——"In the end, I dragged you into this world."
The retreating figure reveals a pride that cannot be looked at. He has always been this kind of person, cold and fierce.
The hand was clenched into a fist, and the metal in the palm sank into the flesh, but it was far less than the pain in my heart...
He felt the light and shadow overlap in front of him, and his vision and mind became unclear. The air he breathed in was terrifyingly cold, like... Death.
He wanted to laugh for no reason. This kind of adventure finally happened to me.
It's a pity that the surprise was too much and turned into complete helplessness.
No choice, he hated that word.
It seems to give people endless despair.
He didn't want to bet his future on this.
If he still has a future.
Two years ago, he experienced a dreamlike and illusory transformation.
And how should that person fall asleep at night now?
He picked up the phone that was close at hand and dialed the number he had already memorized.
Just wait for the word "Hello" to sound, and the roulette wheel will officially start spinning.
——"Hi, dear, welcome to join the story of the Mimetic World."
After seven nights, everything will end and start again.
——"From this moment on, we are all supporting characters, loyal to the protagonist, and walking side by side."
"The story, will begin."