Chapter 15(Well.... shit)

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"Alright Turi, lead the wa-"

Suddenly I feel an odd presence tingling around.... Wait is this?

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I kick open the door with my shoes causing the door to delete itself out of existence into nothingness. I look around the room to see an entity tucked in its blanket while writhing in agony, oh dear... Oh dear oh dearie me!!!

"Sir Author!! What happenned!" Neo.

"Neo, sometimes life sucks you know? Whenever we think positive others turn negative and same goes the other way around, Whenever we try our best we usually don't succeed, and when everything else fails.... Life just looks down and spits at us in the face and say "Go fuck yourself" while kicking at us repeatedly while we curl into ball saddened by our very own existence" Mettalord.

"You could not have describe life better however...... What is going on!?" Neo.

"Well Neo.... It seems I manage to know why I have been smelling Shit everywhere I go and apparently it was not Phantosmia goddamn it!" Mettalord.

"W-what do you mean Sir Author!?" Neo.

"Calm down, The reason I have been smelling Shit everywhere I go wasn't because of Phantosmia" Mettalord.

"What do you mean?" Neo.

It then grabs both of my avatar's shoulder with its chains and pull itself to get up.

"I have COVID-19" Mettalord.

"It can't be!" Neo.

"But no matter! Since you're here you can just get rid of it for me, right?" Mettalord.

The room became silent and we both stopped talking for half a minute.

"Y-you can get rid of it right?" Mettalord.

"N.........no" Neo.

"Shit...." Mettalord.

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Hello this is metta here. What you guys read just then is the truth..... Apparently [I had acquired COVID-19]. Sometimes... Life is sucks.

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