ImmortalClown

“I shall see the end of this day!”

In a world on the edge of collapse, who could defy despair? In the ruins of dreams and shadows of death, who was writing fate’s cruel script?

I stepped into the world of my favorite novel, where reality and fiction blurred into a twisted nightmare.

Collapsed cities, monstrous nightmares, and a sky shrouded in blood. Deception, betrayal, secrets, and survival… The pages turned endlessly, yet the answers to the world’s mysteries remained out of reach.

This is the story of an average individual, whose life has been filled with nothing but misfortune and mysteries. 

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Beyond the Eternity

For my polite greeting, I received no response. The Demonic Werewolf's piercing yellow eyes continued to glare at me in silence, burning with hatred. It wasn't surprising. After all, I was the one who had abducted him and sealed his voice with a skill.

Naturally, anyone would resent me if they were in his position, but I ignored the hostility in his gaze and continued to smile mockingly.

"Oh my, why are you glaring at me so passionately? Is it because I left you all alone? I'm a rather busy fellow, so try not to hate me too much."

"Mmm, are you trying to say something? You should really speak up so people can hear you."

The Demonic Werewolf trembled intensely with suppressed, accumulated rage. A satisfied grin tugged at my lips. I had pushed him far enough, but there was no way I'd unseal his voice.

He possessed an incredibly troublesome skill that I had no intention of letting him use against me.

Experimentation and Testing [4]