Chapter 12

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I want to write but I don't want to write... 

Choas.

Thats all I can discribe as the sky is darkened by clouds and ground is nothing but barren with zero grass. Arrows flew around and the sounds of swords clashing was joined with leaders calling out to their troops. It was in this moment I realized I forgot to inform Gong-ja of the plan. Because we transferred at different locations we were separated upon landing. 

Knowing him he'll survive but I'm worrying about myself. My body started warming up and can feel sweat form on my hands. My thoughts ran in my head not making this situation any easier.  What if I died? Would it be permanent? If he did would I go with him like normal? He doesn't know the plan? But one thought stood out. 

This is the first time we've been separated like this.

It felt weird.... I don't like it. I want him back.

Pulling out the Flame Emporor spear I've been training with all this time to use my skill whirlwind. In the process killing 2 low level goblins and throwing dirt into the air.

I scan the area for Gong-ja or the Sword master hoping to bring comfort even if he's out of reached but there was none. There's too many soldiers and players fighting mosters. Nearing an hour I've killed about 14 goblins that tried to kill me as I searched. 

It was then I see the Black Witch throwing Gong-ja to the boss in the distance. As soon he killed the boss the sky cleared and I was able to see him better. Moving through the crowd to reach him but I my feet stopped midway. I had a clear shot to him but I couldn't. Her smile as she talked to him. 

Looking around as the guilds celebrated with their members, I've never felt so outcasted. This is a novel I've read and they all have their roles, except me. What have I been doing? Gong-ja.?

[Calculating Raid Contribuations.
Raid Contibutions ranking
1. Kim Gong-ja
2. Black Witch
3. Cult interrogator
4. Viper
5. Paladin
6. Countess
7. Sword Saint

The high rank raiders will enter the 12th floor first.]

Oh yeah. The 12 floor. Those on the list disappeared and those who remained celebrated. What could I do but stand there. Gong-ja is gone. Maybe he'll figure it out on his own. It's his plan after all. Taking a step to turn I was suddenly hit with motion sickness. Right hand flew to my mouth as my knees buckled. 

Closed eyes on the 11th floor just to open them as I jumped from my bed. My bed... Why? The head ache hit me like a train. Taking asprin that I kept next to my bed, I got up. 

I stayed in my house this time. Making me a simple sandwich and a soda for my breakfast I sat at my dinneroom table as I scrolled through the internet. It was the same. The day repeated.

An hour passed and my breakfast long gone.

"Yeah she's in here!" Sword master? Knocking followed on my door. If the Swordmaster was here that would mean Gong-ja was too.

"(Y/N) Open up!"  You don't have to yell. Openning the door to face him felt weird. Of course he knew where I lived from the few times he been over. 

548 words

oct 2 22

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