"...Why is this happening?"
He leaned against a wall, pressing his palm against it as he held his other hand over his left eye with a strained expression.
Tears strolled from his eyes, fleeing downwards as he stood there in a mixture of confusion, anger, and sadness.
"Hyun, Ara, and…now Myung-Hee…? What the hell is going on?!"
He balled his fist up, slamming it against the wall harshly before resting his forehead against its cold, grimy surface.
It was just Kamou and himself left on the party status–a reality he thought felt like a horrific nightmare that he wished to cast aside, but no such reprieve was found.
Instead, he was alone in the dark, maze-like halls of the dungeon, finding himself traversing its confusing layout with no proper direction.
"...Kamou…"
I have to find her–before it's too late! He resolved, And if any of these freaks get in my way…I don't have room or time for mercy–I can't hesitate.
