Prologue I'm fucked. Matt Damon, stranded on Mars, at least had time to think, but Dojin didn’t even have that luxury. With a hole the size of a human head blown through his abdomen, what the hell was there to think about? If this wasn’t “fucked,” then no one in the world could ever truly be fucked. “Urgh…!” Just a slight...
Prologue I'm fucked. Matt Damon, stranded on Mars, at least had time to think, but Dojin didn’t even have that luxury. With a hole the size of a human head blown through his abdomen, what the hell was there to think about? If this wasn’t “fucked,” then no one in the world could ever truly be fucked. “Urgh…!” Just a slight movement sent a heavy wave of pain rolling through his entire body. Though it was virtual reality, the pain wasn’t identical to the real thing, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt at all. In fact, it felt more like having a wound poked and prodded under half-assed anesthesia, deeply unpleasant and unnerving. But just lying there, waiting to die, wasn’t an option either. Gritting his teeth, Dojin looked around to see if any other players had survived the deadly beam bombar
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