Chapter 111: Veritas (6)
Liam’s blood, his complexion, the way he couldn’t stand for a while with his sword in hand—all these things converged into a single thought. Owen pressed my flailing hand down into the saltwater, submerging it completely.
“Regrettably, yes. He self-harmed.”
“What, what did you say?!”
My shrill scream echoed. I heard someone cough somewhere, but I didn’t care.
Self-harm? Liam Moore did?
“He branded his soul. He did it himself. Even Greenwich had never seen such a case before. It seems he reversed his power, driving himself to the brink of death. It’s not something one would do in their right mind unless faced with extreme danger.”
The additional explanation that it was unbearable, almost inconceivable pain, only added to my confusion.
What happened after I died?
I simply returned. All I could see was the white text loading. I came back without any pain. But then, a question arose.