*This series of chapters are written from Eli's perspective*
'It's dark…' The mont I opened my eyes, confusion and dread crept over .
My eyes darted to the ceiling which I did not recognize. As far as I rember, there is only the cold mossy ceiling I was allowed to look into.
No… to be exact, there's another kind of ceiling, it's one that looks simpler and is painted in light colors.
I pulled my body over and realized that the weight on my wrists and legs was long gone. Still, I could feel the pain all over my body. It is similar to the endless pain and suffering I used to suffer at particular tis of the day.
Moving my body around was still hard as I could feel every inch of my body heavy and throbbing in pain. My vision was still blurry and I could not really recognize the surroundings far from .
The only thing I could see would be those that are near , but beyond that, it would be too dark.
'Where am I?'
I looked down at the bed where I was and realized that it was not the stone-cold bed that I used to lie on.
Then beside , a little… child…
With blood-red hair and little chubby arms, sleeping peacefully right beside ?
"Who…" I muttered, it was the first word I was able to say with my lips that were parched and dry.
Tzzing!
Suddenly a piercing headache attacked and flashes of dreadful mories appeared.
Pain...
Blood...
Loneliness…
Emptiness…
And begging…
Those were the mories that flashed through my mind which I could not understand. These mories were fragnted and not even cohesive.
To add to my confusion why does it seem that there was a mix of mories that could be considered to belong to two different worlds?
The first one seed to be in the similar world that I am in right now, only that it was filled with darkness, blood, pain, and terror…
The second one seed to be in another dinsion, but strangely I felt familiar with the place. Unfortunately, the mories that I had there caused my heart to be in throbbing pain.
Clearly, it was just mories of being alone, yet why do I suffer as much as the first mories where it was all physical pain?
There was no explanation as to what and why I have these mories. Not even have a clue as to why I was suffering in both mories.
However, whether it was true or not, my body's reaction told the answers. These are my mories, no doubt.
'What wrong did I do to have to live like that?' I asked myself as my hands instinctively covered my body protectively.
"M-mommi?" Suddenly there was a small childish voice that called my attention.
The little child sleeping beside seed to have woken up. His crystal blue eyes looked at with surprise and confusion, however, for so reason my body felt apprehensive and it started to shake.
Only then did I rember, according to my mories, I am still in this world and I could still be subject to the sa pain in the mory I have?
"Aaaahh!"
I shouted in panic, trembling all over as I thought that the waking of the little child would bring another wave of torture.
"Mommi?!" The child blinked, he was beautiful… however, to , he might be the harbinger of pain.
I saw him stretching out his little hands. There is no way that it looks like it is capable of hurting .
But seeing a hand reminded of that man's evil deeds.
Whenever I see him stretch his hands toward , I will suffer in torturous pain.
I would be skinned alive…
He would have 'harvested' sothing in my body once more…
"Aaaaah!!!" I shouted once more as if to seek help, waving my hands to deter the danger around .
Suddenly I heard hastened footsteps and finally knew that it was over…
I would be tortured again… I would be in pain again. lights
One rushed footstep was followed by another, then another…
My heart sank as I realized, did the madman invite his friends over to torture all at the sa ti?
My ears could hear their hurried steps and their shouts whom I could no longer understand.
All I saw was within the darkness, there were several hands coming toward to lock in place.
As my body trembled, my eyes were brimming with tears and I tried to fight back as I could.
I no longer have the shackles that limit my movents, so I ignored my body's pain and kicked around, waving my hand to deter those hands that were out to touch and hurt .
"Raaaah!!! Aaaah!!" I scread in my tears and fought back. My throat was still dry and it was so painful to even let out a single word.
However, why would I care about the little pain in my throat? These hands were all strong and it terrifies knowing that what they would do next would bring in much greater pain.
Suddenly, I heard a man who was looking at strangely. Although I did not recognize that look in his eyes, I know that he was sothing who could decide on my fate at any mont as he had been the one who had been instructing the others to hold down.
"This is not good… we have to sedate her…" He muttered, to which I do not understand.
Whatever it ant, I understood that I would be at their rcy and so I fought back even more fiercely trying to think of a way to run away from these places.
But the next mont, I felt a piercing pain flowing from my wrist.
It was not a needle or any sharp object, but it was like a snake swimming inside my body freely as it went around my body like electricity. Suddenly I felt my entire body beco weak and limp.
A wave of dizziness invaded my vision as my eyes suddenly lost the will to stay open. Afterward, it was all darkness…
The next few days, whenever I open my eyes, the sa cycle would happen again.
A group of people would co around and try to control . They brought food, dicine, and whatnot.
But who is to say that they were all safe for to ingest?
In that cold and dark place, I could still rember the sinister smile that madman had while bringing a bowl of so liquid that would have different effects on my body.
There's one that would make squirm in pain as I would feel like I was being eaten by a thousand ants. Then another that would make awake and conscious while the man sliced away whatever part of my body he wanted to experint with.
With that, I am dead set on refusing anything they offer, whether it was to eat or drink.
To go hungry and die of starvation might be better than falling into another sche.
lightsΝοvel As I looked at the eyes of the people who were around , I could finally recognize the expression they had.
It was a pity and worry.
Yet, it was the very sa expression that made fall into a deeper hole back then.
The madman who caused to suffer from endless torture also looked at with gentle eyes and an expression full of care and pity.
I was once drawn to those eyes, and I even held onto his hands dependently. But the next mont, I found him smiling at viciously while he was placing those cold heavy shackles on my hands.
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One thing I have actually realized, however, was these people around did not have any plans to inflict imdiate pain.
I waited every day to see what they planned on doing, but every ti, I only ended up getting 'sedated'.
One ti during the night, a young dignified-looking man, who was of elf descent ca to my bedside and talked to .
"Eli… please you have to eat…" His tone was begging while he was holding a bowl helplessly.
"Many are waiting for you to recover and co back… so please do not destroy yourself like this…"
Much to my confusion, this man, whom others call Kayden kept on begging while saying things I do not understand.
I have no recollection of who he is, nor do I have any idea of whom he pertains to as the people waiting for .
Waiting for to do what?
What would be their plan?
Do they need to do sothing?
My head and my heart already hurt. I felt extrely tired of these confusion and fragnted mories.
It seed like a huge part of vanished into nothingness.
None of those whom these people around were saying are helping either. So what shall I do?
In the end, I found a dark corner. It was dark yet uncold, it was perfect enough for to cower and protect myself against these people coming at with an intention I could never understand.
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