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 scream [1]

The insides of the bunker were large. 

Despite there being hundreds of people, it didn't seem like that at all. Clearly, it was designed to fit at least a few thousand people. Looking around, I was able to spot the other cadets alongside the Guild delegates. They were currently doing a head count. 

At the very end of the bunker, windows lined up on the walls. From there, I could see the outside world and the faint outlines of the buildings which were still covered in a Crimson Shade. 

I stopped in my tracks and looked at Aoife. 

Feeling my gaze, she turned back and I spoke, 

"Can you find it...?" 

"Find? Are you talking about the information that you requested me?" 


"I would've been able to before, but..." 

She looked around.

"....I don't think it's that simple anymore. There might be a library here, but I doubt it'll be any better than the Guild library." 

Frowning, I pondered for a moment.