Woke Up When The World Ends

Trigger Warning: The story includes scenes that some viewers may find disturbing. It is not suitable for younger readers. Act of suicide is present in this chapter that some viewers might find upsetting. Holding a bottle of a muriatic acid, I stare at it in a daze. Hah, just as I thought… I am afraid to die. Guess I am a big fat coward after all. Damn this life! Being shrun by the world, I even wonder how I am still living by now. 'Hey, how long will you stay there? Mother was worried you know? The photoshoot for my graduation picture is tomorrow. Cheer me up okay?' It was from my little sister. She sent it yesterday. Maybe... she was now at the pictorial. Even if I am older than her… she is much loved since she is a good daughter. She is the favorite child. Unlike me.. who is the trash of the family. The black sheep. Someone who is at the age of having a family yet, here I am, living my life like a heavy weight in this house. Sometimes… I wonder if I really belong in this plac

Looking around, I saw no sight of any human being that can be on this place. It was quiet. Not unlike those times I would be forced to get out. There was no people talking to each other or even vehicles that are creating noises. I know that this is the house of where I have lived since I was just a small brat but then it was as if some things crashed it whole. It is wrecked to the state that I can no longer say if it is a house or not. Why did this kind of thing even happen in the first place? I was left with no answer as I walked pass through those ruin glasses and bricks that was beneath my feet. Looking at how wrecked our house had become, there was a slight horror in me thinking whether my parents are doing well. Are they doing alright? Are they safe somewhere? We may not be that close just like what they are towards my sister, but still they are my parents... Leaving that thoughts behind, I then saw the ruined picture frame of us four that was taken years ago. So they also s

I never thought that it would be this easy. With a sweat falling on my forehead, I brushes my hair. There, I forgot how slimy my hand is as I accidentally touch the ground for who knows how many times it has been. Day 1 Quest: A list of to do task that must be done before the day ends. Not finishing it would lead to a punishment. »Do 100 push ups (100/100)«Do 100 sit ups (100/100) [Wai: Day 1 Quest Completed. Here are your rewards] [Would you like to open it?] Just as I thought, this body that I have is just the same with that body of mine when I was on my teens. Looking at my arms, it may not have that kind of muscle before but, strangely… my body changed. “I wonder why my body turned to this... Still, I would wish if I can get this sticky thing off my body. It really is irritating at some point” I slightly chuckle for a bit. It was a lucky occurrence for me to saw a part where the liquid slimy object wasn't reaching that platform. It was enough to give me time to dry it

To escape death and face another death just like this… aren't I some extra who doesn't really have any importance in this game?So why am I facing this thing?!?! And of all people to run into? Why is it Saypher of all?!Closing my eyes as I tried to remain calm despite of this things that happened, I wonder if my neck would be cut in piece if I make any wrong move…Saypher Marcus. The protagonist in this world. Having the ability and luck, he is the one that is trying to fine the end of this game. A place where answers would be given for all of his questions. He is some that that is not just handsome, but also powerful. He would easily get his power in swift. Above all, everyone whom he fights with would eventually die. That is the power of protagonist. To sum it all, me being his enemy would surely make me fall in my death door in an instance.“H-hello, a nice day it is… right?“Despite of what I said, it was already past afternoon if I may say. The sky is reddish in fact. So how

What? A recovery potion won't heal him? 'But how come? In game it was usually like that. If you are injured and is in need of hp and stamina, you would need that to recover' [You currently have 220 harto. Each question would cost 20 harto. Do you still want to ask it?] 'Is it worth the prize to know? It was hard to earn harto. I shall take good use of it' But judging by how things are happening, maybe… the reason why is because that was in game. It doesn't have the same effect when it comes to real life. Closing my eyes, I guess I can do nothing about it. It would be nice if there is a saint or mage who is respective when it comes to healing magic. Looking at the state of the kid, I wonder how long will he last. Is there really nothing else that I can do? Checking on my notification bar, I slightly smirk as I know there is one last hope. “The lucky draw“ ”You say something?“ ”Migo…“ The kid seems to hear my words. I must be careful next time.. Luckily, his friend calle