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My Infatuation With Death Chapter 46 : Remember your vow
Perspective : Kyle Bonfrost............................................. Nightmare......................................................"What is this?""Where am I ?".I opened my eyes, saw nothing.It was a pitch black void.Yet cold air caressed my skin,From the depths of my bewildered mind, I became aware of a peculiar symphony, faint echoes reverberating through the air.Like water being displaced."How odd!".Curious, I raised myself from my seated position, straightening my posture.I was in a realm of pure darkness, empty hollowness , I found myself adrift upon a small boat, guided by a figure hunched and enshrouded in a cloak of mystery."Who was he?".My mind no eager to ask any questions.As, a sense of relaxation and fatigue enveloped me. My body yearning for a sleep.An eternal slumber for the ages, from which I never wished to be woken up.And Yet, I can't help but wonder."Why is the sky above devoid of any stars?",The sky looked like an abyss of obsidian, that cast
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 47 : True feelings
Perspective : Thor Gild"Eeek .. shhhih.... ".I experienced a sudden, unexpected quivering sensation in my body."Ha"."It's kinda funny... I can't feel much of my back anymore"."Well that's a small price to pay for someone's life"."I anticipate that it will return to normal soon after it is free once again".I shifted Ron up a bit. Cracked my neck, as it made a satisfying popping sound."I wonder how Falisha is doing"."Haven't seen her ... since I left the tribe"."I guess she is still taking care of those sheep, left behind by that wandering shepherd once"."Always caring... that one".It was a start of a new day, inside that god forsaken cavern.The only difference was,We had been walking and walking since we all fought those large swarm of ants. Inside that weird chamber. Followed by some occasional run-ins with other swarms of ants.But these times, we evaded them. Carefully, scouting even before we blindly rush an empty suspecting room.Turned out, our friend Robin here had
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 48 : Gold and Riches beyond our wildest imaginations
Perspective : Conrad Garnier"Just who is this guy?"."First that rare mana potion and now these healing potions..... Not even one, two of them at that?"."Is he an alchemist?"."Nope .... that's unlikely"."This forest is filled with plants that could have been made an excellent potion.... at least I think so, ... could have swear..... if I had seen him harvesting any of those?"."Nope he definitely isn't an alchemist"."Come to think of it .... that weird magic of his ... particle magic.... I have heard it's name mentioned some times but never seen anyone use 'em ....huh strange".I pondered, while I stood there unintentionally staring at Kyle.Kyle caught on,"Do you need anything Conrad?".He asked.I replied,"Nope".He responded, "Sure you do .... "."Look at that leg of yours .... that's quite a nasty wound you got there".(Huh)I had completely forgotten about that. My sudden recall of my injury came with a unsuspecting searing pain, followed by a throbbing, like a heart beat.
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 49 : Welcome back to reality
Perspective : Conrad GarnierIt's funny how human psyche works? The mere sight of gold makes us forget our sufferings, It makes us blind. It makes us oblivious to the obvious abomination that lay before us.There was a huge dead centipede, whose limbs were made of gold. Yeah, nothing suspicious or ominous about that, isn't it?Truth be told, the mere sight of gold to us was like a life-giving oasis to a person desperately parched with thirst.We can't help but be drawn to that sight, It was the reason of our sufferings, It was meant to be our reward.Because,Our greed was a guiding light, that kept us going, we never faltered, never lost hope. And, when we saw what we wanted, the beacon and the fruit of our labour. We became complacent.Full filling an unspoken commitment to our fallen comrades,"so, what if we let our guards down?""So, what if we became blind to the obvious truth around us?"."Atleast that much should be allowed"."Or does it?".Standing right there, I felt noth
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 50 : Well needed rest
Perspective : Thor GildWhile we kept walking tirelessly, without a moment to rest, our exhausted bodies were on the brink of collapse. Emilia, left with no alternative, decided to take a risk, knowing that the room ahead was our only passage. With one hand on her forehead, she exclaimed, "Ahhkk" in frustration. "Keep your guards up," she cautioned. Drawing her striking crimson blade,However, due to her exhaustion and the toll taken by her excessive use of Stamina potions, Emilia's body finally gave in, and she found herself on the verge of stumbling. Yet, in that critical moment, she reacted swiftly. Steadying her blade, she drove it into the ground, using it as an impromptu cane. With sheer determination, she hauled herself back up into position, refusing to let her exhaustion hinder our progress.As she said,"Never mind".Not only was Emilia on the brink of collapse, but everyone else also struggled to maintain their composure. Each member of the group could barely stand uprig
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 51 : Nature has it's ways
Perspective : Conrad GarnierWhen you see a guiding light of hope, beyond the darkness of that deep tunnel, blinded by hope and aspiration, do you ever think what hides beside those rays of hope. The light reflecting in your eyes shines so brilliantly that it overshadows that which lurks in the corner, It obscures its origins.Just like moth to a flame, we are lured towards it. Our perception blocked by the sheer illusion of"It's finally over".But when that illusion breaks, what will we see?When reality kicks in, what will we see?As we all regained our consciousness, a wave of apprehension washes over me. Dread filled every fiber of my being as I scanned my surroundings. My heart races, pounding against my chest, as my eyes lock onto the enormous crevice in the floor. It was impossible to look away, drawing me in like moth to a flame. My gaze was fixated on the small, tiny holes that covered its surface, each one resembling an endless void.But the horror didn't end there. As if ea
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 52 : Stranded
Perspective : Emilia Verdora"Where am I ?"."Right ... the floor crumbled, and we fell below?"."Where are the others?".I opened my eyes, only to find myself alone again."Doesn't matter, I was in it alone to begin with"."So, where are we exactly?".I looked around, my vision was limited, "Go figures ... This is below that dark cavern, It only makes sense ... that it's a lot darker".I felt a sensation of heat emanating from my head, accompanied by a gentle pulsation. Instinctively, I extended my hands to investigate, nothing unexpected, I encountered a wet substance. The thought crossed my mind, "Am I bleeding?" The darkness veiled my hands from sight, yet as I cautiously rubbed my fingers together, a distinct lubrication confirmed my suspicion: I was indeed bleeding from my head."More importantly ... how did I survived?"."Or am I the only one?"."I have to find everyone else... Or ... I have to end myself to reset the loop again".Even though it was dark, I felt the cold blad
My Infatuation With Death Chapter 53 : Perspective
Perspective: Thor Gild"Hey! ... Hey! ... buddy ... wake up".I felt jolts, someone was shaking me."Thor Gild.... Thor Gild"."Shit he is bleeding"."Give me that Cloth".I heard a sudden sharp and crisp ripping noise.Opening my eyes proved to be quite a challenge, as if an unseen force was resisting my attempts. Despite my utmost efforts, my eyelids felt heavy and unyielding.Keira's call reached my ears, and I yearned to respond. However, the position of my body restricted any movement, rendering me unable to even part my lips, let alone utter a word.[Maybe he is dead]"You shut up..... can't you see he is still breathing"."Come on man wake up".Keira kept shaking, gradually my sleep induced state weakened.Eventually, I opened my eyes, followed by a throbbing surge of pain on my chest, apparently one of my ribs had been broken, and It was poking against my insides.The pain was excruciating, but I wasn't going to give in, the fact that I was still alive meant Arngrim hadn't give
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