XII.V Inverse Proportionality

I grunted in pain for every second that I continued to fall down the stone stairwell. I knew that my sanity couldn't take much more pain than this, but I had to keep going unless I wanted to die like a piece of KFC chicken on a Sunday afternoon. Besides, I still had enough spite left in me to help me chug along through this fucking pain.

Thank God I actually managed to convert from using despair as an energy source to spite during my last few years of existence in the old world.

"Nggghhh..."

I felt my teeth clatter as my bones vibrated with each collision that my body made with the cold, hard stone. It sucked, but every stair step that rocked me and borderline gave me a concussion, the closer I got to retrieving my katana. And possibly, another shot at trying to save my overextending ass from certain death.

"I think I can see now why Sister chose you," the Prime commented from a ways above my body. "You're pretty driven for such a hopeless
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