Important missions have a 100% chance of going to sh*t

""...""

Confusion lingered in my chest like an itch I couldn't scratch. My mind felt... unsteady. I wasn't used to that.

I moved on instinct, heading toward the nearest hotel Nowhere door. My footsteps were steady, calculated—habitual.

""A true pathfinder looks for no path, and no path leads to Nowhere""

I didn't process much else, not until I stepped through and the familiar sight of the reception lobby came into view.

""Phew~""

The sound left me before I even realized it. A slow exhale, quiet but shaky, as if my lungs had only now remembered to breathe.

Only then did I realize—

I had been holding my breath.

((I feel like I've aged a decade just in this week))

I thought, the wear and tear of continous missions beginning to pile on me both mentally and physically.

""That should be the last one, right?""