MC POV
Darkness...
Everywhere I looked, there was nothing more than just the darkness and more and more of darkness...
And cold, I felt immense cold, which was weird... normally I would be immune due to my Lord Class Knight of Niflheim, but now I was feeling cold like the coldness itself was penetrating deep into my very own soul...
And on top of that, my memories were hazy... I felt like I got kicked into the head by a horse or kangaroo...
I remembered a bit of the recent events, how I walked directly into the trap orchestrated by the Magisterium through some of their intermediaries... and how I felt some wannabe Pirate King called Wentworth Ruthland...
The only true Pirate King is Roger...
But that aside... I also remembered...
Dying?
Yes...
That would be that one...
That feeling and experience...
Dying...
What a life... that was why I was right now feeling like a falling down?
