Sweat trickled down the side of my face.
My vision was blurry, the edges of the office bending and stretching out of shape.
I forced myself to take slow, steady breaths, trying to calm the shaking in my chest. But it was easier said than done. My hand clutched at my shirt, pressing against the spot where the blade had pierced me.
The pain still lingered in my mind.
"Haa... Haa..."
My breath continued to remain heavy as I leaned back against the chair.
I struggled to keep myself composed. The pain, along with the image of my own death, clung stubbornly to my mind, threatening to consume me at any moment.
'....I've looped back into the starting spot just like the information said.'
Thankfully, I had seen and experienced my fair share of things.
After a minute, I finally managed to steady myself, my gaze settling on the desk right where a certain lamp had appeared.
"I guess the system thought it through."
I closed my eyes and recalled everything that had happened.
