butcherpuppy

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  Reaching the familiar dormitory room door I reach into the inner chest pocket of my uniform and grab the key I pocketed before heading to the cssroom, *skrt* *skree* *click*. The door finally unlocks itself after I fumbled with the key, closing the door behind me after stepping into the room I quickly slide the bolt on the door across.

  Undressing from the uncomfortable uniform and throwing it onto the bed I firstly head to the bathroom and grab on of the towels and dampen it in the sink, lightly grabbing the towel and wringing the excess water from the fabric. Heading back towards the front of my dorm room I slowly begin to wipe up the slowly crusting bckened blood from my earlier episode.

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  Sitting on my bed after finally cleaning the blood stains from the now stained carpetted floor I y back and let the slowly built up stress fade from my aching body. My body is a serious problem, not only am I in constant subtle pain but my stamina seems to fade from simply standing for a little too long. Sitting back up on the edge of the bed I gnce down at the clearly emaciated and abused body and ponder what type of situation do you even need to be in to be at this level of neglect.

  Not only that but also the almost inhuman reaction I recieve from any type of pain, the pain that any other normal person would have crumbled under seems to bring out pleasure that bnks my very consciousness. I hold my hand out and extend the index finger before bringing it down onto the top of my bandaged thigh, bringing the finger down to touch it elicits a small shiver to travel down my spine as the top of my scalp starts to tingle. With every slight increase of pleasure the tingles increase in vigor until finally. "ahh..knght..mmphhh?".

  Coming down from the high of pleasure I just experienced the regret and anguish comes forward, unforgivingly bashing my mind as shame overwhelms me. My cheeks blush as my mouth slightly hangs open, a trail of drool leaking down to connect to the bedsheets between my legs to my slightly cracked lips. I attempt to stand from the bed but my legs tremble when I try to put weight onto them, forcing me to sit down once again and wait for some form of strength to return to me.

  ~ 5 minutes ter ~

  Now sitting at the desk with the ptop open I try my hardest to think about any type of password, trying simple codes like 1234, password, thepassword, seems to waste my time. Resting my face in my crossed arms ying on the desk I close my eyes to fight the frustration starting to build up. A low whisper resembling my own voice seems to appear in my mind, "Try anna ~".

  Before I can realise I am already typing at the ptop, the word 'anna' scribbles along the password box and I hit enter. Yet before I can even see what appears past the lock screen.The familiar ringing sound deafens me as unkown memories invade my thoughts.

  Geographical knowledge of the different continents and countries, knowledge of companies and important figures, knowledge of the current hierarchy and social structures. Everything that I have been missing since waking up in this unfamiliar world hits me all at once.

  With my eyes tightly closed I cover my ears as the ringing sound slowly dies down.

  Now that the ringing has stopped I open my eyes and notice the previously sitting ptop.. is... gone? Looking frantically around the room I cannot locate the ptop and am left puzzled as to what really just happened. Thinking about the memories that pounded my mind just moments before I am left puzzled, the earth that I knew is not this pce.

  The shape and size of the different ndmasses resemble something closer to early earths pangea, from what I understand there are five continents with the continent I currently reside within being called Legaria.

  Within Legaria there exists a mostly dominant empire, The Bckstone Empire, and within said empire there are three different kingdoms. The neighbouring kingdoms of Ashelia and Rotarna hug the kingdom Nubania, Nubania is the frontlining kingdom of the empires current war with a different number of sovereign states under the banner of Caleston.

  This world is extremely technologically advanced compared to the Earth that I am familiar with, ranging from full dive vr tech all the way to fully automated surgery using machines. The main difference being modern guns becoming effective due to the militaries advancements in some kind of energy forcefield skinsuits? So to counteract this advancement the world has shifted back to medieval weapons that can be imbued with the same energy to affect the armor.

  Then there is the obvious css system, Lords, Knights, Barons, Counts, Marquess, Dukes, Kings, Emperors. The whole nine yards, thinking back to what the teacher touched upon back in the cssroom it seems this academy has a kind of elitist only entrance.

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  After consolidating all of the scattered information that now resides inside of my own memory I fall onto the bed, wincing as a sharp object pokes into my back I twist my body and grab the unfriendly visitor.

  The neckband.

  Slowly wrapping my hands around the smooth bck neckband I notice that it is extremely cold to the touch, the weird power button slightly protrudes from one side of the band and I run my fingers over it.

  What even was that? When I csped it around my neck I seemed to have appeared in some unkown foresty area and was then chased by a weirdly big green freak?

  They say that curiosity kills you but its still worth to die for, and now I fully understand that phrase.

  My fingers slightly quiver as I begin to csp the neckband around my slender neck, the snug feeling seems to bring comfort towards me as I slide an index finger around the neckband and rest it on the power button.

  Slowly pressing my index finger inwards I hear a slight click.... "Did it work? huh maybe it bro-"

  *thwoom* *buzzing*

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  'Welcome to Glory Online'

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