Chapter III. Paxley's Medicine

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"Gusion. Gusion Paxley would the best." He is really staring at me and doesn't have a plan to let go of me.

"Good choice. He is one of my favorite assassins. But may I ask why did you choose him?"

"Well, I have read his story. He's interesting." Isn't he? "A rebellious mage who broke the rules and abandoned his family just to do what he wants to do in his life."

"Alright. Then, see you tomorrow?"

"See you." Then I inserted my phone in my bath robe's pocket.

I looked at his hand that's holding my arm. He loosened his grip but he won't let go of me.

"Don't you have a plan to let me go?"

"Not unless you answer my questions." He seriously said.

Questions. I rolled my eyes.

"Look, I don't know if I am dreaming right now or the world's just playing with me. But I seriously don't know you and I don't even know how you came here. Ah, I wasn't even interested in video games!"

"Video games?"

"Why are you asking me that? You are obviously from a video game! Didn't you know Mobile Legends?" This is so annoying.

"I do not know what you are talking about." He said as he let go of me.

"Video game," I opened my phone and entered Mobile Legends. "This is a video game. You are here as a hero. You are an assassin/mage and everybody's using you when they play." Why am I even explaining these things to him?

"That's absurd."

"Indeed." I inserted my phone in my pocket again. "You don't belong here. You should come back to where you came from."

"The video game is absurd. I don't understand why I found myself there. I live in a far a way land, in Land of Dawn. My world exists andㅡ"

"You are not sick. You are fine." I said while touching his forehead. "But you are telling me that there is another dimension."

"Land of Dawn exists and that is where I live."

"Really? Then, you're supposed to be in a video game instead of talking to me right now because Land of Dawn exists in Mobile Legends."

"Are you making fun of me?" He grabbed my wrist. He is giving me deadly stares again. "You have read itㅡmy story. You knew who and what I am."

My throat dried up. He is an assassin. I was a taekwondo player for twelve years. But when it comes to this thing, like when he was pointing a blade in my throat, my knees would tremble in fear.

"You can't kill me."

"Of course, I can." He said, letting me go. "But not now. I still need you to help me."

"I don't think you need help." I mumbled and touched my wrist. It hurts.

"This is not my world and I need you to help me to go back home."

"You ran away." I said. "You broke the rules and abandoned your family. I don't think you can just go back there after what you've done."

"You do not know anything."

"Yeah, whatever." I rolled my eyes and turned my back at him.

"You will help me."

I looked at him. "Is that a threat or something?"

"You decide."

I rolled my eyes. He is annoying. I continued walking. It is very, very late and I have to sleep. I don't want to go to school tomorrow with a tired face. Lawrence would laugh at me.

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