Chapter 1: The Living Dead
“End. Follow me.”
The Lord gives me a curt order and leads us out of a room that resembles a research laboratory. I follow him without a word.
My body moves well. My extremities move as I will them. I wonder how long it’s been since I was able to walk properly….
It felt strange to have a body that feels no pain. Somehow, it hasn’t really sunk in yet… as if I’m watching a dream unfold.
After leaving the room, the Lord stops walking, turns around and looks at me. His eyes, glint gold, look at me like it can see right through me.
“Hmph…looks like words do get through to you. You would be worthless if you couldn’t comprehend verbal commands.”
“…”
If I couldn’t comprehend… verbal commands?
I don’t really get what he means by that. But, I recall what happened right after I regained consciousness, my body seemed to prioritize the Lord’s order over my own will.