Tall buildings towered up to the sky around , blocking my previously amazing view of the light-blue sky...and the sll was horrid.
It wasn’t even the sll of the humans around ...there was trash everywhere.
Sighing, I shook my head and soldiered on.
To be fair, I was now in the "slums" part of the capital, where holess encampnts were placed, so it was to be expected.
Looking around, I observed the people in suits around , but they seed...immune to the sll as they speed-walked forward without a care.
Not wanting to walk around a block of buildings to get north, I halted as a thin alleyway ca into sight.
Exiting the crowd of people on the streets, I walked into the alleyway, which was filled with abandoned furniture and large dumpsters.
However, just as I stepped in, I felt a chill run down my spine.
...what was I thinking?
I was a teenager with a rich white collared shirt and red blazer walking into an alleyway in the middle of the slums.
Letting out a sigh, I gripped the pen in my pocket and strolled forward, going far past the point of no retreat.
*CRASH*
*BANG*
After pausing for a mont and hearing a barrage of sounds echo from in front of , I reluctantly reached up to my face.
If I were attacked from my right, I would be completely vulnerable, no matter my strength or gift.
As I ripped the bandage off my right eyelid, three human figures with what seed to be knives in their hands suddenly appeared before .
Climbing out of an empty dumpster, the three figures landed on the floor before shifting their gazes to .
Their clothes were tattered to the point where there were more holes than actual material, and their faces were covered in scars.
At that mont, I felt a sudden barrage of nausea attack as my right eye was revealed, and its sight was no longer black.
From the left side of my perspective, my vision was completely fine...but from my right, everything was so distorted that I instantly beca motion sick.
It had improved since the last ti, as I could actually make out the figures of my three enemies and the dumpster.
However, it was like a whirlpool of ti.
The figures around , like the humans and the dumpster, swirled and spun around, making it seem like they were moving when they were staying still.
If I had to compare it to sothing, it would be a constant loop what I saw while moving through the warp gate.
Thing were destroyed and constructed before endlessly, making question reality itself.
Suddenly, the three figures faltered and fell back as they looked at .
Through the reflection of so grey liquid on the concrete, I could see myself as well.
My pupil was a crimson-red orb, almost bulging out of my face, and everything around my pupil was pitch-black.
It was as if there was a gemstone in my eyesocket.
Perhaps noticing the uncertainty on my face, one of the three figures instantly sprang forward without a word.
Weren’t they supposed to say sothing first!?
Caught completely off guard, I pressed the button on my pen while simultaneously removing it from my pocket.
And, in the next second, my right hand held a blood-red blade.
But...it was too late.
I had expected so sort of confrontation first when the attackers would threaten and ask for my money...but instead, they had instantly gone for the kill.
Unable to raise my sword in ti, I chose the next best option and side-stepped to the left.
As the figure charged past , his dagger grazed my face, causing a streak of crimson-red blood to appear on my left cheek.
Then, the two figures who had been standing still until now advanced forward, with their daggers in hand.
Behind them, the first figure quickly halted and turned around, now facing my back.
I was surrounded.
These weren’t any normal robbers.
They were organized, had decent proficiency with their weapons, and had strategies.
As a surge of pain coursed through my head, I instinctively reached my hand to the scar on my face and felt it.
However, there was no blood.
When I returned my palm to my sight, it was empty and colored tan like always.
Seeing my still figure, the two figures in front of instantly charged forward at from different angles, one attacking my right and the other hitting my left.
Yet, my body remained still.
Ti didn’t exactly pause or slow like last ti.
The figures of my opponents, both behind and in front of , were surrounded by a holographic light-yellow hue that only I could see.
It was impossible for to miss them.
My right crimson-red pupil seed to flick around the pitch-black void around it, instantly morizing everything.
Even when I looked forward, I could see still what was behind ...as if I had eyes on the back of my head.
Of course, I wasn’t actually seeing backward, though.
My right eye was simply guessing where the figures and everything behind would be based on how it had looked when I had last looked back.
In other words, my eye was running simulations and trying to predict the behavior of every object, including the human, behind , and showing the most likely option.
However, it wasn’t just my vision of my surroundings that improved.
Raising my blood-red sword, I instantly feinted right, causing the person behind to angle themselves accordingly.
Since the alleyway was thin, I stretched my left leg out, feeling my shoe touch the wall, and boosted myself into the air.
As I flew over the three highlighted figures, countless red holographic lines from the top of their heads to the bottom of my shoes were drawn.
Beside each line was a ti, such as "5 seconds," representing how much ti I had before their attack hit .
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