DESTRUCTION OF MY SWEET NIGHT EP.6

and they started attacking me but there was a difference. I was feeling every cut of the sword which they slew which I didn't manage to dodge. Azazel was gone. I didn't saw him anywhere. But I was feeling weak now. My hands were trembling and my right-hand shoulder was bleeding. 'Azazel! Where are you? You left me here fighting with these maniacs' I thought to myself. Tapping the keys in the controller, I was trying hard to focus because the pain was unbearable. But I felt like I had experienced this pain before. The way I am still going forward with the game while my arm is injured, I felt like I had been in this situation before. While I was thinking this stuff I managed to kill 4 of the armed men and injure the rest. I looked at the clock and my breathing hitched, 5 MINUTES REMAINING written. I was breathing heavily when I felt a sharp pain again in my stomach. One of the armed jerks I mean men shoved his sword in me. I felt so much pain. Too much that I would die. But I wasn't dying. I was in rage now. I wanted to tear these men apart. Blood was flowing and my eyes were red. I started tapping on my controller again again and again. My sudden rage took over my soul and I killed them all. Then a big metal gate slides open. I finally knew it's my escape. I looked at the clock. 10 9 8 7... 'Oh shit!' I ran for my life but it was difficult to run because of the blood flow. I managed to make it out and heard the same robotic voice of that woman. "Mission Successful," She said something more but I couldn't concentrate and then everything went black.

I woke up in my bed. My head was heavy and I looked around just to see Azazel looking at me. I looked at him and glared. "You little piece of crap! How dare you left me there! wait I'll kill you" I grabbed his neck and started choking him. As expected, He was strong enough. He freed himself from my grip. "Yah get back to your senses," He said in his deep voice. "I want to ask something," I said in a low voice after laying down. " Go on" "Why I didn't die? I mean I was badly injured and right now I am healed." I asked him as I felt no pain whatsoever. "The reason you didn't die is your willpower." "Will power?" I questioned. " Like every player has his life strength, you had your willpower, and the reason you are not injured now is that you are in reality. The wounds of fantasy heal in reality. But if you die in fantasy then there is no reality." I felt like those words he spoke were giving me a hint of advisory.

His eyes said it. He has experienced something like this.