The taste of blood and a bloodied vision were the only things I could register as I laid on the ground. A warning indicator was flashing in my face due to how low my hp got and how it continued to drop ensuring my demise.
''Log Out''......''Error.Error.Due to restricted zone and event Log-out function has been disabled''........''What the fu..'' *cough* *cough* I cant even complete my own sentence in my head without being interrupted by my dying avatar. And why the hell is the pain so realistic. How did a simple quest turn out like this.....
Memories flashed before me as I lay knowing my life is coming to an end.Fear sinking in, wondering to myself. Am I really dying? Wait......It cant be.....Its just a game...How?....As my visioned slowIy caved in on me, Injuries told me that I am missing a leg, my
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right arm including my right shoulder were blown off and I have a portion of my torso missing from the left causing me to lay in my own blood and inards. I coughed up blood only to struggle more as I was drowning in my own blood. Just how bad was my shitty luck.....
And here we are....Why could it not have been a swift death, why did I have to wake up and experience more agony...
just why me....were what I thought as my left hand became cold and my vision went to red.I heard a voice,the voice I heard was not peaceful nor terrifying. It sounded very sinister. I could hardly hear and see who/what it was but he was dressed elegantly in what seemed to be a suit and a mask had covered his face only leaving out a portion for his mouth. As I blinked he appeared right before me staring at me from behind the mask inches away from my face and he spoke with a grin so wide saying ''Would you like to make a deal?''.