"Hello!"
The brutal shout made the unconscious boy tremble involuntarily; he frowned but did not open his eyes.
He tried to open his eyes to see what was around him, but his eyelids felt like heavy iron plates welded together.
Where is this?
My limbs felt so heavy I couldn't lift them, and my body felt as if it were immersed in ice water, yet there was also a burning pain everywhere...
Dongdong...
"Still playing dead, huh? Get up!"
The harsh voice grew louder, the ominous aura rapidly approached, and the sense of crisis intensified.
No matter what the situation is now, get up!
The boy wasn't unwilling to get up, but his body seemed glued to the ground, unable to move at all.
Where am I?
This question lingered in his unclear mind, but before he could come to an answer, he heard a heavy thud.
winter!
However, this muffled sound seemed somewhat different from the previous footsteps; it sounded muffled yet surprisingly clear.
This is?
"Get up now! I think you're tired of living! Well then, I'll send you on your way!"
After a dull, sharp pain spread from his chest, the boy, who had finally managed to open his eyes, realized where the muffled thud had come from...
It came from his chest.
A dirty, cold boot slammed heavily onto his frail chest, rubbing it hard as if using him as a rag to polish his shoes.
"……cough!"
A cry of pain escaped his throat, and the boy's body convulsed uncontrollably.
It's broken; at least three ribs are broken, and the broken pieces have pierced into the lung.
The pain was excruciating, but the boy did not break down. Instead, he stared intently upwards with his eyes wide open.
He wanted to see clearly who was doing this to him.
Why are you doing this to me?
He opened his eyes, but the darkness before him did not increase much; it was as if he were in a dark dungeon.
In the boy's limited and tear-blurred vision, an ugly man with a messy beard was looking down at his chest with a mocking expression.
"Huh? You still dare to look at me like that? Do you really have a death wish?"
The boots were lifted off his chest and moved upwards before slamming down.
Card!
A shattering sound burst from his eye sockets.
"What are you looking at? Huh!? Do you want to be like him too?"
The man's angry shouts at those around him were the last sounds the boy heard...
"Dead? Hey! Someone, drag him out and throw him away!"
"Yes, it's you..."
...
...
pain.
A sharp, excruciating pain shot through his eyes, causing his body to spasm and tremble uncontrollably.
This had nothing to do with willpower, but rather with physiological reflexes that caused him to lose control of his body.
"Hello!"
The familiar roar stopped the trembling of the boy's body, whose eyes were closed.
……This is?
The boy struggled to open his eyes as his nasal cavity filled with a putrid stench.
What time is it now?
"Still playing dead, huh? Get up!"
The burly, dark figure strode closer, blocking out the last ray of light in the dungeon and plunging the boy into darkness once more.
The heavy footsteps stopped, so what happens next...?
!!
Unsure of what was happening, the boy instinctively turned to the side.
winter!
"Huh? You managed to dodge it?"
A strange sound came from above. The burly man was very puzzled as to how the sickly-looking boy had dodged the kick.
But that's not important.
"You dare to hide?! You have some nerve, you actually dare to hide?!"
Yes, it doesn't matter.
Even if he manages to dodge it once, there's no way he can dodge it a second time!
winter!
Enraged by the boy's rebellious behavior, the burly man kicked the boy in the emaciated abdomen, sending him flying!
"cough!"
A bitter, warm liquid gushed from his throat, and the boy slammed heavily against the wall, curling up like a shrimp.
pain.
It was still excruciatingly painful.
However, unlike before, there was a tearing, stinging pain in my chest, but no feeling of broken ribs.
what happened?
What exactly is going on now...?
"Dare to resist!"
winter!
"You dare to defy me!?"
winter!
With each word he spoke, the man would kick out forcefully, venting his anger wildly.
In contrast, the boy was like a rag doll being kicked around repeatedly, hitting the wall, bouncing off, and then falling back down.
Perhaps the pain exceeded his threshold, because the boy felt time begin to slow down...
Compared to the endless pain, the boy found himself in a strange situation where the physical pain no longer controlled his emotions, but instead he was constantly thinking.
Regarding the current situation.
Why am I here?
Why did he do this to me?
What should I do?
...
Thoughts flashed through his mind as he continued to ponder.
Until everything went black, I heard a crisp sound of bones breaking.
Card.
At that moment, he was thinking about the last question:
"who I am?"
...
...
"Hello!"
The boy suddenly opened his eyes as he heard a familiar call from the god.
"Still playing dead, huh? Get up! Or else I'll... Oh? You're up? Ha! You were faking it all along."
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