And my nerves and what not are not numbing the pain of these sensations even a bit.
The pain is continuously increasing without stopping.
But there times when the pain is less and when the pain is more.
It feels like people of different strengths are hitting me.
And as I continued walking , other terrifyingly painful sensations are joining.
At first I was barely able to pass without Screaming or anything.
But now I was about to start screaming when ,[ Don't scream!].
I hurriedly shut mouth as the scream still happened in my throat .
And ohhh , did it pain.
But the pain was momentarily forgotten , as I pondered the reason why the system said don't scream.
Eh , I'm pretty sure I would find out.
So I just shrugged the thoughts out and started pondering other things.
However , the moment I was done , as expected the pain came back since now I was done thinking about things.
And this time , there were things like I was exhausted , burnt , going through cold and hot and many other such painful sensations.
But then my eyes widened in horror as some of those sensations reached my world defying, law breaking , handsome face.
" Not my face , not my face , not my FACE!".
For me personally , there are two places no matter what , can not be injured
Number one is obviously the thing that signifies a man as a man.
And the second is my handsome face.
And the reasons.
For my weapon it's simple.
Like come on man , which man wants to be an eunuch.
As for my handsome face .
It's because it has been blessed unto me and I worked very hard to get it, according to the system.
So nothing cannot and will not injure me in those two places.
I want to start praising my handsomeness , but I remembered that now ain't the time because this painful sensations are becoming stronger and stronger as I move forward.
At first I didn't feel much of the pain as I was praising myself in my mind about how lucky I was to be born in this body.
Now at least I can ignore the pain.
But damn it hurts.
And why the hell am I walking slow.
It justs adding more pain.
So I started walking as fast as I can.
In fact I'm even jogging.
Though I haven't forgotten my arm is skeletofied.
As I thought this I glanced at my arms , and found that my other arm is becoming skeletofied too.
My other arm is still skeletofied , and I still didn't know until .... now.
My arm is being corroded away.
I don't know how there is no smell.
I don't feel any pain other than the pain of this painful sensations I am feeling all over my body.
But now that I have reminded myself , I am feeling the full brunt of the pain.
I shook my head to remove all thoughts and focused on a door I have reached.
It looks like an exit.
It does not look grand , majestic or mighty .
In fact nothing about it looks so great not even the air around it.
Out of anything , it looks plain.
Just plain.
I squinted my eyes to take a closer look at it.
It looks more ..... heroic than anything.
" Wait!".
A door of herocity.
I then looked at the surroundings with divine eyes on.
I then rubbed my eyes and said " Maybe I am seeing things wrong".
I then looked around and still saw herocity plus something I don't know of.
" Why , why , why, why , why why why why why Why is it shrouded in an air of herocity?!".
The reason I'm reacting like this is because of the system.
Well you see , the system is my only source of information, so I have to believe it.
And you see it told me many things about heroes.
And if there's one thing similar in all the things it has told me about , it's that heroes suffer the most.
And truth be told , I don't want to suffer.
" But though I don't want to stay here ".
The door looks like an ordinary wooden door with a handle , so I don't know if there's actually any danger.
Then I looked at the door and the path I came multiple times.
But I ultimately decided that , I should just continue.
" I hope I'm not making a mistake ".
I didn't wait any longer and I then opened the door .
And the moment the door opened , my senses were ringing the bells of danger.
And then I just stood there.
I trust my senses.
I'm pretty sure without them I would have died.
But am I supposed to just go back and explore other paths.
But they all have a very negative energy around them.
Be it resentment, regret , bloodlust and who knows what else
So I'm pretty sure those are the doors to death.
If I go there I will die.
Thinking this I entered the door , this time with no hesitation.
But it was a mistake.
After I passed through , I didn't feel anything.
But then my sight went bloody.
So I stopped walking and turned around .
And what I saw shocked me.
I see blood.
And that's when I fell to the ground.
I looked at the blood that's around me.
It's quite the amount of blood.
But , I don't remember being injured.
At least those painful sensations are gone.
Which honestly made me feel relieved. As long as those sensations stop, I everything else is fine. That pain was something I never want to experience ever again.
And judging by the amount of blood and pain I am feeling around my body , almost every part of my body has an injury.
I just continued looking at the blood , until I felt something strange with my clothes.
I looked at them closely without moving my head too much , leat it hurts more.
And just as I expected , they are not torn in the slightest .
And they are not that dirty except for the blood that's staining them.
So that means, this injuries were inflicted upon me from the inside of my clothes, or they somehow just went past them .
And I think the damn cause , are those painful sensations that keep on coming.
At least they've stopped.
And I think I can sort of guess what they are.
Well I guess it's time to stop this thinking, and try moving.