Chapter 28: The pain of rejection

Thud!

Clinton fell back down into the decaying forest, at the edge of this first level of the dungeon where he also collapsed in during his first time here.

Like the first time that he collapsed here, Clinton did not move immediately.

Sensing no danger behind him, he confirmed that the humans were either too preoccupied with dealing with whatever it was that affected the skeletons or they were too scared to come down here.

Well, it worked in his favor because at this moment, Clinton was not in the mood to do anything.

He just wanted to sit down like a corpse there, tired and exhausted.

Lying down in a pile of dried tree leaves, Clinton looked at the gloomy sky of the decaying forest with his hollow eyes, despair reflecting from the image.

At this moment, Clinton was simply tired.

And for the first time in both of his lives, this ever exuberant and boisterous personality felt tired of living.

The mere thought of it would have pushed him into a fit of laughter in his previous life but in