By My Hand

[You have no skill copied.]

I frowned, as ice started to set on my frigid skin. Due to the time limit, I knew my copied skill had disappeared long ago, but I still tried, hoping for a miracle. The stars in my eyes started to dim, as I slowly got closer and closer to the stairs of hell.

I wished I could say I belonged to the world above, but it had been my choice, and it now looks to me like it had the wrong answer to the system's question.

If I could go back, I would have chosen to send my dearest person down below and me to heaven, but there was nothing like going back, if there was, I would have used it already.

My skills were useless in this situation, not only because they didn't do anything to help, but because they weren't allowed. Nothing for me to hold on to for dear life. Only my pride kept me alive. If I let go now, I would admit defeat to one of the heroes for the second time now. And that was not something I was going to do.