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."

the contents of the letter, he

down on his bed, he

to

he felt paranoid about everything.

"Ukh!"

Aaron's head prompting him to flinch slightly. Fortunately, the pain only lasted for

area that hurt,

side of

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Thump—!

took a white towel from the

about everything

since the incident.

along the lines of, 'Everything

I wanted him

was merely something for my own self-satisfaction.

to somewhat create enough alibies and evidence to

"You're early."

residence. This was a small perk I got thanks to

about 100 meters away, Amanda's voice rang out. Looking at her, I

used

at my disposal, I

expect Melissa who did

"You look quite tired."

the dumbbells are

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

increased the mass of the sword halfway through my swing, by the time I was

"How heavy?"

"About 500kg?"

"...That much?"

lower would

head. Extending her hand, she took out

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

see, should we do

"Yeah."

and I met up. It was probably the fourth time by now. I was a bit surprised the first

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

very early since her days

was more of a habit I developed when training in

was good for

just training alone. Plus, there were a lot of

Nola and

it at

"Are you ready?"

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

was helping me train my

my lacking aspects was my agility. Not only that, but long-ranged opponents were especially hard for me

was a big help to

"Ready."

"Okay, I'm starting."

the string

her bow. Following the first shot, Amanda extended her hand again

more and more quickly headed

the distance,

is going to be

myself for this training. I wasn't allowed to use any

my goal was training my agility, this was the most appropriate

Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!

air like missiles, the arrows soon materialized in front

pressing my foot onto the ground, I took

Xiu!

my vicinity. Moving my hands in front of me, twisting my heel, I swiftly grabbed the bodies of the arrows, disrupting

the arrows lost their momentum, I dropped them to the ground and did the same thing for the

sweat started to accumulate on my forehead as I found

thing I was feeling. I could vividly feel myself getting better and better

flashed across my eyes as

long before I started to get used to the