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Chapter 1116 - 1109: The Path of Pursuit

Chapter 1116: Chapter 1109: The Path of Pursuit

You didn’t know how long you wandered in chaos, just like Walking Dead, unaware of the color of heaven and earth, unable to see the worldly annoyances. You wholeheartedly wanted to do your own thing, you were desperate to escape from this place, to flee this grey prison.

But you saw that there was a line attached to you. One end was connected to your heart; the other was held in the hand of that old man. Whenever you tried to distance yourself from him, you would feel a heart-wrenching pain. Such pain forced you to draw closer to him, to endure his ridiculous pretense of affection.

The more you felt the pain, the more numb you became, the harder your heart grew.

When you awoke from chaos once again, you had grown. And it was at this moment, the perfect opportunity for you arrived. It was a precious chance, and if you seized it, you could escape from this grey prison.

For that, you needed to find some helpers, some who would aid you in escaping the prison. They were not your partners, not your friends, just tools to be used for your purpose.

The first helper appeared, you saw that girl. Unlike this world, it was the first time you saw color on her.

Because of you, she excitedly removed her mask, yet you couldn’t see her face clearly, for she radiated with a hopeful golden glow all over, a scene that felt strangely familiar to you.

However, you would not be seduced by such illusions before you, don’t forget your purpose. For you, she was always just a tool.

You began to ingratiate yourself with her, not even knowing what you were saying. For someone who had not opened up in so long, even your own words were just meaningless babble.

She quietly watched you, even though you didn’t know what you were saying, she still watched you. She trusted you, she didn’t even need you to deceive her much; with just a word from you, she would look at you with utmost admiration.

For the first time, you felt hesitation, but don’t forget what your goal is, don’t forget you need to escape this grey world.

For this goal, you needed to gather four people, to form a team in appearance but estranged at heart. Then defeat everyone else, using the reward of victory to leave this place.

When you saw that door filled with brilliant colors, for the first time, your withered heart began to beat violently. You knew that you were about to achieve your goal.

At that moment, your heart felt a sharp pain again. You looked back and saw the old man clutching the thin line connected to your heart, refusing to let you go.

You knew you could not lose your composure at such a critical juncture. You knew he had never loved you, had only exploited you, only wanted to control you.

So, you forcefully tore off the thin line connected to your heart, the intense pain making your numbed body shudder violently. Gritting your teeth, you glared at the old man whose glowing face gradually dimmed to reveal a mix of shock and panic.

It was a face you were extremely familiar with but also incredibly strange. You had trusted him immensely, but he had betrayed you when you needed help the most, tried to control you with what he thought was familial love, seeking benefits from you.

But as your anger increased, so did your sense of guilt. So did the old man’s unease.

With your back to the colorful world, you had an unlimited future. Yet, the old man, who was running out of oil and sitting paralyzed on the ground looking at you, only had you.

Are you feeling softhearted? Are you reluctant to leave? Don’t be like this, cut the ties decisively, you must never forget how he treated you in the beginning.

When you needed companionship, he watch you coldly; when you were pierced to the heart with pain, he watched you coldly; when you tried to find the colors of this world, he still watched you coldly.

He isn’t worth your sympathy, walk away now, don’t hesitate any longer.

The moment you turned around, you felt something steadfast in your heart begin to collapse. You had grown accustomed to this wretched world, and so you were filled with fear of the unknown.

But neither the reluctance in your heart nor the fear of the future could sway your resolve. Deep down, you always knew there was something else you needed to pursue.

You, along with four "Walking Dead," passed through the resplendent gates into a new world. Unlike the grey world, this one burst with saturated colors, as if you were in the midst of a dream.

Of course, you couldn’t leave straight away; you needed to serve an organization with these people. The world was too vast, and you needed to use the organization to achieve your goals.

This colorful world was still very dangerous, and you all experienced too many life-or-death situations. You didn’t understand why, when you tried to treat everyone kindly, everyone seemed to want you dead.

Your battles never ceased, and when you first saw the crimson blood, you were utterly terrified. But soon enough, your already numb heart began to grow even more callous.

Gradually, you felt that the four people around you were also being changed by this world, including the girl. Everyone began to reveal their true colors. You blended perfectly with them, with this world.

The girl, who had shone with excitement at first sight of you, seemed to grow more and more obsessed with you. You gradually could see into her eyes, but to your horror, you discovered a venomous snake lurking in their depths.

She started to cling to you, started to touch you; her fingers were like blades, leaving you scarred with every encounter. Yet under her luminous presence, you felt no pain.

You went through a lot, but you found you weren’t defeated by enemies. Instead, you were defeated by those you had treated as tools.

The girl, her hand pierced through your chest, ripping apart your heart. Despite your numbness, you couldn’t withstand this excruciating pain, and so you fell into a stupor, oblivious to everything, as the world around you became dreamlike.

You heard those you saw as tools making a racket around you. Were they concerned about you? You didn’t believe it. Could someone like you ever be the object of someone’s concern?

You felt your body gently float up, as if you were in the cosmos. Everything around you dimmed, eventually sinking into eternity.

However, just when you were in despair, you suddenly saw the figure that haunted your dreams appear before your eyes, its golden radiance instantly dispelling the darkness.

You no longer felt pain, so you stood up, your feet lifting off the ground, and you chased after the figure with all your might. The figure seemed within reach yet as distant as the horizon.

You crossed rivers, traversed seas, climbed mountains. But no matter how hard you tried, your pursuit felt as fruitless and endless as the mythical pursuer of the sun, Kuafu, with no end in sight, no meaning to your efforts.

But you would never give up, because the great adversities you faced, the numb despair in the grey world, were all for this moment, all for this dreamlike figure.

When you bathed in the golden glow that represented motherly love, you felt all your grievances, all your suffering, relieved in an instant. It was a sensation of being unburdened at last.

Eventually, you arrived at a grassy area by the water, in front of you a colossal tree stretching towards the sky, its branches laden with cherry-colored petals. You walked toward its roots.

There she was under the tree, radiating a holy light. You quietly locked eyes with each other, cherry blossoms gently falling, making you acutely aware that everything, everything was worthwhile.

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