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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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219 Chs

Necromancer [2]

The air was tense. 

Feeling the necromancer's gaze, it felt as though I was on pins and needles. My skin crawled, and my legs felt like lead.

Breathing alone became hard. 

"Huff." 

It felt as though a heavy truck was weighing down on our chest. 

"Haa... Haaa..." 

Thousands of eyes were locked onto us. 

"Hiek—!" 

A screech came out of the necromancer's mouth. It was hard to see its features, covered beneath the cloak, but the necromancer wasn't tall. From where I stood, it appeared to be rather small in stature. 

About that of a young teen...? 

"Hiek—!" "Hiek—!" 

Screeches continued to come out of its mouth. Their sound resembling that of a strangled beast. 

"W-what the hell is it trying to say?" 

"Is it even saying anything?" 

The sounds were starting to get to the group. 

.....And just as it screeched yet again, Professor Hollowe stopped in his tracks as his eyes narrowed.