Thanos died.

It had been less than a die sice Thanos died, and Nam-Gyu had been passing through, well, a lot. He had teamed alongside the crazy Shaman, her DUMB "disciples" and player 100. Just a bunch of phatetic worms who didn't know how to do shit, that's what Nam-Gyu thought. He had to be the spokesman of the group so they could do at least some shi! Nam-Gyu couldn't even be passive with them as he was.. at first.. With Thanos. At least he got control over them.

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After he got all the pills for himself, abd the cross necklace by the way, he started taking double to forget about everything or at least see it in a way where he could cope with after — well, losing all his team. He didn't care about those bastards, they were pathetic and annoying.. All of them, even Thanos himself. He didn't care. He couldn't care. He shouldn't care about Thanos and now, here he was; Having to deal with the games all alone.

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And what's worse? Nam-Gyu had started to hallucinate with Thanos "Ghost". It made him feel uneasy whenever he hesitate on insulting him — he felt weird whenever that.. Thing, was close. He couldn't insult someone? That means he was weak. Utterly weak. Thanos wasn't there, it was only an hallucination that he was perceiving as he long-dead "leader".. Perhaps a friend — no, he just used him for control and for the pills. Nothing more and nothing less.

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Normally, the hallucination would come and bother whenever Nam-Gyu was alone in the bathroom specially, Nam-Gyu guessed that it was because he died there, and Nam-Gyu had to see it over and over again every damn time he had to pee. Sometimes Thanos would appear and mock the Shaman or her disciples, and for some reason, Nam-Gyu found himself strangely reassured and comforted by that — too warm and amused. He liked Thanos precense, but he could only see him when he was high.

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Currently, Nam-Gyu was cleaning his face with water on the bathroom; Blood swelled off his face into the water. He was cleaning himself just because he knew that Thanos would be around. Not for anything else. His hair was unkept, he usually slicked it with his hands, but now after Thanos died, he simply didn't see it necessary anymore. If it wasn't for the looks that his team would stay with him, it will because he was a fearless killer.. Or at least he had shown when he killed Se-mi without hesitation. That annoying bitch wasn't better than him.

' This is idiotic.. '

Nam-Gyu mumbled as he shook his hands, the water dripping off his hands. He grabbed the necklace in his neck, holding the cross in his hands. The effects of the pills were starting to hit him like a truck, and the usually colorful bathroom of the squid games turned more dark and Omniscient. He couldn't help but look around, noticing the bright light that stood out in that dark place. Thanos looked so.. Bright, as a spirit that lighted up the obscure place.

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Nam-Gyu's eyes flickered for a moment, as if he had seen a ghost.. Which he practically did, no, more like an hallucination. But he simply didn't seem to try and act nicely right now: He was too nervous, too irritated to even do that after the last game.. And his last luck with pairing up with the Shaman. God, he despised that crazy woman.. But everyone she had cursed had died, so it would be fit to go along with someone such as her.

' You look dumb standing there. '

Nam-Gyu used criticism as his shield, narrowing his eyes as he went back at washing every hint of blood in both his hands and his face. Perhaps he was just doing this to NOT go back to the main room where everyone was already in their bunk beds, head over heels to finally sleep and have a rest from this sacred nightmare that keep getting longer and longer.

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That Gi-Hun made everything more difficult for Nam-Gyu later, and the Shaman had been.. Uh, busy with her meditation. Or something, Nam-Gyu didn't care about it anyways — He didn't like that fucking bitch. Nam-Gyu's robes were stained in blood, and the only thing he did was hold to the cross necklace in his neck.