I gasped and sat up, my eyes flashing around me, seeing nothing in the darkness. Where was I? What happened? What the fuck was going on? I narrowed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. Okay, what was the last thing I remembered? What was I doing last? I strained at my memory, but all I could really remember was… Oh fuck! I put my hands over my mouth in horror as I remembered I was… underwater…? Wait, no. I frowned, and slowly took in a long breath. Air… This was fresh air! The last thing I remembered was pushing on the yes option when I crashed into that pillar, and then… My eyes widened. I was back! I was back in reality! I reached into the void that was coiled up inside me and pulled open my status window, trembling in anticipation. Where where where… Aha there!

Name: ???

Race: Human

Level: Seven

Title: Wolf Slayer

Abilities:

Undying Will

Unending Vitality (Incomplete)(NEW!)

Skills:

Sprint (Veteran)

Sword Slash (Initiate)

Pierce (Initiate)

Unending… Vitality? That was the name of my new ability? And my Enduring Heart… It was now Undying Will? I grinned and flexed my hands. Sounded pretty badass if I did say so myself! But wait… what does that even mean? I frowned, and considered it again. Huh… well… uhhh… shit. I guess I had no goddamn idea! I groaned and flopped backwards, landing on something soft, warm, and comfy. I swear I was always getting the short end of the stick!

I frowned, and cocked my head to the side. Short end of the stick? Why would I think that? It felt right, but what did that mean? I cocked my head to the side and hummed. Hmm… wait, why was I here again? I’d met Verdant and we’d talked about… huh. What had we talked about? My memories just felt like they were… elusive. Each time I reached out to them, they avoided my grasping attempts, vanishing into blurs. I narrowed my eyes. What had Verdang last whispered to me again? When I had selected yes after crashing my head into the pillar? Ah yes… that I may live to regret the choice made… right? Hmm… hadn’t there been something about sacrifice too? Or at least, something like that I guess.

I frowned and cocked my head. But I had been going through all the trouble of finding the fourth option for some reason. Hmm… it was before I met Verdant… before I awoke in that realm… What was I… I felt all the blood drain from my face as a terrible feeling suddenly developed in my gut. If I wasn’t underwater anymore, that must mean… I held my breath and slowly reached behind me. I couldn’t remember anything from before Verdant… but there was one last memory I could see… and that was the sight of… yes… that’s right… the fangs… my blood flying through the air… I had been fighting the wolves… and I wasn’t going to be able to win, hadn’t won. Halfi… that bastard… he had made sure of that. I ground my teeth together, rage pulsing through me as my hand continued to move backwards. That bastard… he’d left me to be eaten alive by the wolves… Hadn’t Verdant even mentioned something about them ripping into my organs… right?

I bit the edge of my cheek, tasting the iron of my own blood as if filled my mouth. What was I doing in this pitch black situation now? If Verdant had told me that I was being ripped apart back then, why would I just be lying on a soft cushion… Or… wait… this… Oh no… My gut dropped as my hand finally touched what I feared. It was soft fur… behind me, it was moving up and down rhythmically, almost as if it was… breathing. I swallowed and slowly turned around, finally realizing where I was. I wasn’t in the forest anymore… I wasn’t even being torn apart right now… No, I was in the wolves… I almost blacked out when it hit me. I was in the wolves goddamn den! FUCK.

I snapped back to reality as I heard a low growl from below my hand. If I was really in the wolves den… then… the rhythmically moving fur behind me… wasn’t moving rhythmically anymore. Fear blossomed in my chest, and I activated ‘sprint’ and jumped up, trying to flash out of the den as fast as I could. I managed to make it a few steps forward, but I was too late. Pain lanced through my leg as I felt the wolf’s teeth clamp down on my ankle. Pain blossomed from my leg and I let out a short yelp, before it yanked me hard, sending me toppling to the ground. I grunted as I smacked down hard, feeling the dirt and rocks of the floor dig into my palms and flesh. I roared in pain as I felt the wolf's teeth slice and tear, the tips of them grinding and gnashing on the very bones of my shin. I writhed around in the dark, screaming in pain as I blindly punched down, trying my hardest to rip my leg out of the wolf’s mouth. Even as I writhed about and struck, it held on, and somehow, it managed to bite down even harder than before.

I let out a small whimper, struggling to stab my fingers into its eyes. The wolf sensed my attempts and growled, biting down even harder and shaking its head. I screamed once more as I felt my bone shift, and then crack. In the pure darkness of the cave I wildly slapped my hands around, searching for something, anything, that I could use. I pleaded with any gods or goddesses that were listening. Please… I didn’t want to die here again!

I grasped out once more, desperately feeling around for something that could help me. And then… I finally felt my hands brush against a rough surface. I desperately gripped it and lifted, a part of me realizing that it was… a rock. In my great time of need… I groaned, but still, I grasped it, my hands shaking as the pain roared through my body. I summoned as much strength as I could, turned and smashed it down on where I felt the wolf’s head was still clamped on my leg. I felt as the rock cracked down into its skull, and I heard a slight yelp as the wolf finally lightened up on my leg, if only a bit. I thanked the gods… well, I guess Verdant, and brought down the rock again, crushing it down into the wolf’s skull again. I could feel its blood splash over my fingers, the cracked and shattered bone stabbing into my skin. The wolf let out a full yelp this time, and snapped its teeth at my wrists, slashing in deep. It hurt, but the adrenaline rush helped as I brought down the rock again and again on its skull. I smashed it down again and again, until the wolf finally went limp, its body falling against my own.

I let out a sigh of relief, and shoved off of its corpse, wincing as I felt the sharp pain in my wrists. I held them close and applied pressure to the areas, struggling to stem the blood flow. Ah fuck… If I could just get out and run through the forest, then I could hopefully find a way to stem the blood flow. I crawled onto my knees and then my feet, carefully beginning to make my way forward. I had screamed pretty loudly when that wolf had bitten me, but I hadn’t noticed the sound of any other wolves awakening or anything similar. Maybe… maybe I could make it out?

I went to take another step forward, when suddenly, I heard a low grumble that shook the very air all around me. I cursed and groaned. Oh fuck me… I whipped around, and threw my rock outwards, hoping to distract the nearest wolf. Instead, I felt the impact of my hand as it crashed into the head of a nearby wolf that had just woken up. My face paled and I felt despair again, as if it was a cold, heavy rock in my gut. Damn it! I had just gotten a second chance! I roared back at their howls, and stumbled forward, desperately lashing out with my fists as I felt their teeth and claws on my skin. I fought desperately, but there was no way I was surviving all of them… I couldn’t even see for fucks sake! I screamed as I felt their teeth ripping into my legs, tripping me up and causing me to fall to the ground once more. I roared in agony as they sliced and tore my skin into ribbons and ripped off massive chunks of my flesh.

I groaned, and fell to my knees, feeling dizzy at the sudden massive loss of blood. I felt them rip into my thighs, tear open my stomach and spill out my guts, slash open my throat, and begin tugging on my arms, ripping me apart as they began playing a sick game of tug of war. My entire being screamed out, and at the same time, I finally, thankfully, blacked out.

I awoke suddenly, my eyes snapping open and confusion, fear, and surprise pulsing through me. My entire body was screaming at me about its newfound existence, and I had to bite my lip not to scream out in pain. In shock, I almost shot up again like I had the last time, but something deep inside me stopped me right before I did. Wait… the last time? I held my hands up to my mouth to stop the yelp that almost exploded out of me. Wait… that’s right, I should be dead! I gulped hard and held up my hands, confusion rioting through me once more as I saw them again in the dim morning light. I’d felt the wolves literally eating me alive… Tearing me apart, ripping out my intestines, and playing tug of war with my arms. I had… died? Slowly, I blinked my eyes, counted to five, and took my hands down from my face. I squeezed my hands, and looked around me, fear roiling through my body. I had been eaten alive by a den full of wolves… so if that was true, if I looked around I should see… oh… fuck… all the blood drained from my face as I saw body after body of sleeping wolf, the sound of their snuffles and sleeping grunts filling the air. My heart stopped in my chest, and I almost blacked out from the horror.

It must have been night when I had woken up last, but now, the sun had finally risen. It had risen, and in its morning rays, it had lit up the wolves den, giving me a front row seat to a literal blood bath. My eyes darted back and forth, taking it all in with muted horror. There was my leg… my arm… and even my ribcage, strewn all over the cave. My ribcage was currently being nibbled on by a trio of wolf pups, the three of them snapping at each other as they fought for the most prime pieces. I felt myself wobble, my head going numb from the lack of blood as it rushed from my head once more. It was… that was… I was… I couldn’t be… my breathing came harder and harder the more I saw, and I almost passed out again, the darkness creeping up at the edges of my vision. I shivered, and turned my head away from the carnage, a tear slowly tracing its way down my cheek. That… didn’t matter. I was alive, that was a fact. I needed to keep it that way. I shook my head, and focused instead on the cave, and then my immediate surroundings.

It was a massive den, and I would have been surprised if it wasn’t for the fact that it was full of Dire wolves. The ground was dark dirt, and piles of fur and strewn bones. The dark brown rock walls stretched upward, creating a dome overhead almost twenty feet in the air. It allowed even the largest of the dire wolves to be able to move about freely if they so choose. As I peered around, careful not to move too much, I saw that I was in fact, absolutely surrounded by Dire Wolves. Most of them were still asleep, but there were some that had woken up early, like the trio of wolf pups that were still gnawing on my rib cage, growling and snapping at each other. All in total, there were about twenty of the fucking bastards, and they hadn’t even realized I was awake yet. The only other awakened wolves looked to be too busy playing tug of war with… wait, was that my leg?

I looked down at my body, trembling with fear, rage, and honestly… straight up confusion. I was all here, perfectly intact… but the wolves… they definitely were tearing into my guts over there… and not only that, but my blood was still everywhere. It covered literally everything, and the fact that I couldn’t tell where my blood ended, and the old blood began. They were… vicious. I… hadn’t stood a chance when I had tried to fight them off. I don’t know if there was even an ability out there that could have given me a chance… so why had I felt like that fourth option had? That it was the only choice I had to survive against these beasts… My eyes landed on two wolves that had been fighting over what looked like my leg in the corner of the room, and ripped it in two, sending blood flying through the air. I went dizzy again and almost threw up. What was going on?

I didn’t get the chance to think too much else though, as one of the nearby wolves noticed I was awake. I yelped as they let out a loud howl, making the others around the cave drop what they were doing and lock their eyes on me. They didn’t even look surprised that I wasn’t dead, just excited for an easy meal. Something about that really pissed me off and I narrowed my eyes at them. An easy meal eh? Oh fuck this, and fuck that! I wasn’t going to just fucking die, I was going to kill at least one of these rat bastards!

I let out a loud laugh and stood up, cracking my neck and clenching my fists. “Oh alright you rat bastards, let’s see how many of you it takes to kill me this time, eh?”

The pack raced forward, and I threw out my fist, smacking the first wolf in the face and knocking it to the side. I jumped to the left, dodging another wolf that had been coming from around me, and let out a laugh. The pack howled as they started to surround me and I lashed out again as another stepped forward and snapped at me. It jumped back, and I took the opportunity to jump over the little gap it had created in the circle. The wolves growled and dashed forward, rushing to intercept me, but it was a little too late as I leaped over another smaller wolf that was diving for my legs.

I grinned, and turned towards the opening to the den, and activated ‘sprint’. I made it two steps before I felt the wolf's teeth bite into my side, and yank me back. I screamed in pain, and slammed my fist down onto the wolf’s head, but then I felt my other arm get yanked to the side as another wolf latched on, dragging me to my knees. I screamed in agony, and glared at the ceiling. Really? This was it already!? I just made it back from that goddamn water filled hell and I was already about to die again!?

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I felt the impact of two more wolves jumping onto my back, and felt their jaws close around my neck, their teeth piercing into my skin like a knife in butter. My vision went dark, as I felt myself getting dragged to the ground, pain arcing through every last bit of my body. Shame on me for thinking that trial was going to be able to save me…

I gasped and sat up, my eyes darting around. Wh- where was I? Everything was so dark, and it smelled like damp earth. I frowned, and thought back to the last thing I had remembered. Last thing I was doing… I had just completed Verdant’s trial, and… oh yeah… the wolves.

But… They had literally been tearing me apart, hadn't they? I ran my hands over my arms and then my neck but… Nothing. Wait hadn’t that happened when I awoke the first time too? Before I had chosen to evolve my ability and met Verdant, I couldn't even feel my legs. Verdant had also mentioned something about one of them devouring my…

Another howl echoed through the cave, and my gut dropped as I watched the wolves wake up and lock their eyes on me. Oh fuck… I was still in the wolves cave! Wait… why was I here again? I struggled to remember why I was there as I stood up, but all I remembered was… yes! That fight with the massive Dire Wolf, and then Halfi… THAT BASTARD!

I roared into the den again, and glared at the wolves so hard that they paused, they’re heads cocked to the side as they considered their prey. Of course, it wasn’t for long and they loosely formed a ring around me, their mouths slavering over the thought of a free dinner. I bitterly laughed and clenched my fists. That bastard Halfi… he had left me to die! He hadn’t even seen fit to kill me himself! He’d just left me with a spare knife that he’d used to clean underneath his fingernails! All because of… Cylkia. That fucker! She’d told him that he wasn’t even allowed to help me! Argh! I gave the wolves a rage filled glare, not even caring as I watched as they all slowly started walking forward again snapping and darting at me one at a time.

I took in a deep breath and turned to the wolves, and screamed with all of my might, “CYLKIA! HALFI! ONCE I GET OUT OF HERE, I AM GOING TO RIP YOU APART WITH MY BARE HANDS!!!”

By now the wolves didn’t care about that. After all, I was just another weak prey animal to them. But I refused to go down like some coward. I clenched my fists and charged forward, meeting the wolves head on as they charged at me, their jaws open wide and the morning light glinting off of their yellowing fangs. I screamed and slammed my fist into the open mouth of one, pain lancing up my arm as it was ripped apart by the wolves fangs. I roared and shoved it as far in as I could, grinning as I heard the sound of the wolf choking on it. I glared down at its panicked face, and raised my fist to pummel the side of its head, but I wasn’t fighting just one wolf. I grunted as I felt a sudden weight appear on my back, and crashed to the ground as it dragged me down. I could feel the teeth, claws and tearing from the other wolves that were attacking me, but they didn’t matter to me right now. I narrowed my eyes at the fist wolf, and grinned a bloody grin, slowly shoving my fist farther down its throat. At least… one. I was killing at least… one!

This time when I awoke, I wasn’t in nearly as good of shape as last I awoke. I screamed and writhed wildly as pain and agony exploded from every part of my body. It felt like it was arcing through my very soul, but… there was something missing. Pain screamed through me, but not all of me. What… what the fuck!? Horror slammed through me as I looked down at my armless, legless self. My breath caught, my heart froze, and I felt tears stream down my bloody cheeks. I started hyperventilating and as my heart hurt from the slamming beats, I looked to the left and screamed. One of the damned wolves was lying right next to me happily gnawing on my hand. Their muzzle was coated in blood… my blood. I could feel the blood drain from my face when I realized that it didn’t even care that I was awake. I swallowed hard and wriggled myself so that I could look to the right, groaning as the pain lanced through me once more. I wasn’t even surprised this time when I saw two of them fighting over my femur. But when I heard the wet crack as the legs ripped in half, I heaved so hard that I blacked out.

When I awoke this time, I held my breath, careful not to move a muscle. I could feel all my limbs, that was good. Hell, I didn’t even feel that bad, which was a little worrying if I was being honest. I peeked out of the corner of my eye, and groaned internally. I was surrounded by at least ten of them, but thankfully for me, they were all passed out sleeping. I looked at my arm and frowned. It was… still there? I slowly brought it to my face and looked it over. It was… the same. It didn’t have any cuts, bite wounds, or injuries.

Slowly, I sat up and looked down at my legs. Yup… still there. My arms were still attached… My guts were still inside of me… The hell was going on? Was this a nightmare or something? But why did I just keep waking up stuck in this shitty hell hole? I winced as I felt pain lance up from my arm. No… this was reality, and somehow, I was still alive, even though I had felt myself getting ripped apart several times now. Seen myself strewn across this damned cave… But every time I woke up, it was like I was back to normal, almost entirely healed or somehow still able to breath. But that made no sense! I shook my head and growled. That was… Unless…

Hesitantly I looked around myself for… Aha! There! I carefully crawled around the other sleeping wolves, and snatched up the sharp rock I had seen. I crawled over to the wall, and narrowed my eyes at it. If my hunch was right, I really did have a strong ability, and this was going to be safe. If not… eh it didn't matter, I'd be dead soon.

I took the sharp edge of the blade and rested it on my wrist. Okay… don’t even think about it, just… cut! I took a deep breath and slashed the rock against my skin quickly. I had to hold back a gasp as I watched the rock easily slash through my skin. Pain raced from my arm, but that wasn't too hard to manage considering what my last few days had been like. I stared at the wound, watching as blood poured forth. Damn it, was I wrong? Did I just cut myself for nothing? I blanched as the blood kept on pouring out. Fuck, fuck fuck! I didn’t want to just die or some shit!

I snatched up a nearby piece of torn clothing and started to quickly wrap it around the wound, when I felt the pain suddenly lessen. I hesitated, but slowly unwrapped the bandage. Tentatively I looked down, and my eyes widened as I watched as the blood that had been oozing from the blood slowly stopped. Then, the edges of the gash grew nearer to each other and then sealed shut, the only sign that there had been a cut there in the past being my still bloody wrist. The shock gave way to amusement, and I grinned, and stood up again cracking my fingers with a sigh. No wonder I was still alive, I had a regeneration ability!

A howl tore through the den, and I turned the now waking wolves and cracked my neck. Cool cool… regeneration ability. Considering how bad I had been torn apart, I probably wasn’t at any risk of dying, but I wasn’t invincible. I still could feel pain, and I would still blackout if I suffered way too much damage. I clenched my fists and glared at the nearby wolves who had gotten up. I was stuck in this den for who knows how long, but these wolves were also stuck here with me. I picked up the rock again, and charged towards the nearest wolf, a feral grin spreading over my face. It was about damn time that I took control of my life, and with this ability, I was pretty sure I could even win eventually! As I slashed the rock towards the wolf, I couldn’t help but laugh.

“WHAT AN AMAZING DAY TO BE ALIVE!”

Roughly a year later

“Ha ha ha… oh come on Jeremiah, you little sneak. The others haven't even woken up yet, how you gonna come over here and start gnawing on my leg first thing. You can at least have some decorum, we're not savages!” I chided one of the wolf pups, who upon waking before any of the others, had rushed over and started ripping into my leg. He was a cute one, and I'd taken to naming him Jeremiah. The other wolves that I had named Whisper, Jag, Rangi, Clark, Mistletoe, and Hyon were all still peacefully sleeping with the rest of the pack.

I sighed and leaned my head back. I guess I wasn’t actually able to do anything about anything that Jeremiah wanted to do. After all, my arms hadn’t even grown back yet! I chuckled and shook my head. Thankfully though, during last night's little feast, starring yours truly, the wolves had ripped out my lower spine early! So I didn’t feel a thing! Haha! I laughed and grinned again. Oh today was going to be a great day! I hummed to myself as I looked around at all the other sleeping wolves, shaking my head in amusement at their sleeping forms. I wasn’t even a threat to them, just a free meal! Hahahaha!

That was basically my existence for almost an entire year. Days like this were rather rare, and normally I would wake up, and then usually scream in unbelievable agony as I became aware of all of my wounds. That would alert and annoy the pack, which would then come over and try to kill me for their meal. Well, I say try, but they always succeeded, every day, and every night. At least, until my neverending vitality would kick in, and my body would slowly recover. I would fight back against the pack of course, but inevitably I would lose. After all, it was one against an entire pack. Eventually, they would start to tear me apart… while I was still alive…

Because unfortunately… predators don’t kill their prey before eating them. No, they start mowing down as soon as they get a hold of them, tearing off as much meat as they could as quickly as they could. For normal prey of course. Unfortunately for me… I wasn’t normal. The wolves had figured out by the tenth or so day that I was just not going to die. Because of that, they usually tried to knock me out or just straight up kill me, either through blood loss or by ripping off each of my limbs, since I did have the nasty habit of trying to kill them even while they were tearing into my intestines. It had even managed to allow me to kill quite a few of their number that first few months, but eventually they figured out how I worked, and they just set a solid schedule of when to incapacitate me. Quite ruthless of them, truly. I laughed and shook my head. It made me so proud. I wonder if they were going to slice my throat, rip off my leg, blind me, crush my skull, or just fetch the teen pups on me today…

How fun! I sighed and shook my head. I didn’t really remember why I was there… Honestly, whenever I tried to think back before this last hell like year, my memories always seemed so foggy. I couldn’t even remember who I was, or even my name! I had forgotten pretty much everything besides this cave, these wolves, and being eaten alive every day… Getting torn apart every day tends to do that to a person y’know? I loosely kept track of the days from the sun filtering into the den, and had even tried to keep a tally mark of how many times I had ‘died’. In this cave, I experienced my first fall, winter, and spring here in this world. It was a bit of a stretch to call it an ‘experience’, but it was the best one I could get, ya know? The wolves had eventually gotten used to my presence, and had enjoyed having a free meal everyday. Honestly, I couldn't even blame them.

My Neverending Vitality ability, as I'd come to realize a long time ago, was fundamentally a Regeneration Ability. It took its time, and certain parts of my body healed themselves much faster than the others, but it was what allowed me to still be alive even after the wolves ripped me apart. I barely remembered Verdant, and parts of that final dream before I had awoken into the real world. I remembered the name Malxonus… That she was the reason I was forced to endure this torture.

Also I remembered the names… Cylkia… Halfi and… Malxonus. I gritted my teeth, grinding them together so hard I felt some of them crack. Damn…that was going to take a bit to heal. Oh well, that wasn’t the worst. I searched through my murky mind, struggling to remember what little I could of those two. I remembered watching a man walk away from me. The name Halfi was called to my mind when I saw that man, and I watched as he left me to die. He was saying that… Cylkia… had told him to. That he was under orders to not help me or save my life. I gritted my teeth again, half noticing the pain from my half healed teeth. What a load of bullshit… I glared at the opening near the front of the den. I don’t remember exactly why I hated Malxonnus, but every time I thought of the name, rage would pour through me. One of these days… I was getting out of here. And when I did? I was tracking them both down, and ripping them apart, piece by piece. I was going to force them to watch as I fed them to the wolves, and I would feel the greatest pleasure the whole time I was doing it.

Pain raced up my legs as I felt my spine finally heal, cracking back in place. Oh shit no- I roared in agony as all the feelings in the rest of my body suddenly rushed back. I startled poor little Jeremiah who had been gnawing on my shin. I shook my head and took a deep breath, coming back to terms with the pain. I had felt worse, this was just temporary anyways. I glanced at the retreating figure of Jeremiah and sighed. The poor guy, maybe I would try and sneak him one of my eyeballs next time. I knew how much he loved them. I stretched, feeling the extent of the rips and tears in my legs, which were quickly regenerating. Just a little while longer and I'd be able to stand up again… Good.

I watched the dire wolves start to get up and stretch, little Jeremiah’s retreating form waking them all up, one by one. I had about ten minutes before they ripped me apart for breakfast. I stretched my neck, and eyed the approaching pack. A bloody grin spread on my lips as I started laughing, the sound echoing around the cavern. Oh man… Today was going to be a great day!

I snapped awake, looking down at where my chest should have been, and groaned internally. Damn it, I'd almost managed to choke out that first eager wolf too… I'd played dead, hoping to surprise it, and when it had come too close… BAM! Lightning quick, I had snapped up and started strangling it, hanging on as it bucked and struggled. It had scratched and torn me pretty good, but finally, I had watched as the light was starting to fade from its eyes. Unfortunately, that had really pissed off his mate. Barking angrily, she had raced forward and proceeded to rip off my head and toss it through the air. It hadn't even hurt all that much before I blacked out… thankfully.

However… That also meant that it was going to take a long long time before I managed to regenerate. I had never been decapitated before, well, at least while I was still semi aware. What an experience! I would have to try it again, though I wasn’t sure how I was going to replicate that again. I let out a long sigh in my head, and strained my eyes around my little nook, curious where I had ended up. There was a little twig nest, and the broken shells of a hatched egg nearby. Huh, I guess they must have left a long time ago, I had never noticed any birds flit into the den. I groaned, and rolled my eyes. Of course I'd gone and gotten myself decapitated. This was really going to be such a pain in the… Well I guess in the neck. I chuckled a little, and watched as the wolves below really started tearing into me.

As far as I was aware, there were several other wolf packs outside, where I bet they guarded the den entrance. This seemed to be where they raised their pups, which is why I was here. A never ending food source… I bet Verdant was laughing it up in their realm, but I couldn't be too mad. At least I was still alive, even if I couldn't remember anything past Halfi leaving me to die, and Verdants realm. Every time I tried to think back it was just… blank. I strained harder and harder but… I couldn't even remember my name! I even thought I had lucked out when I managed to pull up this odd screen, but all it had were question marks where my name was supposed to be!

I sighed internally again, but then flinched as the pain near my neck became unbearable. Fuck me… The nerves must be starting to grow back. I closed my eyes as the waves of pain started crashing through me. Whenever I regenerated, the limb, body part, or organ seemed to be in perfect shape, which was nice. It meant that my head, as bodiless as it may be, was in perfect condition. Unfortunately, that did not do that much for me, since I still lacked the rest of my body. Oddly enough, even though I had no lungs or much else as I was now, I was still able to retain consciousness and think to myself. I wasn’t exactly sure why, but at this point I wasn’t really sure of anything…

I flinched again as the pain in my neck really started to get serious, sending waves of roaring agony throughout my skull. I opened my mouth in a silent scream, my eyes squeezing shut as I felt faint. This was pure agony… Cylkia… Halfi… Malxonus… I would make you pay for this. All of this… never ending agony. Every moment I felt nothing but just pain pain pain… and it was all your fault! I screamed and cried, until the darkness finally took me, blessing me with its sweet dark death. Soon… Soon…