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What's with my neck?

What neck wound?

The man's right hand subconsciously went to his neck. At the same time, the system's voice spoke in his mind.

With his eyebrows almost meeting, he did touch something warm and wet near on the left part of his neck. It seemed to be a small wound though. Totally not worrisome. That was what he thought until the foreign entity in his brain told him contrary to that. What could be the problem with the cut though? It was so small and negligible... Was it more of a trouble than the cleanup to be done, or his worsening dizziness?

Speaking of dizziness, it was attacking him again, and now, he was suspecting he saw at least four hazy layers of a woman's figure. What the heck?

The face beneath the mask turned weird, until it devolved into bafflement, then anger.

It spoke so much bad news and frustrating stuff that he didn't know what to comment first. It sure learned customer service though, no? Offering something to do while w

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