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

As the fog embraced the two figures standing on the surface of the water, a smile soon graced Lazarus's features as he looked at the red-eyed figure before him.

"Is this your intent...? Not bad."

It almost felt like a certain someone he once knew.

One that was related to blood...

But at the same time, it felt different. Lazarus had merely caught a glimpse of it. He didn't know exactly what An'as's intent was.

Looking at his body, An'as raised his head back up to look at the merchant with a complicated expression.

His mind felt a lot fresher at this very moment.

He couldn't quite explain it, but it was almost as though a mental block that had been weighing him down for a long time had finally been lifted, granting him the ability to form an intent.

One that he had been trying to chase for the longest time.

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