I woke up with a bit of sweat on my
forehead, realizing it was dark around me. It took me long to adjust my view,
that I was in a dark room with no windows. A foul smell flew through my nostrils
where I find it disgusted and wrenched. Like Death itself was present beside me
within the void. There I lay myself upon a wet floor that burns my skin. I felt
a chill down my spine as I tried to sit. But my body aches as if all my bones
were all broken. Or it may even been shattered. With all my might I lift up my
head, and then my chest to a sitting view. The world spins, as I raise my head. Thousand
of swords pierced my weak body. I grit my teeth, and hold my voice within. My lungs
drew heavy breath upon the hollow black void.
Freed’s
Heart...
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