REGRETFULL DEATH

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I found myself in an obscure, dark realm, surrounded by an unsettling blackness. Disoriented, I wondered, "Where am I? Why is everything shrouded in darkness? Why can't I feel anything?"

Before I could ponder further, a voice declared, "You are in a new realm, formed..." But the words trailed off as my surroundings began to distort.

Suddenly, I jolted awake, glancing at my watch to find it was already 9 pm. Shaking off the vivid dream, I quickly prepared myself and set out for my hostel, located an hour's ride away.

During my journey, I noticed muffled sounds and faint scuffling about 30 minutes into my travel. Curiosity piqued, I cautiously approached the source, crossing a lane to witness a horrific scene.

The woman who had visited the library earlier was engaged in a fierce struggle. Her dress was torn, and blood trickled from her lips. The man standing before her, eerily familiar from the library, attempted to force himself upon her.

My anger surged, overriding my usually controlled temperament. Regret washed over me as I lost all restraint, dashing toward the man and landing a solid punch to his stomach. He stumbled backward, crashing to the ground.

But to my shock, the man proved incredibly powerful, defying my expectations. With just one exchange, I realized I was outmatched, resembling a skirmish between a 12-year-old and an 18-year-old. Despite knowing I was stronger than before, this adversary was in a different league I don't know much why I feel this though

I swiftly reassessed my approach, prioritizing caution over bravery and  recognizing the gravity of the situation, I chose to subside  conversation with the woman from now , fearing it might prove fatal and a crucial  mistake would lead to a unwanted result . Instead of thinking more , I launched a surprise attack on the man, targeting his neck and then his vulnerable spots so he not get chance to attack

However, before I could land a decisive blow, a swift kick sent me flying into the wall. The impact was crushing, leaving me dazed and wondering if I'd fractured a bone. Yet, I couldn't afford to dwell on the pain.

With a burst of adrenaline, I urged the woman, "Ma'am, please run! I'm sorry this happened due to my ignorance. Let me help you escape." Without waiting for a response, I charged toward the man, determined to distract him.

The man's laughter echoed through the air, "You're no match for me, boy. If I were ordinary, you might have stood a chance. But I'm not." His words were accompanied by a menacing smile.

Suddenly, a blur of movement appeared beside me. Instinctively, I dodged and countered with a swift punch to the man's stomach.

While the woman stood frozen, ready to flee, e man unleashed another powerful punch. I dodged to the side, but the blow still grazed me, feeling like a hammer strike. The impact sent me stumbling.

Undeterred, I countered with a fierce punch to his face, channeling all my strength. The woman's scream echoed through the air as the man's tooth flew out of his mouth.

Enraged, the man's face contorted in fury. His speed increased, and he launched a flurry of attacks. I dodged and weaved, landing precise blows whenever possible. Targeting his neck and vulnerable spots, I aimed to incapacitate him.

Despite my best efforts, the man's condition remained remarkably resilient. I, on the other hand, felt my strength waning. The woman had managed to escape, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the man soon realized his mistake and refocused on me. His next attack caught me off guard, and I was sent flying into the wall once more.

As I struggled to stand, blood trickled from my mouth, and my body felt like it was dripping with crimson. My vision blurred, and I collapsed.

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