Adam remained silent for a long moment.
Keira's explanation echoed in his head, each word sinking deeper and deeper into his mind like barbs that refused to be dislodged.
The Bloom Virus… Just thinking about it made his skin crawl.
'Honestly, what kind of fucked up virus is this?'
Adam thought to himself.
A three-stage death sentence disguised as life if self... Dormant in one moment, robbing you of your strength, your power...and then, before you even realize you are too late. Your body no longer belongs to you, as the bloom targets your very essence itself.
Even your soul is shackled by it.
Your mind is enslaved within, forcing you to look as it takes all that you once have before your eyes. Yeah, that was a scary thought, and it must be a horrible feeling, knowing that to this thing, you are nothing more than a puppet.
'Honestly, can you even call something like the Bloom a virus, though?'
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"Sigh! Let's not worry about that for now."
