Capítulo 3: Hell 1
My name is Li Min, and I have dedicated my entire life to sleep. Well, maybe not my entire, but at least the last 10 years of my life.
After my parents died, I guess I sort of fell into a slump--I changed, personality and all. I had their inheritance, as we were quite a wealthy family. And, so, I knew that I didn't have to work another day in my entire life. And I didn't want to either.
So I didn't.
My life isn't some goddamn comeback story. I loved my parents and I was smart--I was ready to take on the world. But, after a single car crash, my fragile heaven morphed into hell.
So I slept my days away. I tried to drink, but it just never helped me; it just brought the memories back. So sleeping became my everything. I knew I was just resorting to escapism, but I didn't care.
After all, in the end, isn't everything we do escapism?
However, none of this matters right now. No, rather, I would really like to know where the hell I am.
"Ugh... my back hurts."
My entire body feels slimy and my back is in severe pain. I can tell I'm not on my bed, and, what I presume to be the ground, is freezing and hard--unlike my carpeted bedroom floor.
"If I'm not dreaming, what the hell is going on?"
[Host! ＼（Ｔ∇Ｔ）／]
When I heard that voice, I was suddenly reminded of all of those things I seemed to have heard before I woke up.
"Did I die?"
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AboveTheHeavens This is only part one bc I'm sick and lost inspiration midway. Story of my life, really.
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