I FELT as though I had lost myself once Adrastos officially confirmed the way of my death. Who wants to be crucified? My heart stopped pounding, and I had a hard time breathing.
“We’ll end our lives here for a while, then return later to condemn Mario to death!” Adrastos remarked as he approached me. “If you want to receive your money, follow me.”
I didn’t hesitate and instantly followed him as he walked away from the room where we were.
I was not interested in money, but when I learned the cause of my death, I thought I deserved to collect the money I could garner from it. I don’t want to suffer from severe at their hands and die in vain.
I’d rather die with dignity. Will my death be worthless because I have no value in the world? That doesn’t seem right. I want to be valuable in some way, even if it means sacrificing my life.
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WHEN WE entered the old chamber, Adrastos instantly took up his microphone and began speaking. "Hello there, live audience! I'm backtonight with our suicider, Mario, the wayward child, to crucify him!"I took a deep breath and swallowed. Every time I hear my technique of murdering, my hair stood up on its endand my pulse beats faster pace.What is the sensation of being nailed on the cross like?Will they simply crucify me and leave me to perish? Is that what's going to happen to me? Or will they torment me first before crucifying me?I'm not sure how long it will take to have me executed by crucifixion, but I have a feeling it won't be simplistic. I have a strong hunch that it will be a bloodbath.Why is crucifixion is the killing method that I receive when there are so many methods that can murder me? When I first learned about Live Suicide, my initial instinct was
ADRASTOS’ REMARKS appeared to ring hollow in Mario’s ears. Who would want to be nailed to a cross? His gaze roamed throughout the room, and he discovered a towering wooden cross only encircled him with a deceased person nailed on it, and the bottom of the chamber was covered with various parts of the human body and buckets of bloodshed.When Mario saw the appearance of the people with their corpses still in the mid-air, he understood all of their sufferings was not a laughing matter. It coated their whole bodies in blood, and there were remnants of the whip.He took a deep breath and swallowed. They appear to have been tormented before their death.Mario’s mind is having adilemma digesting everything that has occurred. He came here because he knew he intended to commit suicide. He knew he’d die the moment he signed up for the application and stepped into the LV Building.
EVERYONE WITNESSED Mario’s crucifixion. Almost all of them couldn’t believe it because he died immediately and didn’t appear to be tormented any longer. He died in the crucifix twenty minutes after being hoisted into the air.Everyone who was crucified to the cross takes a few hours before they end up losing their breath of life, unlike Mario, who just made it out alive for few minutes.“Are you ready to find out if he’s alive or dead?” he questioned live viewers. Even he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Mario died in a matter of minutes, as if he no longer wanted to be tortured. He passed away peacefully.When the Live Suicide notification chimed, he glued his gaze there to read the messages of the spectators. It also dissatisfied him like them since they all expect that Mario will die in excruciating pain.Comment box:@Brett Scott
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