Chapter 705: Don’t Cry...
Zeke had not even had the time to truly heave a sigh of relief yet when an immense pain struck his head, rendering him dizzy and disoriented. He was not given a space to breathe, much less to fight back.
He sensed a wave of foreign force stabbing into his mind, again and again, tearing into his sensitive nerves like a vicious wolf. Compared to this suffocating anguish that coursed through his body and soul, his suffering these past few days in the kitten’s body seemed to be merely a tickle.
Alarm bells rang loudly in his head. Just what the hell was going on?! Fuck, don’t tell him... another bug?!
He struggled against the confines and tried to break through to the surface, yet the pressure closed in on him like an impenetrable fortress and he was helpless – utterly helpless against this sudden attack. He had not even recovered yet from the previous torment and this little chink in his armor became a huge advantage for the foreign force to break him apart from within.
Zeke had no idea how long he was boiled in this magma of agony. He only registered that... his consciousness was gradually being torn to shreds. He was quickly losing control of himself as countless precious memories floated out of his head. Flustered, Zeke desperately tried to grab onto them – he really tried! Yet in the end, he could only watch as they slipped away from him like a sandcastle blown away by a wave of fierce tsunami. In the end, he could hold onto nothing. Amidst the boundless expanse of nothingness, he sank deeper and deeper into the abyss...
After the excruciating torture ended, he practically became a blank white canvas. He forgot who he was, where he was, what he had been doing. And most severely, he even forgot that he had a promise to fulfill with a certain someone...
When he finally managed to scramble together the remnants of consciousness that were scattered like an incomplete puzzle, he woke up in an unknown world with a new set of memory and identity in his mind. An orphan, a child unwanted by others, a scarred villain – Ren Zexi.
His story started in that funeral hall, when a tall gorgeous man with pale complexion, blonde hair and silvery moonlit eyes crouched down in front of him and offered him a hand, telling him with a voice that resonates deep within his core, "Don’t be afraid."
From thereon, he finally learned the man’s name – the name that would be engraved into the deepest recess of his soul.
Lu Yizhou.
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Back to the present...