Chapter 99: A Play Button? (2/2)

The words of the inner demon were barely mutterings as they escaped from his mouth.

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Marcus was still walking deep into the forest. He type of had a rough idea of what to search for him to trigger the second trauma.

'Wait!, Am I a bit too excited?'

Marcus thought. He was oddly trying to find the mental trauma as soon as possible.

'Do I actually have a pain fetish'

Was another thought that passed through his mind.

Marcus was thinking to himself as he wandered deeper into the forest until he reached an open space, equal to the size in which revoker arenas were constructed.

”And there he is”

Marcus let the words escape as his eyes spied the boy in front of him.

It was the boy... His younger self... But this time, his body was not frail like it used to be. Rather, his body was polished, with ripped abs jutting out like keypad buttons. The new Marcus was leaning his back against a tree and yes, he was, yet again, weeping.

This time, Marcus wasn't appalled. Instead, he sprinted towards the boy with everything his legs could muster.

His face had no expressive detail, it could've been called neutral, but the way he hooked his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes could only be interpreted as one thing... that his mood leaned a bit towards the angry side.

*Bang*

Marcus thrust his leg into the stomach of his younger self, he kicked him!!. He kicked him with such force that even the tree the boy was leaning on broke into two.

Marcus's eyes shot up for a second. He was surprised at how fragile the tree was... just like he used to be, it somehow made him think that the fragile tree symbolized his past self and how he had just overcome it and broke it into two.

But it didn't matter to him. Because right now, only withstanding his trauma amounted to something, and for that, he needed to uphold physical contact with his younger self. He realized it from the previous dungeon.

Touching the young Marcus took him to the hidden memories and undoubtedly it was the same case in this dungeon as well.

So he thought... why not be rough?

”It's Cringe... The way you cry even when you've been given the tremendous duty of a 'Lame' guardian.”

He was barefoot and his leg was nudged into his younger self's gut, who was now out cold, sprawled on the green dirt ground.

*Zap*

Marcus was yet again hit with the tormenting pain which coursed through his leg. But it soon vanished as he thought it would when his mind cleared and the indistinguishable murkiness, giving rise to its arrival, engulfed him.

It was as if he was floating, not in the air, but water. Marcus's vision was dizzy, he felt as if he was sinking deep into a bottomless ocean.

It was murky, to that very extent that he couldn't see anything besides the bubbling murkiness all around him.

But the small screen, yet again, arising before him was as clear as the day to him.

But this time what the screen showed was something a lot different from what he had seen heretofore.

He remembered that the screen on the previous dungeon had just displayed menacing eyes and elicited dialogues.

But the screen before him this time had buttons on them. And the vision on the screen itself was a lot distinct from the visions a few minutes ago.

On the very center of the screen was a familiar 'Play' button.

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Author Notes.

I hope it wasn't rushed, but I seriously think this was necessary.

Reached the word count so I'll be splitting the chapter. Accidently wrote more than I should have. But trust me everything I am writing now will carry gravity for the future of Marcus. So stay tuned for the hidden file which is soon uploaded.

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