"Why… Why did something else other than further expansion and protection security come to mind when thinking of 'goals'...?" Necro clutched his forehead, his pupils flickering out of focus. "Wh-What is…!?"
His consciousness suddenly blurred. It was only for but an instant, but in that instant, Necro saw something.
A… Mountain…
And a…
"Yimin wuvs Master thiiiis much—!"
Dragon girl…?
"Ugh!"
A splitting headache unlike anything he'd ever felt before assaulted Necro from all sides. He keeled over, coughing up blood. His complexion paled considerably, with his autonomous system slowly shutting down.
Death would definitely feel a million times better than what he was experiencing right now.
*Thud!*
Necro's knees smacked into the ground. He could no longer maintain his balance, and if it continued like this, he'd soon become mentally paralyzed.
