"You okay? You look kinda worn out," Remarked Prysm, as I sat down with a frown.
"Yeah, I'm fine...it's just, there's this annoying discomfort I'm feeling. My teeth feel weirdly stiff, and my throat feels uncomfortable too. Also my fingertips, it's weird...I've tried healing myself, but that has no effect, which means that it isn't any injury. It's unlikely to be an illness either, my Universal Resistance should prevent anything from infecting me," I muttered irritably.
Today's the 29th of November, 2016, and I was down in the thirty-fifth floor of the Labyrinth with Prysm. I've been making some pretty solid progress down here, it's been a little under a year at this point since I began killing and eating Monsters.
