A lone man lay flat on the ground inside a small apartment that was completely black. When he opened his eyes, his first instinct was to hold his head in anguish.
"*Agh. "My head hurts so much."
Nashino murmured in pain, holding his head in misery, but memories began to stream through his mind, causing his head to hurt even more than it already was.
Everything started flashing so vividly inside his mind that it felt like his brain was going to explode from the sheer volume of information that was swarming inside his mind like a hive of aggressive bees.
The pain didn't last long, no more than ten seconds, but it seemed like someone was pounding on his skull with a hammer for thirty hours.
Of course, this was just him recounting how it felt to him. When the pain faded and he tried to stand up, the first thing he did was pull out his phone, which thankfully was still functional despite a few cracks on the screen.
