls are about to be breached!"

Standing at the helm of the walls was none other than the Head of the House of Myron, Arten Myron. He, alongside several other well-known houses, took it upon themselves to protect the walls from the invading monsters.

The walls protecting the city were split according to the Cardinal Points; North, South, West, East.

The House of Myron was currently in charge of protecting the northern walls.

With the Mirror Cracks currently in a state of turmoil, the situation was rather dire.

Monsters continued to pour out and given the fact that the House of Astrid was missing, they lost a lot of their firepower.

The Northern Walls Fall [2]