Chapter Fifty Two
What the actual fuck...?
Pain shot through my chest as if it wasn't that guy but me that had been stabbed.
Sysi... Are you there?
I groaned from the pain in my chest.
[Ping!]
[How's host feeling?]
It hurts... I can feel the dagger in my chest. It's bearable, though.
[Ping!]
[Host needs to train harder. You might die if you can't overcome the pain after seeing the memory and open your eyes.]
Are you some kind of sadist or what? Plus, what was all that necrophilia shit? For a moment, I felt like that crazy bitch and my eyes met. I-
[Ping!]
[What did Host say?]
What was all that necrophilia shit?
[Ping!]
[No! What did Host say after that?]
Ah! It felt like our eyes met. But, that not possible because it was a memory. It just felt like she could see me though.
[Ping!]
[We see. Host should open his eyes and claim reward.]
