Advent of the Three Calamities

[From the Author of Author's POV...] Emotions are like a drug to us. The more we experience them, the more we become addicted. The hardest part is not letting them consume us. But it's already too late for me. I've already been swallowed whole. *** I had no knowledge of the game. I was meant to have died. And yet, I found myself in this situation. A game I had never played before. A character I was unfamiliar with, and... A world that seemed to want to swallow me whole with every move I made. What the hell is going on? ...and who am I? *** Discord : https://discord.gg/PEbN7fc2ww

Entrail_JI · Fantasy
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Fog of the thousand illusions [1]

There was something about the cadet that Leon had a hard time describing. 

....He didn't look strong, and yet, there was something about him that made his body tingle in dread. That feeling... it was somewhat familiar. 

'Could it be...?' 

An idea occurred and Leon's eyes narrowed. 

"What are you looking at?" 

Aoife appeared next to him, her eyes following his line of sight and pausing on the figure Leon was looking at. 


She too seemed to have realized something as her brows jumped up a little. 

"Who is he?" 

"I don't know." 

Leon answered seriously. 

Then, looking at Aoife, he shared his thoughts. 

"He doesn't look strong, but he gives off a familiar feeling." 

"You mean...?" 

"Yes, he's most likely an Emotive Mage." 


Aoife remained quiet and looked at the cadet in the distance who seemed to have noticed her gaze. He smiled curtly at her.