Novel Full Chapter 163: The Pain of Death, What Happened?
Chapter 163: Chapter 163: The Pain of Death, What Happened?
Aiden reacted quickly. He instinctively tried to run away.
He took a few steps back, but before he could look at the gray-white smoke, he noticed another figure exactly like himself where he had just been.
“No, that’s me!” Aiden suddenly looked down at his body.
When had his body turned gray and white?
“It’s my soul. This is my soul. My real body is still where I was,” he realized.
In just a few seconds, Aiden understood what was happening.
Then, the gray-white smoke flew straight into his “body.”
Aiden suddenly felt darkness around him, and he lost consciousness.
…
Aiden slowly opened his eyes. Everything was dark. No light at all. He couldn’t see anything.
He was leaning against a wall. Both sides were also walls.
It was narrow, wet, and dark.
The air smelled terrible, almost making him feel like he couldn’t breathe.
He instinctively reached out his hand. Before he could stretch his arm, he touched something cold and hard.
Another wall?
Cold, very rough.
Aiden stopped moving right away. He pulled his arm back and carefully touched his left hand with his right.
“Am I a kid now?” Aiden suddenly widened his eyes.
From the size of his hand, he was now a child, maybe seven or eight years old.
“The gray-white smoke came from that crushed little girl. Did I become her?”
“No, I’m probably feeling the pain of her death.”
Aiden quickly checked his clothes.
Sure enough, he was wearing a dress.
“So does that mean I’m going to be…?”
Just as he thought that, a loud click came from ahead.
Aiden immediately stretched out his arm again and touched the wall in front of him.
The wall was slowly moving toward him. It moved just a few centimeters and then stopped.
Aiden stayed calm and tried to use his skills. But nothing worked. His strength was as weak as a little girl’s.
Then he quickly felt around the area. Nothing. Not even a big crack.
Click…
The sound of the wall moving again was like the reaper’s sickle high above.
Aiden took a deep breath. There was no way out. A seven or eight-year-old girl couldn’t escape.
Click…
The rough and hard wall moved again. This time, Aiden couldn’t lift his arm.
He suddenly remembered the little girl’s body. He remembered clearly—her fingers had lost a lot of flesh, and white bones showed through.
Aiden spread his fingers and dug them hard into the rough wall.
He couldn’t imagine how much a little girl, only seven or eight years old, would want to live in this situation. She kept scratching the super hard wall with her fingers.
Crack, crack…
The wall had moved up to his chest. Aiden couldn’t turn his body. He took a deep breath and didn’t hesitate. He kept scratching the wall with his fingers.
His nails were quickly worn down. The soft skin on his fingertips couldn’t stand up against the rough wall.
Just a few times, his hands were bleeding. Blood slowly came out, making the wall a little smoother.
Crack, crack…
The wall kept moving forward, making Aiden unable to breathe. He could faintly hear the sound of his ribs breaking. His arms and legs couldn’t move at all.
Especially his head, it hurt like it was going to split open.
Crack.
His chest bones broke and pierced his lungs.
Every breath Aiden took was full of pain. Blood started to come out of his mouth, like foam.
Crack!
Crack, crack!
Crack, crack, crack!
Pain. Endless pain. Aiden felt every bit of it. He knew exactly how he was being squashed into something like a cardboard cutout.
There was no way to stop it. Only pain and hopelessness.
A little girl, only seven or eight years old, died this way…
Aiden felt his life slowly slipping away. He was already suffering terribly, but he still couldn’t imagine how hopeless that girl must have felt.
“This is what Arthur couldn’t handle,” Aiden said again. He closed his eyes once more and fell into darkness.
When he opened his eyes again, the scene around him had changed once more.
This time, he was a little boy tied to a surgery table, with his eyes covered.
A cold, sharp pain slowly entered his stomach.
“Is it a knife?” Aiden could only guess.
The strong pain kept moving, going up and down…
Aiden felt himself becoming empty.
Then, a big hand took the cover off his eyes. He saw his own organs lying next to him.
Under bright lights, a blurry figure held his organs and shouted excitedly:
“Relax, you won’t die so fast. Even without your organs, I can keep you alive for days.”
“Hahaha, how does it feel? The feeling of being taken away? You’ll never forget it.”
“Even death won’t make you forget, will it?”
The man sniffed the blood in the air, then licked the blood on the organs with his tongue and said, clearly enjoying it:
“It’s… the taste of despair!”
“So delicious, I can’t get enough!”
“Your soul is full of pain and despair. Ah, I can’t wait anymore.”
“Too bad, I still have to wait. This much pain and despair isn’t enough to take your soul.”
Aiden tried to see the man’s face, but no matter how hard he looked, he only saw a blurry shape.
One day, two days, three days… Aiden could no longer remember how many days he had lived.
Death had become the only escape.
The familiar darkness came again.
Aiden hadn’t even escaped the shadow of his last death when he opened his eyes. Right away, he saw a knife with a cold shine moving toward his eyes.
Pshhh.
Blood and pain came at the same time.
In just one or two breaths, Aiden’s two eyes were pulled out of his head.
Then came the nose, the mouth, the ears…
This time, he saw nothing.
He could only feel the blood on his body and the endless pain.
…
Outside the white wooden door, Arthur looked serious. He walked back and forth and asked Luke:
“It’s been almost ten minutes. Aiden’s body is still normal. His soul is also at a normal level. That’s not normal, is it?”
Luke took a deep breath. Arthur’s full name was Arthur. He was a special person in the Reclasser Association.
His background was mysterious. Before Atlas became the Guildmaster of the Reclasser Association, Arthur was already in charge of watching over this place. He made sure the “vengeful corpses” inside wouldn’t hurt anyone.
The vengeful corpses were the bodies of children. They were tortured to death by high-level Reclassers in evil rituals, in cruel ways that were hard to imagine.
Because their deaths were so painful and hopeless, even after their souls were taken, their bodies still held strong hatred.
Normally, a regular Reclasser would lose their spirit just by touching the hatred of a vengeful corpse.
Luke remembered the first time he saw a vengeful corpse. He only felt the pain of two bodies, and almost lost his mind.
He lasted less than five minutes.
“Maybe we should step in. Aiden has already lasted ten minutes. That’s more than I expected.”
“I just wanted him to feel a little bit of the vengeful corpse at first,” Luke said.
Arthur held his cane tightly, looking uncertain. “If I step in, I can’t promise there won’t be bad results.”
“From what I’ve seen, Aiden’s soul is still strong. He should be able to keep going for a few more minutes.”
“The longer he lasts, the closer he gets to breaking. Then, when he rebuilds, his soul strength will grow. It’s good for his future power.”
Arthur still didn’t act. He waited a little longer.
Ten minutes passed.
Arthur checked again. Aiden still seemed fine. He looked like he could go on.
Another ten minutes passed.
It had been thirty minutes since Aiden went into the white wooden door.
Arthur kept pulling at his thinning hair, looking worried.
“Thirty minutes. James only lasted fifteen,” he said.
“Did my injury get worse? Is that why my senses are off?”
“No, Aiden’s body hasn’t moved. His soul is still normal. He hasn’t broken.”
Arthur had lived a long time. This was the first time he saw someone last thirty minutes in this place. Even more shocking, Aiden still hadn’t broken.
He was starting to doubt himself.
At this point, Arthur really wanted to step in and take Aiden out. If he waited any longer, he might not be able to help.
“No, I need to call James. Oh, and Eira too. She can control the Golden Dragon of National Destiny. She might be able to help,” Arthur said without hesitation. He pulled out a special communicator.
This device could reach James and Eira directly. He hadn’t used it much before.
One minute later, James and Eira appeared in front of Arthur.
“Arthur,” James and Eira said, bowing respectfully.
Empress Eira asked, “What’s going on?”