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."

a sigh of relief. Reading through the contents of the letter, he realized that it was just a long list of rules regarding

down on his bed, he let out another deep

to stop

paranoid about

"Ukh!"

Aaron's head prompting him to flinch

that hurt,

the side

***

Thump—!

ground, I took a white

about everything that

passed since the incident. The one where

something along the lines of, 'Everything

I wanted

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

alibies and evidence to make it seem that he really had been drunk,

"You're early."

in a private training room, near my residence. This was a

Amanda's voice rang out. Looking

I'm used to

it was at my disposal, I told the others that they could use

expect Melissa

"You look quite tired."

the dumbbells are pretty

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

Keiki style and increased the mass of the sword halfway through my swing, by the time I was done with

"How heavy?"

"About 500kg?"

"...That much?"

lower would

head. Extending her hand, she took out her

had a small hairband on her mouth as she gathered her hair behind her

should we do the

"Yeah."

time by now. I was a bit surprised the first time, turns out we both trained at the

routine she was used to ever since taking over the guild in her

early since her

I developed when training

way, this was

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

regarding Nola and

and aiming it at me, Amanda's soft

"Are you ready?"

deep breath, extending both of my hands forward, I channeled the wind psyons inside of my body

now, Amanda was helping me train my reflexes

noticed was that one of my lacking aspects was my agility.

a big help to

"Ready."

"Okay, I'm starting."

the string

the first shot,

this more and more quickly headed in my direction. It wasn't long before a wall made of blue streaks appeared

from the

is going to

wasn't allowed to use any skill or any manuals apart from

my agility, this was the most

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

air like missiles, the arrows soon

my foot onto the

Xiu!

my cheek. Following that arrow, two more arrows arrived in my vicinity. Moving

them to the ground and did the same thing for the next

endless amount of arrows, sweat started to accumulate on my forehead as I found my body progressively getting more and more tired with each

wasn't the only thing I was feeling. I could vividly feel myself getting better and better at

across my eyes as I

to get used to the