Chapter 138

Otis's POV

I couldn't die, no matter what I did I just couldn't die.

I tried to destroy my body through hard objects in the room, but my body healed much faster than I thought.

I tried cutting my throat with my fingernails, but the spasms all over my body made my strength so weak that I couldn't even cut open my skin.

I slumped on the ground like a stone, the hands of the abyss seemed to be touching my body, despair made my world black, and I could hardly imagine what Conrad would feel if he actually chose to come to the Dusk Pack attack.

"What should I do now, I really have no choice?"

I hold my head with my hands, I can only pray to Luna at this moment, pray that Conrad will not be in danger, pray that my body can rot quickly, and let my life dissipate in the air with rot.

Time is passing slowly and I can feel my skin getting drier and drier, my dry hair has appeared on the floor of the room, and I feel like at this rate, within a day, my body will shatter into the mud.

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