《Will of Purgatory》 Prologue: The End of Hell?
This is a world where strong rule the weak. The weak loses and the strong takes all, truly the survival of the fittest. I have neverhated those who betrayed me or those who commit crimes, because if they have the power to do so, why shouldn¡¯t they? If my enemies defeat me, why should I blame them? Wouldn¡¯t I do the same? The only thing I should blame would be my incompetence, my weaknesses. I have always only pointed my hatred and fury at myself, thinking why will I die? Why will I perish? I want to live, to strive, to do whatever I want, but that needs power, omnipotent power, power that will never be rivalled. No weaknesses or faults, in other words¡­ A Perfect Being. However, life was not fair. Life does not give everyone a fair start in life. For example, when I was born. My mother died the very next day, as she had a weak body. I don¡¯t even know how she looked like, or her name. But my father blamed me for it. He said if I wasn¡¯t born she would still be here. He fell to drugs and alcohol, he gave me crumbs as food every day. He used me as a punching bag to relieve his stress and anger. He was furious at how unfair his life was, at why he was left without her.Support the author by searching for the original publication of this novel. At some point, he forgot her. Using the last of the savings on prostitutes and drug abuse. I was chained at home for months, for years, barely alive. It wasn¡¯t a life, it was a nightmare. At some point I developed a disease. A very bad one at that. I was suffering every day, in this hell. Praying that one day I can be embraced by the sweet relief of death. So I can leave this world, as I already have no hope in it. That was until one day, I woke up to find myself unchained and my father lying in the living room dead cold. He must have died in his sleep, but I didn¡¯t care about that. What I cared about was that he is gone, that I¡¯m free from this life. I went into the empty kitchen and found a knife... And with that, my life ended. (A/N note: The chapters will get much longer so this isn''t actual chapter length.) It would be appreciated if the reader could point out any grammatical or spelling mistakes or other errors and inconsistencies. Feel free to message me if you do not understand a word or part of the plot, as I am open to questions (no spoilers). Chapter 1: Not yet ¡°Not yet.¡± A voice resounded in my consciousness, as I struggle to open my eyes. I found myself in a white space, which seemed to stretch infinitely. ¡°You will not die. Not yet.¡± ¡°¡­Who are you?¡± ¡°I am the will of purgatory, between heaven and hell. Where everything and nothing exists. I am the administrator of the universe, the ruler of life and death. And so I ask you what do you want?.¡± ¡°What do I want? I want power. Unlimited power. Omnipotent power, so I can live as I want. So no one would dare to harm me in any way. So no one would dare to oppose me.¡±A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation. ¡°Hmmm? So that is what you would wish for? Well Unfortunately, that is impossible, at least for your current state.¡± ¡°However, I can do something for you. I will give you a new body, in a new world. That body will have no limits, so its up to you what you do with it.¡± ¡°But it comes with a price. That price is your happiness, your emotions and your humanity.¡± ¡°My emotions¡­. Will I have still have a will?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°Of course I accept.¡± ¡°No hesitation? No Thinking?¡± ¡°What is there to hesitate about? I can have infinite potential, I can reach greater heights than anyone. For what, for emotions that are nothing more than a burden and a weakness?¡± Chapter 2: Another Chance As I open my eyes from the infinite space, I find myself in an unfamiliar room ¡°So this is a new world huh¡­..¡± As I sit up straight from my lying position on the bed, I feel very unfamiliar with my senses. ¡°This must be my new body¡± ¡°Hmm¡­.¡± ¡°¡­!¡± [Status] Name: Osborne Age: 17 Gender: Male Bloodline Chaos Eater Title -Origin of ChaosIf you stumble upon this tale on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. -Will of Purgatory -The Unlimited Level 1 (0.00% progress) Attributes -Strength: 10 -Agility: 12 -Intelligence: 17 -Stamina: 12/12 (regen: 0.0005/s) -Magic Power: 37/37 (regen: 0.125/s) -Charm: 18 Attribute Points: 0 A blue transparent window pops up in front of me, filled with numbers and information. ¡°Is this the properties and aspects of my existence in numbers? Is this normal for this world?¡± ¡°Bloodline is Chaos Eater? What does that even mean¡­.Too little information¡­.¡±I start mumbling to myself as I look around this unfamiliar building. This looks like an old cottage¡­ doesn¡¯t even have a window. I open the door to find grass plains as far I can see. What the hell? Doesn¡¯t exactly look like a place a transmigrator(1) would end up in¡­ I circle the cottage and find a forest with towering trees that are at least 4 meters tall so this cottage is between a dense forest and grass plains? Enough observation, first order of business would be to secure a food and water supply as shelter is already given. I return to the cottage and on further inspection of all the tiny rooms I find a kitchen, bedroom(that I woke up in) and a storage for medieval like weapons and axes? Hmmm, I reach out for one of the swords hooked on the wall, and its surprisingly light? Isn¡¯t it made out of Iron. -15 minutes Later- After evaluating all weapons at my disposal, I settle with a normal orthodox sword and a dusty scabbard that seems to be a perfect fit. Now, time to hunt for food before dark¡­.. (1) Transmigrator: A being that has transmigrated to a new vessel. Chapter 3: Dungeon? Or at least that was the plan¡­ Until my whole body froze¡­.in the middle of the hallway¡­. Froze because of¡­ Pain. Pain so severe and horrid, I collapsed on the ground convulsing out of control -Place: Unknown, Time: Unknown- ¡°Is this it?¡± A lone man covered in a complete shining armour in the middle of a battlefield seemingly talking to himself in a static voice. ¡°Is that all you are capable of?¡± The man then starts laughing hysterically as if he came across a funny joke. ¡°Hahaha, you fragile beings¡­¡­you dare go against me?......you dared to betray me?......your saviour, your lord? Well, well, well..¡± ¡°Look who has the final laugh in the end......¡± After standing there for what seemed like hours, the man fall to both knees looking at the blood red sun in the sky. ¡°Now then¡­¡­Lets Continue this path of pure destruction, now shall we?¡± The man asks, only getting silence for a response followed by everything turning white and a huge bang- -Place: Cottage of Beginning, Time: 19;24- I immediately open my eyes, only to find my vision sideways on the cold wooden floor, the only noise being my erratic breathing and the creaking of the wooden door of the cottage. ¡°..Huh?¡± The pain is gone¡­¡­as if it were a dream. I immediately think towards my stats trying to get a grasp on what is happening. [Status] Name: Osborne Age: 17 Gender: Male Bloodline Chaos Eater Title -Origin of Chaos -Will of Purgatory -The Unlimited -Awakened Level 1 (0.00% progress) Attributes -Strength: 10 -Agility: 12 -Intelligence: 17Love this novel? Read it on Royal Road to ensure the author gets credit. -Stamina: 12/12 (regen: 0.0005/s) -Magic Power: 174/174 (regen: 0.25/s) -Charm: 18 Attribute Points: 0 (The Unlimited) Absolutism (A/N note: Absolutism here refers to ruthlessness, apathetic, emotionless and absolute) 0.00% (Modifier: 0.0) Magical power has increased by more than 4 times?! and absolutism¡­¡­modifier? What Is this¡­.Again too little information¡­. Pushing the numerous questions to the back of mind, I come back to reality only to find it night time¡­ ¡°Fantastic! And here I wanted to explore during daytime when my vision is clearer¡­and I¡¯m more aware of the surroundings¡± However, even after all that pain. I don¡¯t feel any fatigue at all¡­Too weird¡­ Hmmm¡­.however I should at least look for a water source, the longer I wait the thirstier I would get so the worst thing to do in this situation is postpone. After fixing my equipment, I immediately leave the cottage closing the door behind me. ¡°So silent¡± The wind carries my mutter as I hear nothing, nothing but silence. But my vision doesn¡¯t show that I¡¯m at night at all. I see everything as if it is day, did something happen to my body when I fainted in pain? -15 minutes Later- I decided to explore the forest hoping for a lake nearby, any signs of life as well as the topography of the region that the cottage is located in. After walking a distance I would estimate to be 300 metres long, I came across a rabbit hole? To make it simple, it was a hole in the ground going downwards, not exactly vertically but tilted enough so I can walk. I slowly start realising the importance of this night vision ability that has come into my possession, I need to note that I should hunt at night as most animals ability to see decreases or they sleep which can be beneficial with my night vision. Leaving that aside, I make my way downwards until the tilted pathway downwards stops and a new horizontal pathway (parallel to the forest floor) is ahead. Another 100 metres, I come across a fork in the road. Uneasy about which path to take or to simply go back the way I came, I stand still contemplating my next decision, or so I was until¡­. ¡°Grrraahh!!¡± A sound comes from the left pathway, and when I turned to look. What I found was a green humanoid being with the height of a toddler with an ugly smile (or at least that¡¯s what I assumed it was) wielding a primitive knife(1) clearly charging towards me. Without any chance to think, I immediately start running towards the right pathway as fast as I could. Without even looking back. This continued for 17 more minutes, at which I out of breath met a dead end in the path way. A dead end. ¡°No¡­.¡± My mind went blank¡­ Am I going to die here? On my first day? Before I could even TRY???!!! Wait¡­.don¡¯t panic¡­don¡¯t panic¡­ After steadying my breathing, I turn around to look at the monster that appears to have stopped and was looking at me. We both stood looking at each other, while I was observing the surroundings of this tunnel, looking for anything that could assist me in this situation. Deciding on my course of action, I immediately dash towards a nearby rock that has a sharp edge, looking to use it as a weapon. While the monster starts charging towards me clearly with killing intent. Given that I was lacking breath and concentration due to the chase, I tripped on a pebble landing about two feet away from the rock, the monster jumps on me and starts cutting my left arm. ¡°Fuck!!¡± I yelled as I grabbed the rock that I had to struggle to reach and starts bashing it into the monsters skull with the last of my strength. Looking at the monster that is just centimetres from my face, I do not hesitate to harm it for my survival. [Appraisal has been used] [Status of target] [Status] Name: Unknown Age: 13 Gender: Male Bloodline Goblin Title (none) Level 5 (62.8% progress) Attributes -Strength: 16 -Agility: 14 -Intelligence: 8 -Stamina: 4/23 (regen: 0.0345/s) -Magic Power: 6/6 (regen: 0.25/s) -Charm: 2 ¡°hah¡­hah¡­hah¡± I start breathing rapidly as my body gives out causing me to collapse in a sitting position supported by the wall. Fuck¡­ My left arm¡­.is¡­ Gone. It has been ripped off in the struggle, I even seemed to have forgotten the pain¡­.There is only one thing in my mind¡­. Death. The situation is very dire, I may be infected by a disease due to the wound, provided I don¡¯t die due to blood loss. Huh? [Levelled up] [Levelled up] [Levelled up] Blue screens keep popping everywhere in my vision, as my consciousness starts to fade¡­ Chapter 4: Inhumane Blue screens keep popping everywhere in my vision, as my consciousness starts to fade¡­ No! I can¡¯t faint now, not with where I am currently, I stare at my arm that is 4 feet away from me. How will I survive with one arm? How will I live to see tomorrow with my current state? Depressing questions and thoughts fill my head as I stare at my arm, wanting it to come back, needing it to come back¡­ I will have it back. A voice resounds within my consciousness as I stare at my arm, ordering it to come back to me. [Atomic Manipulation has been acquired] Another blue screen pops up, as I tell the atoms, MY atoms to come back, to structure themselves the way they were before. And I widen my eyes, as my arm slowly disintegrates to nothing in air, before reforming itself in the stump of the fallen arm. All in a matter of seconds¡­. Is my first thought, before I look back to my stats as this is no time to be admiring my own powers. [Status] Name: Osborne Age: 17 Gender: Male Bloodline Chaos Eater (effects unknown) Title -Origin of Chaos (effects unknown) -Will of Purgatory (effects unknown) -The Unlimited (allows attribute points) -Awakened (boosts stats per level depending on many varaibles) Level 4 (37.60% progress) Attributes -Strength: 19Find this and other great novels on the author''s preferred platform. Support original creators! -Agility: 27 -Intelligence: 23 -Stamina: 1/43 (regen: 0.0005/s) -Magic Power: 13/208 (regen: 0.25/s) -Charm: 40 Attribute Points: 50 (The Unlimited) Absolutism 0.00% (Modifier: 0.0) The titles now show effects¡­ I need to distribute the attribute points, atomic manipulation¡¯s cost for restoring an arm is 174 ¨C 13 = 161 , a small price to pay for a limb since magic power regens on its own¡­How does this absolutism work and how will intelligence affect me? There is however, a concern on my mind that I can¡¯t ignore, and that is¡­. Hunger. There is no way I will make it back to the cottage alive in this state, I need to eat, to keep myself operating even if it is on the boundary between life and death. There is only one thing I can eat now, and that would be the dead body of the goblin. There is no reason to hesitate, as devouring the corpse will aid my survival, will assist me in reaching the future, because in my eyes being able to breathe another day is a privilege, because being able to know you are going to wake up tomorrow is considered a blessing. That¡¯s why I¡¯ll eat it, I¡¯ll devour it, consume it. After crawling towards the corpse, I rip out a piece of flesh and stuff it into my mouth without hesitation, the only thought in my mind.. Disgusting. So incredibly disgusting, It tastes like rotten flesh mixed with blood, I¡¯m resisting the urge to throw everything up (A/N note: Vomiting) with sheer willpower. Finishing the piece, I reach out for another, wanting to finish this horrible nightmare as soon and quick as possible, as the faster you eat the food the less time you can properly taste it. I swear, to reach my goal, I will eat thousands or millions of goblins if that¡¯s what it takes, to continue, to thrive, to prosper. I WILL KILL EVERY ONE OF THOSE UGLY GREEN HUMANOIDS, NO MATTER THE COST!!! [Warning! Your Absolutism is rising!] I will use every asset at my disposal, no matter how sick and inhumane it may be for the sake of the future, of my future. [Warning! Your Absolutism is rising!] Ignoring the blue screens, I continue to devour every last bit of the goblin. -2 hours later- After suffering through that meal, I turn my attention to my stats. (A/N note: It has been redistributed by attribute points, and everything) [Status] Name: Osborne Age: 17 Gender: Male Bloodline Chaos Eater (effects unknown) Title -Origin of Chaos (effects unknown) -Will of Purgatory (effects unknown) -The Unlimited (allows attribute points) -Awakened (boosts stats per level depending on many varaibles) Level 4 (37.60% progress) Attributes -Strength: 30 -Agility: 40 -Intelligence: 33 -Stamina: 53/53 (regen: 0.0005/s) -Magic Power: 215/215 (regen: 0.25/s) -Charm: 40 Attribute Points: 0 (The Unlimited) Absolutism 2.13% (Modifier: 0.213) (A/N note: the modifier refers to exactly what degree of effect absolutism has on the user, this will be very important later on) (A/N note: Osborne is starting to lose any sense of moral or ethics he has left to absolutism, this will cause our protagonist to lose any sense of empathy or sympathy, as he may even kill millions and millions of innocent beings if he believes it can aid him to reach his goal, in his eyes, any being he encounters is a tool for him, a stepping stone that should willingly suffer through the worst of hell for his sake, because if they don¡¯t¡­..) ?This is later in the story Q&A – The Universe (Optional to reader) (A/N note: If you have any questions (that wouldn¡¯t be spoilers) about the universe this novel is in that isn¡¯t stated, then write them in the comment section, and I will respond to the best of my ability) What is Purgatory? In this novel, purgatory is the medium that is outside the universe, however, in history it is documented as forbidden territory, a place that inhabitants of the universe (including gods) can¡¯t exist in as they would be denied their existence completely, the only possible way is if you are a completely independent being, a being that does not require the universe to exist, to sustain itself, in other words becoming completely absolute (100% Absolutism), theoretically it is possible to reach this level, but practically said to be impossible due to its sheer difficulty. What is the motive for normal inhabitants of this world to level up? In the previous chapters, it is stated that because Osborne has the title Awakened he can gain stats from levelling up, while the title The Unlimited gives him attribute points which unlike Awakened, can be distributed by user¡¯s will. What about normal inhabitants that don¡¯t have the titles? They would also want to level up due to potential. Normal inhabitants train their bodies to increase their stats without help from any titles or other effects. However, a level 1 person can only reach a certain threshold of stats, after which he does not gain any more stats from any training until he levels up, so a level 2 person can reach a higher level of stats, but doesn¡¯t necessarily mean they have greater stats than a level 1 person, just they have a higher potential/limit/capacity to which their stats can grow.Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website. Is there going to be a harem? No. No. No. Why do you want to make such a dark isekai novel? Well, because I¡¯m fed up. The isekai genre most includes novels where the protagonist (mostly Japanese) is transported to another world, only to get a harem, insanely overpowered cheats without any difficulty or effort. And are in most cases, beta males surrounded by their edgy harem. I want to add a novel to the genre where it is a bit more realistic, Osborne has a sense of desperation. As any normal human on Earth would be extremely cautious and careful when transported to an unknown place filled with monsters, not have a carefree happy-go-lucky attitude that most isekai protagonists tend to have. Why it is dark novel? Well, this is my attempt to mix isekai/fantasy with the cold harsh reality that we live in. Is Osborne going to become overpowered? Spoiler. What magic will Osborne be able to use? That would be a spoiler, I¡¯m afraid we would just have to wait and see. What is the Potential that is spoken about in the question above? Potential is the unit to measure how far a person''s stats could grow, it is affected by many things such as race, gender, environment and most importantly the person''s level. Why did I use the "Potential" when creating the system? In order to ensure that, for example a level 1 human can''t reach the stats of a god no matter how hard they train, another example is that to make sure a level 1 baby dragon is always stronger than a level 1 baby human. I''m trying to remove any loopholes or inconsistencies in the system that converts someone''s strength into numbers. (A/N note: If you have any questions (that wouldn¡¯t be spoilers) about the universe this novel is in that isn¡¯t stated, then write them in the comment section, and I will respond to the best of my ability) Chapter 5: Fight for survival ¡°Haaah¡± A sigh escapes my lips as I once again turn my attention to my surrounding after confirming the distribution of attribute points. Despite being completely underground, I see here as well as I see objects under sunlight, this night vision ability saved my life and I couldn¡¯t be more thankful. (A/N note: shout out to night vision ability) Now with my body and stamina recovered, I slowly get up, pushing all the mental fatigue to the back of my mind. Picking up the primitive knife the goblin wielded, I walk back the passage, as I¡¯m not going to bet the deceased goblin was the only one that lived in this damn dungeon. Increasing my stride while conserving my stamina, I approach the fork in the road (where the passage divided into two paths), slowing down while maintaining a stance, and just when I was about to head to the original pathway (that leads out of the dungeon), I hear footsteps closing in from the original pathway. Shit! I leap back while making the least noise possible into the path I came from (the left path), trying to stay in the dark. ¡°Grrrr¡± Definitely a goblin, albeit a bit shorter than the deceased one, I observe it from a distance. Even though I am sure it is completely dark here, the sense of smell of this shitty goblin probably detected the goblin blood on my body due to the struggle and¡­.meal. As the goblin seems to have been alerted, I dash out as adrenaline flows in my body allowing me to move as quick as I can. A contest of speed. Whether my speed is faster, or the goblin¡¯s reaction speed. It seems my speed barely wins, as I land the first strike on the goblin¡¯s shoulder, while the goblin aims and claws into my abdomen with the other arm (that wasn¡¯t hit by the knife). Not planning to let go of the goblin¡¯s confusion, I raise my left leg and kick the goblin¡¯s torso with all my might, pushing it against the wall of tunnel.This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. Before the goblin could breathe, I close in on it and repeatedly stab its heart area while pinning it to the wall, staring into it¡¯s dark, dark green eyes that widened due to the pain, I smile. A blue screen pops up as I keep stabbing it, while it convulses in pain. [Appraisal has been used] [Status of target] [Status] Name: Unknown Age: 11 Gender: Female Bloodline Goblin Title (none) Level 3 (78.9% progress) Attributes -Strength: 12 -Agility: 15 -Intelligence: 7 -Stamina: 2/21 (regen: 0.0335/s) -Magic Power: 8/8 (regen: 0.27/s) -Charm: 3 A female goblin? In here? She must have been the mate of the previously deceased one, I reach this conclusion as I stare at the goblin on the ground in her own pool of dark greenish blood. [Levelled up] [Warning! Your Absolutism is rising!] ¡°Hahaha¡­.You¡¯ll be joining your lover in my stomach soon enough¡± I laugh as I drag the goblin out of the dungeon while maintaining full vigilance. -Place: Cottage of Beginning Time: 2:07- Making my way through the damp and dark forest back to the cottage, I throw the corpse into another unused room of the cottage, take of my bloody shirt and trousers, I concentrate on the 3 bloody scars on my abdomen (when the goblin clawed him). After healing, albeit a bit unethically (A/N note: manipulating own atoms instead of some divine holy healing spell) I collapse onto my bed, trying to get rid of all fatigue, stress and anger that has been pent up, as I¡¯m sure I¡¯ll need to be at my best tomorrow, and with a thirsty and dry mouth that has only drunk goblin blood, I fall into slumber. Current Status as Osborne falls asleep [Status] Name: Osborne Age: 17 Gender: Male Bloodline Chaos Eater (effects unknown) Title -Origin of Chaos (effects unknown) -Will of Purgatory (effects unknown) -The Unlimited (allows attribute points) -Awakened (boosts stats per level depending on many varaibles) Level 5 (62.50% progress) Attributes -Strength: 42 -Agility: 48 -Intelligence: 39 -Stamina: 33/54 (regen: 0.0012/s) -Magic Power: 192/215 (regen: 0.37/s) -Charm: 44 Attribute Points: 0 (The Unlimited) Absolutism 3.72% (Modifier: 0.372) (A/N note: Due to the goblin''s high birth rate and low life span, a mature adult goblin is 8 years old and above) (A/N note: Please vote in the poll whether the fight scene was satisfactory or needs improvement, thank you) Chapter 6: Lake of Illusion Waking up from the cold and hard bed, add on to that a grumbling stomach, I open his eyes and slowly recall last night. ¡°Water is the top priority today¡± I mumble as I swallow my saliva, clearly waking up from a dream involving fresh water. After dressing in the same bloody clothes (A/N note: Can they actually be called clothes anymore? More like rags at this point), I follows the same disgusting smell I have become accustomed to since yesterday, and like yesterday in that aspect, I start devouring the corpse of the female goblin as my breakfast. (A/N note: that¡¯s too pitiful). Just as I was munching on the horrible green flesh, I heard three knocks on the cottage front door. What?! It¡¯s impossible that anyone would knock on a door of a cottage in the middle of nowhere expecting someone to be inside this shabby excuse of a building. It means that the someone who knocked clearly knows I¡¯m here and is indicating it to me by doing such a thing. (A/N note: Osborne the smart) I stopped moving every cell in my body, concentrating on the being that caused that sound, I stayed like that for 2 minutes, dedicating my mind and soul on detecting every atom surrounding the cottage. [Atomic Detection has been acquired] Failing to find anything remotely to a presence in my immediate vicinity, I bring my attention to the skill I just acquired, it seems with enough effort at something I may receive a skill portraying my ability and talent in that certain something. Leaving the half-eaten corpse as is, I wield my primitive knife while slowly moving towards the door, controlling my breathing to the best of my ability. Just as I¡¯m under half a meter away from the door, I open the door suddenly, trying to catch whatever entity out there off guard, only to find literally nothing. It couldn¡¯t be a hallucination because I¡¯m dehydrated, could it? Shit! In any case, I need water and I need it fast. I close the door and immediately set out into the forest, crossing the tree trunks with ¡®X¡¯s to indicate my path as this time I¡¯m going to explore really deep into this uselessly dense forest. Heading North-East from the cottage I start realising the trees are getting less dense which could only mean one thing, picking up my pace (due to excitement) I rush through the trees until I¡¯m greeted with a lake, a beautiful lake that is reflecting the sunlight as I stare at it, half believing it is another of my hallucinations. -Place: Lake of Illusion Time: 15:03- Approaching the lake after confirming there is no signs of life near the lake, I get down to my knees, just as I was about to cup my hands and drink mouthfuls, I stare at my appearance that is reflected on the water. It was eerie. What is reflected of my appearance is white hair, so white it would put snow to shame, coupled with the most perfect and symmetrical face I¡¯ve seen (A/N note: you are too humble) almost looking like a manufactured doll with my expressionless face, if it was just this it wouldn¡¯t be as bad, but the worst thing was my eyes, their colour was white¡­Support the author by searching for the original publication of this novel. The cornea of my eyes was shining bright, bright white. (A/N note: The cornea is the iris and pupil) It was whiter and brighter than the whites in my eyes (A/N note the substance that surrounds the cornea was dimmer than the cornea itself) So this is how I look like now, huh? These bright eyes are probably the cause of my night vision, but If I¡¯m ever going to come in contact with civilisation, I have to do something about these¡­.bright eyes, no amount of genetical mutation could cause that. Clearing the depressing thoughts about my appearance, I cup my hands trying to hold as much water as possible and bring it to my mouth and drink¡­.the only thing in my mind is¡­. Sweet. The water is so sweet, I¡¯d call it unnatural, not that I¡¯m in any position to complain about water now that I finally found a source. Having drunk water for the first time in forever (A/N note: according to our protagonist), I lower my head and cup my hands thinking, I may drain the lake before I¡¯m satisfied, and that¡¯s when I saw it and I¡¯ll never forget it. My reflection of me in the still water changed, it blurred for a second, before taking the appearance of my¡­.. Father. Impossible. It isn¡¯t possible for my father to be here, there is no way he could be here on this new world. And that¡¯s when, my vision blurred before finally coming back to me, to a scene that would bring fear to my bones. -Place: Apartment of Despair Time: Unknown- Regaining my sight, I observe the surrounding trying to make out where I am, only to find a place I¡¯m¡­too familiar with. This place is my bedroom of our apartment¡­..or it was until my dear father turned it into a torture chamber, and I¡­.am current chained to the wall. This place is so soundproof, I can¡¯t scream for help, as I tried to for many years, but it is to no avail, the only thing awaiting me here is the abyss known as despair. I need to get out of here, I need to leave, I refuse to believe everything I¡¯ve been through was a dream I had, WHILE I WAS CHAINED TO THIS COLD, HARD WALL!!! I seem to be very weak, too weak, as if I hadn¡¯t levelled up or grown stronger at all, as if I was never in any new world, that could almost be described as a na?ve dream. Hearing noises from the other side of the door, I know that there is someone in the living room, who you may ask? I have a pretty good idea. I need to break these chains, to break free, to regain freedom. And just as I was struggling with the chains, he comes in¡­. ¡°Well, well, well, you are more energetic than usual, aren¡¯t you son? Normally you¡¯d give me an expressionless face that wouldn¡¯t change no matter the pain, coupled with my favourite lifeless eyes I enjoy seeing on you¡± My father opens the door to the scene of me struggling with the chains, wearing a sadistic smile. ¡°ughh¡± I moan lightly as I can¡¯t even speak due to the horrid state of my body. ¡°Wow, since you are so lively, I think we should bring the pain up a level, and here I thought I broke you completely¡± My father mumbles to himself, as he picks out which of his tools he should use on me today. After thinking for what seemed like a while, he chose a long whip that had sharp nails coming out of it¡¯s tail end. Shit! No! This wasn¡¯t supposed to happen, I was supposed to have another chance, to get stronger, I won¡¯t suffer anymore! Countless thoughts fill my head, as my father swings the whip, as the whip end approaches my body¡­I will resist till my last breath. The same voice resounds within me, as I gain a will to stop the whip from getting any closer, I need it to stop, I want it to stop, I order it to stop. And with that familiar voice, the whip stopped, my father stopped, everything stopped. Spreading my atomic detection in every direction possible, I realise that were my father and the whip are located, there are no atoms near them. Which could only mean one thing, this is a dream, it is a virtual reality, it is an¡­. Illusion. As soon as this thought comes to mind, the world slowly starts disintegrating into nothing but darkness, along with blue screens, I¡¯m all too relieved to see. [The Illusion has been broken! Eyes of The Truth has been acquired] [Through countless hardships and obstacles, you obtained the title Illusion Breaker] [Time Manipulation has been acquired] Opening my eyes, from the nightmare I find myself¡­ (A/N note: I hope you enjoyed the long chapter, as it was a rollercoaster of emotions along the way)