C508 The Reversal of the World of the True Illustrated Gaming
He could not remember how many days and nights he had spent alone in front of the codes when he was thrown in.
Amidst the chaos in his memories and the constant lack of memories, he hated that person with all his heart. He hated that person who looked the same as his mother, but had an incredibly vicious heart.
He hated himself for not being able to see through people
