'Fucking… Damn it.' Was all I could think upon realising I was partially stuck here. At least without anyone to guide me.
"Uugh…" Groaning as I made my way over to the Sect's Palace, I resigned myself to asking for assistance from them.
'Why am I so against the idea of asking them for help anyways?' I asked myself as I weaved through the morning crowd.
The smell of grilled meats wafted through the air, but I still had that Orc woman slowly digesting inside of me, so I felt no desire to eat right now.
Instead, I just continued to ponder over my apprehension to call for help.
'What is it exactly that makes me so vehemently against this? For how long have I been like this? When did this even start and why?'
… Nothing came to mind unfortunately.
'Well, if I can't figure out why, I hope I can at least figure out a way to counteract this feeling. Because it's really annoying.'
