Origin of the Title (26)

Origin of the Title (26)

After the pain came a black prison.

Now, Chen Yu could neither hear nor see. The tendons in his hands and feet had been completely severed, leaving him able to do nothing but wriggle like a maggot.

Someone spoke beside his ear, while others carved words into his body. Spell runes amplified his senses a thousandfold, allowing him to experience the pain without end.

Though his body had already reached the limit of pain, the killing intent in his heart had never faded.

Because his five senses were sealed, the final scene before he went blind instead replayed in his mind hundreds and thousands of times, leaving the hatred in his heart impossible to quell.

Hate hate hate hate hate!

Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill!

His enemies seemed unwilling to let him die too soon. Instead, they continued torturing him, using all manner of cruel punishments on him, making him feel as though he were in hell every moment.

The prolonged torture seemed endless, but at some point, Chen Yu stopped feeling pain.

His body seemed to have become immune to pain, and those tormenting him lost the desire to continue. His ruined body was thrown somewhere and left to fend for itself.

After an unknown amount of time, his shattered body finally began to recover, and his injured eyes gradually improved.

Relying on his one remaining eye, Chen Yu began to observe his surroundings.

It was a narrow prison cell, littered with heaps of white bones. The walls were covered in scratch marks.

Who knew how many people had once been imprisoned here, gradually losing their minds during the long torment before going mad.

Supporting himself against the wall, Chen Yu realized that he was shockingly thin.

How could I be this thin?

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