The Chained Door Of Trauma

"Her trauma won't even have the choice of holding a candle to yours"

.....

Marcus held back his gasp. A guardian before him went insane because of her trauma... and now the system said her trauma won't even hold a candle to his?. 

'What did I even go through?'

Marcus couldn't do anything other than think that to himself. 

Of course, as the system said, he won't remember anything because they were locked up by the system. So instead of worrying more about it, he turned towards the door. 

His eyes ran through the door in front of him. The fastened door, for him and in reality, looked like the answer to everything running inside his mind. 

The way it was chained and locked just proved how indispensable the knowledge on the other side would be. 

"System?..."

"Yes, Marcus?"<