The Author's POV

"Ghua!"

Aaron's eyes shot wide open. Clenching onto his heart, Aaron started hyperventilating. He kept breathing, but with each breath he took, he felt this overwhelming sense of death wash over him.

"Haa...haaa..."

Only after taking a couple more breaths did Aaron finally calm down a little.

'What happened to me?'

He looked beneath him, his bedsheets were soaked in his own sweat. Touching his forehead, Aaron wiped his forehead which was dripping with sweat.

Faint memories started to surface inside of his mind as his face paled considerably.

"Ukh..."

Clenching onto his head and letting out a groan, Arron lifted his head and looked around him.

Wooden floor, white walls, and a white ceiling. He was in his own residence.

"Haa...haaa..."

His hyperventilation did not stop as he bit his lips till his lips bled. his body shook all over. Hugging his body, he repeatedly muttered.

"Spar..e..me...spare...me."

He could feel this vivid sense of pain course through his whole body. He just wanted it to stop.

'What is this smell?'

Sniffing around, Aaron suddenly smelled a strong and pungent smell, reminiscent of that of alcohol. Lowering his head, he pulled his shirt and smelled it.

"It's coming from me."

He mumbled underneath his breath. When he realized this, he pulled himself off his bed and moved straight to the mirror.

He stumbled a couple of times, but it wasn't long before he stood face to face with the mirror.

"...I'm still okay?"

Aaron muttered, touching his face and body all over. Though faint, images of different scenarios propped up inside of his mind. Recalling them his body trembled all over.

The pain.

It felt so vivid. As though he had truly experienced it.

Even now, he couldn't quite get rid of the sense he had experienced.

"It was just a dream, just a dream...I must've drank too much...he's dead for sure."

Aaron repeatedly muttered as he stared at himself in the mirror. It had to be that.

The smell of alcohol in the room and the fact that he was still alright were testaments to that. Also, the fact that the person responsible for torturing him was someone who was supposed to be dead, Aaron realized that there were simply too many holes in his dreams to make it seem that what had happened had truly happened.

He laughed.

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"Hahah, it must've been a bad dream."

His laugh was forced, but he was merely trying his best to remain composed.

Although he had no idea about what happened at the party, he was planning on checking later to make sure it really was a dream.

"Fuuuu..."

But just as Aaron had calmed down, and he had managed to convince himself that everything that had happened last night was merely a dream that came as a result of him getting too drunk, from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a small letter by the side of his desk.

"What's this?"

An ominous feeling washed over him as he laid eyes on the letter.

"Huuuu..."

Taking another deep breath to calm his nerves down, Aaron slowly walked toward the letter. Extending his hand which was trembling, he slowly unfurled the letter.

"...Whew."

contents of the letter, he realized that it was just

his bed, he

need to stop

he felt paranoid about

"Ukh!"

pain coursed through the right side of Aaron's head prompting him to flinch slightly. Fortunately, the pain

that

does the side of

***

Thump—!

the ground, I took a white

about everything that has

since the incident. The one where

thinking something along the lines of, 'Everything I went through is a dream.' or some

I wanted

was merely something for my own self-satisfaction. I had other plans for

were able to somewhat create enough alibies and evidence to make it seem that he really had been

"You're early."

my residence. This

meters away, Amanda's voice rang out. Looking

I'm used

massive, and it was at my disposal, I told the others

Melissa who did not want to have anything to do

"You look quite tired."

the dumbbells

mass-changing properties of my sword, I had to resort to this kind of muscle

my swing, by the time I was done with my movements, my

"How heavy?"

"About 500kg?"

"...That much?"

anything lower would not

nodded her head. Extending her hand,

on her mouth as she gathered her hair behind her in

should we

"Yeah."

It was probably the fourth time by now. I was a bit surprised the first time, turns out

she was used to ever since taking over the

since her days

I developed when training in the wilderness

was

someone else was a lot more efficient than just training alone. Plus, there were a lot

regarding Nola and my

it at me, Amanda's soft voice rang

"Are you ready?"

my hands forward, I channeled the wind psyons inside of my body until a green

was helping me train my

I noticed was that one of my lacking aspects was my agility. Not only that, but long-ranged

was a big

"Ready."

"Okay, I'm starting."

the string of her

translucent blue streak of light shot out from her bow. Following the first shot, Amanda extended

more quickly headed in my direction. It wasn't long before a wall made of

at them from the distance, my

going to

a couple of handicaps on myself for this training. I wasn't allowed to use any

goal was training my agility, this was

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

through the air like missiles, the

the ground, I

Xiu!

Following that arrow, two more arrows arrived in my vicinity. Moving my hands in front of me, twisting my heel, I swiftly grabbed the bodies of the arrows,

the arrows lost their momentum, I dropped them to the ground

on my forehead as I found my body progressively getting more

thing I was feeling. I could vividly feel myself getting better and better at moving in tight

eyes as I continued to

long before I started to get used to the rhythm and I started to feel at ease dodging the