First floor

[Author's note: come on, guys, really? I waited for 5 whole days... and no response from you all? Mc died. At least react with something. I was expecting some (wtf author) comments or something like (open the door author, I just want to talk while holding a gun at his back)... but nothing. I am disappointed, guys. Do you guys have no interest anymore?

Sigh... fine, I already lost too many readers, so it's to be expected.

Now, that ending was kinda ass, wasn't it? So let's change it a little bit.

Let's reverse the flow of time again.]

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Huh?

What happened just now?

I clearly remember getting my head sliced off... but all of that turned back to normal?

I hurriedly checked my neck, but it was still intact.

My heart was racing faster than I could imagine... is this the fear of death? But I have been to this before... no, it is something else.

Why do I feel so restless?