"Ah~ just a little cut won't hurt~" I incessantly moaned as I tore the skin of my wrist, letting the gold-ish blood wreak an even more pain onto my body. "Ahahaha~!! I need to share this delight with Kuzunoha later—maybe she knows the reason behind this phenomena, hehehe~"
It was working, my Sanity didn't diminish even further, while I was utilizing most of my brain and physical prowess to endure this hell~!
And all I needed was to trick myself to enjoy the pain.
Because the pain was much more kind than the horrifying reality of this world.
The water beneath the ship churned violently—something writhing in the distance, lurking beneath the waves. It was as if the sea itself had turned against me—no longer just water, but an entity bent on swallowing me whole.
But I focused too much on my painful ecstasy while trying to bring genocide to these relentless ghouls, so I didn't realize much on what was actually happening outside of this titanic deck.
