2330-prologue
A flash of light.
Encrid couldn’t understand what was happening.
He just felt a pain like a heated skewer piercing his throat.
He realized that his leather-reinforced armor was useless.
He lost consciousness as he spilled the red, hot liquid running through his body.
Then he opened his eyes again.
It was the start of a new day.
It wasn’t a dream.
He had experienced this countless times.
He didn’t know why this was happening.
It just did.
Thud-thud.
The sound announcing morning.
The night watchman bangs a pot with a ladle.
The same morning for the third time.
Encrid finally realized it.
“Again?”
Whenever he died, the same day repeated.