Yura POV
When I recall the moment I was still in my usual place, I can’t help but cry in pain and fear. In that place, I was free to do anything. No one tries to stop me. I can laugh anytime I want because there was freedom.
Just because of that very moment, everything twisted into a fate that I never imagined at all. Even in my deepest dreams, I have never imagined myself living in this kind of world. If only...if only I can turn back the time, I would definitely change everything, from the moment I talked with my friend to the moment I entered that portal.
But everything is too late. No one can help us now. We don’t know what will happen to us now and our lives depend on whatever the decision of these monsters will be. It’s scary...
If only...
...the time would turn back.
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Every night, when I was about to sleep, the same dream would always wake me up. Every evening, I would always wake up from the dark reality I was in. That last conversation with my friends became my wakeup call.
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“Whoa, what’s going on!”
“There’s a cosplay! Look!”
“Cosplay? It’s done right?”
“Yeah, that’s what I thought but look.”
“Cool! Everything seemed so real! They all look like real skeletons with their movements.”
“They look like the soldiers of the Undead.”
“Dota right?”
“Yeah, they look exactly like them and I can’t believe cosplayers can really do very intense costume like that.”
“Hey look, there’s a giant beetle!!”
“It’s Anub’arak! He’s real, Oh my goodness.”
“Abub’arak?”
“He’s a Dota character. His best ability is the beetle swamp! Oh, can’t get rid of those! It’s way too cool.”
“Beetle swamp? You mean that?”
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“Hey, how could...a cosplayer do that?”
“It’s like were watching a television in 3d.”
“But, what are they doing to the people...?”
“They’re being...”
“This is impossible!”
“How...”
“No, No, this is a dream. They were cosplayers right? They were just acting right? They are not killing people right? It was just a part of their cosplay! Yes, that would be part of their cosplay. There’s no way...”
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“AAAHHHH!!!!!!! AAHHHHH!!!! It’s Carla! It’s Carla! She’s...she’s being eaten! No please! No!!!!!”
“I can’t take it anymore! Marcos and Joe were with her! I must....”
“Don’t go Art! If you’ll go you’ll die! You will.............”
“Marcos... MARCOS RUN! GET OUT OF THERE NOW! YOU’RE GONNA DIE!”
“MARCOS......!!!”
“MARCOS!!! RUN!!!
