76 Pandora.EXE (1/2)
”The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence alone, becomes an act of rebellion.”
-Albert Camus
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(Jaiden's POV)
As my vision is a little blurry, with my head, feels spinning, and my consciousness slowly but assuredly fading away, I started to see these tiny droplets of red slowly entering through my clothes, creeping in such a strange way...
”Was that Hades? In the form of cockroaches? Hehehe... There's no way.” I cretinously start to converse with my self in vigor to somehow ameliorate the silence that's getting to me.
But then, out of nowhere and unprecedentedly, my consciousness returned to me like the eyesore-causing lights on the background, suddenly filling me up like a jar of water. Eh? What the hell did I want to convey through that weird definitions? But First...
I wake up from that fainting sensation and found myself obscured in this rather flaxen place with a cold atmosphere making the heat index drop via exponential degree... Hays... It was supposed to be a dark one if we go with the cliches, but whoever put me in here must be that ingenious enough to realize that I can likely manipulate that darkness to get myself out of here.
So cliches can quite be useful in some specific times huh... But, I stand firm in my belief that cliches are very disturbing. There's no way I'm depriving myself of that golden fact.
Yet still, what boggles me is the setting's yellow color... Too bright and luminous that it could make my head explode at any second.
”Yet, where am I?”
Oh right, I was feined by that hero's easy defeat, hence I let my guard down and Wella, here I am... My paradigm has been canceled by that unpredictable priest and the next thing I knew was being eaten alive in this resplendent place while feeling these many stabs approximately everywhere in my body as if I got tortured or something using Rome's very own tool for persecution, an iron maiden?
”Wait, what were those anyway?” I then examined my body checking as to where those tiny red creeping things went but there's nothing... How I hope that this better not be the story niche where a character of importance suddenly gets Amnesia.
I sat down a little, as my feet begin to gnaw, and I just noticed this many torns in my worn uniform, and as to where I got it, I don't remember. But I did feel like I was pierced by many blades moments ago as I got here, but ghastly, I also have no wounds.
”Oh, Shiro! What, what happened to her?!”
Tsk... There's no time to chill. I have to get out of here.
Remembering that I left a kid in the hands of those aggressive Tarragons who want her for their personal reasons that I am still to know more about, I quickly got up my feet to start thinking any form of stratagem that can likely get me out of here. I then let out of my pen, and to my surprise, it ran out of ink... It must be because of my massive utilization earlier.
Right, my torn clothes are black...
I then tried to manipulate it, but it's not responding. Still, It's got to be this place. I can't use anything in my Paradigm.
Wait. Calm down... I can't afford to lose even an ounce of my sound logic right now...
Well then, if I can't use anything, I should probably just open my Persona Interface... maybe a guide is there? Not that I remember but it's worth a try...
I then opened up the interface and there, still just the presentation of the most basic information and participant counts... but there's this button that's quite new to me...
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Name: Jaiden Axcel Cendrillon
Classification: Human
Affiliation: @!$%^#%#^#%$%&#*#^$%
Crusade Pass: Herrscher
Killed Participants: 0
Killed Herrschers: 0
Re: Characterization Database
Sentient Contender Count: 11, 732 negative
Herrscher Count: 333/333 alive
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Pandora? What's that supposed to be... I have no recollection of it always being here... Still, for its button to appear here, it must be something of cruciality... right?
Without waivers, I then clicked on the button...
But, suddenly a glitch appeared and manifested this malfunctioning-like display..... like a virus in my PI and like potent cancer cells, the reoccurring glitches covered the original interface...then displayed this rather elongated loading screen and these texts with the visual interface now a bit more futuristic.
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