Chapter Eighty- Three

Ryan stood before the telescope, his heart pounding in his chest, he was ready to know, ready to see, and ready to face the first stage of the test of purity.

A wave of memories washed over him, transporting him back to his childhood, to the bleak and lonely corridors of the orphanage where he had spent his formative years.

He vividly recalled the harsh, cold stares of the orphanage staff aside from his two favorites.

The taunts and jeers of the other children, and the gnawing emptiness of abandonment.

He remembered the nights spent lying awake, tears streaming down his face, longing for a loving home, a family to call his own.

The memories were painful, a stark reminder of the harsh realities he had faced as a child.

But Ryan didn't let the pain consume him. Instead, he used it as fuel, a reminder of the strength he had found within himself, the resilience that had allowed him to overcome adversity and emerge stronger and more compassionate.

As he delved deeper into his memories,