"Urgh, urgh...!"

Closed eyes. The pitch-black darkness before me suddenly turned vibrant with bursts of color.

It wasn’t a pleasant sight. It wasn’t that the world had truly changed; it was just that my mind had begun to falter, conjuring illusions.

I had just died.

A series of slashes severed my waist and wrist. Countless, continuous strikes diced my entire body.

An axe descending from the sky split my head, and a hammer smashed my torso.

A serpentine spear pierced my heart, and the scythe’s blade severed my neck.

The Authority of Observation predicted these results, but my body couldn’t …