What a shit show today was…
…
The next day, a strange pressure hung on my shoulders, as if a godly being was watching me with intent pupils.
It wasn't just one gaze but seemingly a thousand as I went about my day.
"Anyone else feel tense in the neck?" I asked everybody during breakfast, and it seemed everybody else had the same complaint.
Even the maids and butlers who didn't take the pill, so it must've been something else weighing down on us.
By the end of the day, I was so exhausted that I just slumped down onto my bed and curled up into a ball, hoping the pressure would be gone by tomorrow.
And so, it was, and for the next few days, it had disappeared until the day of the meeting when the mages of the world tower had finally arrived.
"Greetings. This humble knight's name is Owen, and this is my army,"
"Greetings. This humble knight's name is Albus, and this is my army,"
