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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The Celestial Chorus [3]


The room was silent, hardly any sound could be heard besides the subtle, and yet strained sound of the people's breaths within the room. 

I sat in my corner staring at the scene with a blank look. 

My thoughts were a jumbled mess, and as I lowered my head, my gaze fell on the small vial that was attached to my arm. 

It was three-quarters of the way filled. 

A thought ran down my mind as I recalled the scene from before. 

'Three lives.'

Each quarter of the vial signified a life. 

Given that I had three-quarters, it meant that I only had three lives. 

I licked my parched lips. 

For some reason, I felt like these were going to be far from enough. 


I had already died once, and yet, I had a feeling I was going to experience it again. 

More than once at that.