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Dave
clenched
his
fist
and
was
about
to
turn
around.
However,
the
moment
he
moved,
he
found
himself
floating
in
darkness
again.
"So
all
of
this
was
a
simple
illusion
before
death?
Although
it
was
so
fucking
real!
I
knew
I
wasn't
so
lucky.
Why
would
that
person
be
me
even
if
someone
was
called
to
another
world?
I
am
a
loser
who
does
nothing
all
day!
The
things
I
am
good
at
are
all
useless!"
Shouted
Dave
angrily,
but
in
a
few
seconds,
he
found
himself
in
a
familiar
area.
He
was
on
the
same
bridge
where
he
fell
off;
however,
the
place
this
time
was
blurry
and
much
darker.
As
Dave
looked
around,
he
noticed
that
although
everything
was
darker,
the
sun
was
glowing
red
and
also
some
sort
of
purple
mist
was
covering
everything
around
him.
He
could
barely
see
for
a
dozen
meters
around
him.
As
he
looked
at
himself,
he
was
wearing
the
clothes
he
was
wearing
before
he
fell
down.
"What
the
hell
is
going
on?!
Is
this
hell
where
I
will
continuously
reexperience
my
death
or
what?!"
Shouted
Dave
as
he
furiously
looked
around
once
again.
Behind
him,
a
figure
walked
through
the
mist,
and
as
Dave
turned
around,
he
realised
that
the
newcomer
was
no
other
than
himself.
The
person
looked
exactly
like
him,
but
the
only
difference
he
noticed
was
that
the
person
had
purple
eyes.
"Wait,
what?!
I
should
have
yellowish-green
eyes,
as
far
as
I
know!"
Thought
Dave
to
himself
as
he
was
watching
himself
walk
past
him.
Dave
noticed
that
the
further
his
copy
got
from
him,
the
slower
time
seemed
to
go
by.
Dave
stopped
by
the
fence
of
the
bridge
and
looked
around
just
as
Dave
did.
Since
it
was
much
slower
than
it
should
be,
Dave
decided
to
walk
next
to
himself
and
put
his
hand
on
his
shoulders.
Much
to
his
surprise,
he
was
able
to
grab
and
feel
his
other
self;
however,
no
reaction
came
from
the
copy.
Soon
a
figure
walked
from
the
same
direction
Dave's
purple-eyed
self
came
from.
The
person
had
the
characteristics
of
a
human
being.
However,
they
were
fully
black,
wore
no
cloth
and
seemed
to
consist
of
some
sort
of
cloudy
matter.
The
being
extended
their
left
hand,
and
the
fence
next
to
the
purple-eyed
Dave
cracked
and
bent
outwards.
Then
came
a
sudden
burst
of
wind.
The
wind
had
absolutely
no
effect
on
Dave;
however,
the
version
of
him
in
this
world
was
influenced
by
it
and
was
first
pushed
to
the
bent
fence;
then,
he
was
lifted
up
and
pushed
away
from
the
bridge.
Dave
witnessed
all
of
it
in
slow
motion
and,
in
a
fury,
rushed
to
the
being
who
had
their
hand
extended
still.
Dave
punched
the
being;
however,
his
hand
phased
through
the
body
of
the
being.
"WHAT
THE
FUCK?!
I
am
clearly
going
insane!
I
don't
care
anymore!"
Dave
punched
the
being
once
again,
but
this
attempt
yielded
the
same
results,
so
he
took
a
deep
breath
in
and
walked
to
the
opposite
side
of
the
bridge.
Once
he
was
there,
he
gave
a
deep
sigh
once
again
and
started
running
forward.
Dave
jumped
across
the
cloudy
being,
over
the
fence
and
into
the
cloud
under
the
bridge.
The
moment
he
jumped,
he
closed
his
eyes
and
shouted.
"Geronimo!"
Dave
was
prepared
to
be
either
hit
by
a
slowed
car
or
land
without
accidents
and
to
either
die
or
just
feel
immense
pain
and
be
injured;
however,
the
moment
he
landed,
he
felt
no
pain
at
all.
He
opened
his
eyes,
and
he
landed
on
the
top
of
a
very
slowly
moving
car.
He
quickly
jumped
off
and
looked
around.
He
noticed
the
falling
version
of
him
and
the
car
that
was
going
to
hit
him.
Although
the
purple
version
of
Dave
was
still
far
from
being
him,
the
real
Dave
rushed
over
to
him.
Dave
jumped
up
and
tried
to
push
the
slowly
falling
Dave;
however,
he
couldn't
even
move
him.
"What
have
I
sinned
to
be
forced
to
rewatch
my
death
in
slow
motion?!
WHY
CAN'T
I
JUST
DIE
AND
DISAPPEAR
WITHOUT
PHYSICAL
AND
MENTAL
PAIN?!"
Screamed
Dave
at
the
top
of
his
lungs,
tears
filled
his
eyes,
but
he
jumped
back
up
again
and
again.
He
tried
his
very
best
to
push
his
other
self
and
avoid
the
inevitable.
He
jumped
up
many
times,
and
then
after
some
time,
the
purple-eyed
version
of
him
was
low
enough
for
him
to
read
without
jumping.
But
it
was
all
to
no
avail.
Thar
and
the
slowed
Dave
collided,
and
suddenly
everything's
speed
went
back
to
their
original.
Dave
was
stunned
for
a
second
and
fell;
an
incoming
car
phased
through
him.
Dave
stood
up,
rubbed
his
eyes
walked
over
to
the
side
of
the
road
where
his
purple-eyed
version
was
laying
covered
in
blood.
As
Dave
looked
at
the
bloody
corpse,
he
fell
to
his
knees
and
felt
dizzy
and
vomited.
"WHY?!"
Cried
Dave
while
his
tears
and
his
slaver
mixed
on
his
face.
Dave
cleaned
his
mouth,
pushed
himself
up
and
stumbled
over
to
the
corpse.
He
looked
down
at
the
pool
of
blood
and
at
the
body
and
then
was
about
to
walk
away;
however,
suddenly,
something
grabbed
his
hand.
He
quickly
looked
back
to
see
what
it
was.
His
hand
was
being
held
by
the
corps;
its
hand
was
painted
red,
and
its
skin
was
impaled
by
its
bone.
After
witnessing
this,
Dave
was
frozen
in
place;
he
wasn't
even
able
to
speak
or
shout.
He
just
stood
there
and
stared
at
the
corpse,
which
was
slowly
pushing
itself
up.
The
corps
sat
up
and
looked
at
Dave
and
spoke
up.
"We
need
to
talk...
Dave!"
As
the
corps
finished
talking,
the
surrounding
mist
completely
vanished,
and
the
sun's
colour
went
back
to
normal.
Every
car
in
the
arena
vanished,
and
also,
the
corps
stood
up.
"You
are
quite
a
unique
person,
Dave!"
Continued
the
corps,
but
its
voice
changed.
Previously
its
voice
was
identical
to
Dave's,
but
this
time
it
was
much
deeper.
The
corps
stood
up
and
looked
directly
into
the
shocked
Dave's
eye
and
let
go
of
his
hand.
After
letting
go,
Dave
looked
down
at
the
ground
and
then
back
at
the
head
of
the
formal
corpse,
and
every
injury
vanished
from
its
body.
"It
seems
you
don't
really
understand
what
is
going
on...
I
can
understand
to
be
honest...
Well,
I
think
I
should
start
from
the
beginning
and
slowly
build
things
up
for
you
to
understand,
Dave."
Said
the
purple-eyed
Dave
as
he
grabbed
the
shoulder
of
the
real
Dave
and
slightly
smiled.
However,
Dave
was
still
shocked
and
only
managed
to
take
a
step
back
as
he
stared
at
his
copy.
"My
real
name
is
Drozon-On
Norn
Inho.
I
know
for
you
it
sounds
quite
strange,
but
we
have
different
names
compared
to
your
world.
Just
call
me
Doni;
I
think
that
is
quite
easy
for
you
to
remember,
yes?"
Said
Doni,
and
he
snapped
his
fingers,
and
a
table
and
two
chairs
appeared
next
to
them
on
the
now
empty
road.
The
furniture
was
made
of
purple
mist
and
seemed
quite
durable
as
Doni
sat
down
and
didn't
collapse
beneath
him.
Doni
waved,
inviting
Dave
to
sit
down.
At
first,
he
hesitated
but
gave
in
and
sat
down.
"I
can
see
that
you
are
still
quite
reluctant.
Let's
ease
up
your
mood
a
bit.
Tell
me,
Dave,
where
do
you
think
you
are
now?"
Asked
Doni
as
he
leaned
back
on
his
chair
and
crossed
his
arms.
"This
might
be
some
sort
of
test.
He
is
probably
testing
me.
He
will
probably
decide
how
to
go
forward
after
my
reply.
Hah,
great...
is
it
some
sort
of
personalised
torture?!"
Thought
Dave,
and
he
started
smiling
and
slightly
sweating.
Then
he
spoke
up.
"Where?
Great
question.
I
would
say
we
are
in
my
mind
because
I
have
felt
no
pain
in
this
scenario!
Everything
felt
like
an
illusion,
except
for
you.
You,
on
the
other
hand,
feel
too
real."
"It
seems
the
lucky
one
is
quite
clever.
Great,
it
makes
my
job
much
easier.
Yes,
you
are
right,
partly;
everything
you
see
is
nothing
more
than
a
mere
mirage,
except,
of
course,
me.
I
am
you
as
you
are
me.
But
before
you
ask,
you
have
been
chosen
out
of
many
people.
Let's
just
say
you
will
have
another
shot
at
life,
well,
two
to
be
more
precise,
but
the
first
will
be
quite
different."
Replied
Doni
quickly
and
smiled.
Dave
closed
his
eyes
for
a
few
seconds
and
then
stared
into
Doni's
eyes.
And
asked
"What
do
you
mean,
have
another
two
shots
at
life?"
"Just
as
it
sounds.
But
first,
allow
me
to
congratulate
and
welcome
my
successor
and
the
lucky
winner,
a
new
demon
lord,
Dave
Dalin.
"
Said
Doni
with
a
wide
smile.
Dave,
on
the
other
hand,
was
shocked
and
stood
up.
"W-what
did
you
say?!"
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