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

I stared at the black mist in front of me with a lost look. What in the world was happening? Was this part of the trial?

But how exactly was this going to get me angry?

...If anything, all I felt was lost, not angry.

The sound of a quiet step resounded throughout the church as I found myself stepping back.

As I lifted my head to gaze at the distant mist, I felt my hand begin to tremble. It was an unconscious shake, one that I couldn't control.

As if experiencing something similar, the distant mist stopped and looked at me.

His deep, yet hoarse voice echoed once more.

"...This is the resonance of our bloodlines."

"For we both possess the bloodline of the Holy Seer."

The one who haunts the Mylne Household [2]