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｡｡ 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐍𝐎 𝟐 ｡｡ In which he wasn't excited to breathe so he chose something different.
But will it be for better?
Any...
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The 4th chapter of Rest In Peace which reflects Namjoon's not so sure condition.
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▱▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▱ Continues after Corpus Book's point of view. ▱▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▱
A dedicated joy to my unguaranteed wishes, one of them succeeded to be true.
Or maybe that's what I thought.
I touched my body which felt like nothing but a great pulling mechanism. Like a vacuum for my soul to be sucked inside my body. It felt so surreal, just the way I felt death. But something good. No pain, no pressure on my soul. Dying was totally opposite: the pressurized pain in my body kicked my soul out of it.
But this suction is helping me get into my old skin. When I touched my neck after realizing that I'm fully capable of moving my body on my own will, I could explain how heavenly good it felt.
There was no pain and I was back in my body. It was overwhelmingly joyful. If this process would also hurt, I wouldn't complain at this time. But to my surprise it didn't hurt a bit.
I stood up and marched like a normal person towards the mirror on the left side where I saw a few scars everywhere they should be. Totally ignoring them, I transfer my attention of being alive. I'm not dead.
I'm in my five feet eleven inches, broad chest and bulky body. This is no joke.
This shouldn't be a joke!
God you must not tell me it is a joke!!
I pause a little with a sharp headache.
Argh! When I said I'm ready to bear the pain, I was not wishing for it!
I groaned as I held my head. The pain grew deadly. My one hand went to hold the rack next to the mirror as I struggled to stand still. What is this now!?
