"EUUAAAAAHHHH!!!"
I fall down from the bed in a loud thud, caused by my head. my weak arms barely able to hold up, as I cough uncontrollably, hardly able to breathe, each breath drying my cracking throat.
Pyro– Pyro—
"HUH– HUHH– KHHKHH!!!"
Through my shallow breaths and vomit, I continue crawling to the window, reaching my hand out at the window where the light from the sun scatters across the room.
Pyro– Pyro— Pyro...
"PYR– HRRUKKAFCSUGH!!!!"
Just as I reach the window, the light suddenly fades, throwing into the shadow of darkness, my trembling hand pointed at the light unable to be held up any longer as my heart contracts, my throat erupting one last, terrible cough, before my body entirely falls down to the ground, my vision beginning to blur into unconsciousness.
"No... Pyro—"
What? Is that... blood? Did Arcanus' attack hit too? Ahh– Pyro, it looks like I'll be able to et you again soon.
As I drop my eyes, I block all thoughts from forming, falling to my false happiness, having no desire to do anything else.
Suddenly, the door creaks open, but I keep my eyes shut.
"Hey there Arthur, I'm just here to do your daily check-up, it won't take too long, so just bear with –"
This is a familiar voice, but I care not for it anymore...
Seconds after entering the room, the physician finally looks up from their clipboard, and sees on the floor, under the window, covered in blood. Imdiately, they drop their board and start running to , their heavy stomps causing vibrations in the floor below .
Huh, what a familiar scenario. I must just be imagining it because I'm on the brink of death.
But they are too late, my mind already turned off, my unconscious body laying in the shadow, face covered in blood.
***
I calmly, upright and still, wrapped tightly in my warm, white blankets.
The sun has set seven tis now, seven long days in this extrely realistic dream of mine. I have yet to make a conclusion on whether this is a dream or that I have really returned back in ti. But I do know one thing, I am set in one of the worst, and longest mories I have, the pathetic state I was in, in the Mint Estate Clinic, just after my poisoning.
I stare out the window where the sun's light enters the dull room.
Most things in this world are the sa as the previous world I lived in. However, so aren't
Looking directly at the sun, I flinch back, away from its red light.
If this world is real, and I truly have regressed into the past, then with all the knowledge I've gained from my previous life where I reached the 9th stage, I can start again, and fix all of the bad decisions I made in my previous life!
A blurry image of three knotted ropes is plastered to the center of my mind, causing my face to wince in pain.
Yeah, I've been getting those terrible mories reminding that they exist from ti to ti, and they give pretty bad migraines, but thankfully the images are blurred.
One of the things I've learned from the theories I read in the Grand Library, and experiencing it myself, is that the mind and ntal fortitude aren't imaginary things that exist on a separate plane of reality, they physically exist in our bodies just like mana circuits! Unfortunately, I had to learn it the hard way, my first ti gaining consciousness in this dreamworld or whatever, when my mories flooded back into , I wasn't even able to stay awake for a minute, gagging, and vomiting. Thankfully, my mories stayed, and with them, I managed to create the first lock, which finally allowed to start thinking clearly.
But, since the mind is a physical thing that I have enhanced and accomplished in my previous life, that also ans that the annoying voices from these insane mind fragnts, that drove to insanity, are also back, constantly chatting as they know that I can hear them now because of the One Mind manual I read from the Grand Library, which was really helpful in teaching how to collect all the fragnts together and enhance your mind. It was a really useful manual that was the only reason why I was able to piece my scattered fragnts back, but the first step is to release them, and it's more of a perception thing, once you gain the new perspective of the world, it's not that easy to forget, especially when I have no control over my mind and can't perform the next steps! So, I'll just have to put up with this for now.
I turn my head, and look directly straight at the wall opposite of .
Everything and everyone I've t so far has been normal, but, there's just one thing about this world, or dream I should say, that's quite off, so much so that I haven't been able to even form my first mana circle yet. That being the abnormally red, giant sun in the sky.
I've only seen it once but from what I rember, if the mories are even accurate, and uncorrupted by the other fragnts, the sun was definitely red, and unlike the bright sun that only took up a small part of the sky, yet lights up the entirety of it, this new one is much bigger, sowhere between 3 to 5 tis. There's nothing wrong about it, the temperature feels about the sa as how the air felt inside the library, and so is the amount of sunlight that it gives off, but– it just feels a bit ominous, not like the warm orange, unharming flas of Pyro. It must've been her who sent back, there is no way, no matter how powerful the attack, that it could kill a god with a single blow. It would at most just make them fall into a deep slumber, which ans she sacrificed her safety and remaining life energy to send back.
Pyro, if you're in this world sowhere, whether it's fake or not, I swear, I will stop at nothing in order to find you, and repay back to you all that you've done for . I will save everyone in this life.
I stare out the window at the sun, like a hero would after receiving their divine mission. That is, if the hero was incapable of moving, nugget, wrapped in multiple blankets and rope.
Oh right, there was one other reason why I haven't been able to do any of the things I've wanted despite regaining all my mories and stabilizing my mind.
The door creaks open, William stepping through with his clipboard and a tray of food.
"Hey there Arthur, how are you doing?"
He says, walking up beside the bed, and setting the tray of food on the stand.
"Mmmm–mmpm"
I mumble, trying to speak through the ball of bandages stuck in my mouth.
"Woah, don't get so feisty with , I can't hear you clearly, but I already know what you're going to say, and no, I will not be untying you. Especially not after I found you half dead by the window seven days ago, then finding you unconscious again by the window, but this ti you actually managed to climb up to it and almost fell!"
Okay, well to be fair, I wasn't in the correct state of mind at that ti, I'm fine now!
He flips through the papers on his clipboard before setting it down on the stand. Then he unveils the tal top from the tray, showing a bland assortnt of pills separated in different cups. With one hand, he takes the bandage out of my mouth.
This is my chance to finally speak to him!
Right as I open my mouth to speak, in his hand, he holds all four of the cups, and a glass of water in the other.
Oh for fuck's sake–
He throws all the pills inside my mouth along with the glass of water, the majority of it spilling out of my mouth and being absorbed by the blankets surrounding , before he imdiately stuffs the bandages back in my mouth.
How great, nothing like the taste of pills after eating pills for the last 10 years. And now I get to enjoy so moist, wet cloth that'll linger over for the next 24 hours!
"Trust , this is for your own good and safety. I'm a very experienced physician, and no one's ever died under my care–"
walks away to the table where we had created the antidote, taking a look at so paper on the table as he continues to talk.
"Well I an, you are my first patient since finishing my education with my master, but that's besides the point."
He walks back up with another clipboard.
"Right, yeah, 2 for energy, 3 for nutrition, and 2 poison neutralizers. Check, check, check!"
Finally, for the first ti since entering the room, he makes eye contact with , unamused by the situation. We stare for a few seconds before he makes the first move, taking a chair from the table and bringing it up to the bed, both of us now on the sa level.
"Look, Arthur, I know this process is very boring and painful, the other physicians told not to tell you this, but you are actually making steady progress to recovering! We don't know what the ingredients of the poison you ingested is, so we have no way of treating you. So for now, just direct your anger at as long as it keeps your heart pumping, and your lungs breathing."
He then gets up out of the chair and grabs his clipboard, calmly exiting and closing the door behind him quietly, as I stare, expressionless, at the door from where he had just left.
Wow, how touching, I might've even shed a tear if he hadn't left my room in such a ss! I WOULD BE ABLE TO RECOVER MUCH FASTER IF YOU JUST LET OUT OF THIS HUMILIATING SACK OF WET BLANKETS!!!!
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