On the Edge of Pure

His headache was like his skull was splitting, as if thousands of needles were piercing his nerves at the same time. His body felt like it was cracking and collapsing inch by inch. He took a deep breath, forcing down the pain, not uttering a single sound, even though he was drenched in sweat and his fingernails were digging into his flesh.,In the palm that had been released, there was only blood.,Some people are lying in the gaming chairs of internet cafes wearing virtual helmets, some are stealing moments at the sales desk to put on virtual helmets, some are excitedly putting on the virtual helmets they won in a draw after school, and some busy office workers are reluctantly putting on virtual helmets under the urging of salespeople. Even patients receiving intravenous infusions in the hospital unwittingly put on virtual helmets, and even workers at scrapyards are bewilderedly adjusting the virtual helmets sent by their college-aged sons.。