Translator: Wisteria Editor: Silavin I am no stranger to counting down the hours. If I could have wished for anything, it would be a clock.
Translator: Wisteria Editor: Silavin The bear yelps out in pain and keels over. I simply keep swinging the machete down at the half-dead bear with all my might. My blade strikes relentlessly and tears through the thick coat of the bear and proceeds to hack at its flesh. The blood spatters everywhere but my hand doesn’t stop.
Translator: Wisteria Editor: Silavin I meekly obey the Lord and follow him out of the mansion. I am lost for words as I blankly look in awe at the scenery that unfolded in front of my eyes.
Translator: Wisteria Editor: Silavin And thus, I was revived.
Translator: Wisteria Editor: Silavin “End. Follow me.”
