[Lord of the Mysteries] Arrodes

One day, I received a notice.

"There's something wrong with your brain."

[All right, I know.]

After several twists and turns, I ended up sitting in a room at a psychiatric hospital.

The previous visitor had already left. He was someone who was very curious about me.

I didn't dislike him.

Actually, I like one-sided conversations.

Of course, the other person still has to respond a little.

I can't help wanting to see other people in an awkward position.

He had a card that seemed to be made of silver.

I liked it very much.

Late at night, I slowly closed my eyes.

It felt as though I were in the midst of the churning Chaos Sea.

I heard mutterings that drove people mad.

[Arrodes]

P.S. Even a simp was a wolf with sharp teeth before being tamed.

If its master keeps ignoring it, beware: the wolf might return to its nature and bite him back.

...On the mouth.

P.P.S. The previous bit was a spur-of-the-moment inspiration. I really think it's so sweet!

Theme: Following the Lord of Mysteries plot from the perspective of a simp mirror