"Hiii." Cory walked towards her and squated. His face was covered with a smile. The little girl looked quite cute and innocent. When Cory thought of what those thugs had done to her, it broke his heart into pieces. He could never forgive them. "Cory? Is that you?" Mara asked, pushing her outstretched arms through the air to feel Cory. Cory moved closer until her hand touched him. When she felt his cheek with her palm, she started sobbing. "Aw. Do not cry. Don't cry. You are safe now." Cory promised, pulling her into his broad chest. He hugged warmly. She wrapped her little arms around his neck, not wanting to let go of him. Cory didn't pull away. He had neglected her for too long. He didn't have any right to leave her again, let alone deny her the warm moments. "Forget about everything that has happened to you. No harm will come to you ever again. I will make sure of it. No one would dare stand in your presence for too long, let alone reach out to touch a strand of your hair. I
Mara was seated on the floor, in the middle of the living room. Her legs were crossed over each other, and her eyelids were covering her eyes. It wasn't as though it was necessary to close her eyes. She had been told to do so. Cory was kneeling down right in front of her. His eyes were closed, too. If you asked him, he had no idea why he had told her what he had just said. But there was something deep inside of him that wanted the words to come into reality. This would be the best gift he could ever present to Mara. He didn't know for how long she had been blind, but based on the fact that he met her when she was a little older than three, then it was safe to say that she was practically blind all her life. How beautiful would it be then if she could see for once, if not again. "Should I open?" Mara asked. "No, silly." Cory snapped. "I've not even started yet." Cory knew that he sounded dumb by what he had just said. He was the one who had promised to heal her eyes, but now he'
Cory moved closer to the little girl. If there was something that he knew for a fact. It was the fact that there was no point in crying over spilled milk. He had only three gems in the system wallet. He was nowhere near healing Mara of the infirmity completely. He would have to make do with the little gift he had in hand. Although he didn't want to give the little girl false hope, yet he didn't want to deny her a life changing opportunity. He was caught up between the claws of indecision. He wanted to ask her what she thought about it, but then again, he couldn't bring himself to do that. He sighed. He clicked on the second page. How to make a blind person see for five seconds. He was really sad about this, but there was nothing he could do. He had no idea when he would be able to obtain twenty-five gems. The highest number of gems he had been able to collect were two at a time. Even up to this point, he had been able to complete only two tasks. On the level of basic mathematics
Cory just knelt there smiling like a burnt goat. He didn't have a say over his own face. His face was widely spread in a deep smile. He couldn't anchor the width of the glee he was feeling at that moment. The combustion of happiness happening deep inside of him was more than the ordinary. His brain had been shrouded by the pool of dopamine. He just smiled uncontrollably as he stared at the little girl who could now see after several years of being blind. He didn't even care that the joy was limited. He didn't care that in the next five seconds, she would go blind again. The glow of the recent feeling had kindled his light heart, illuminating his foggy mind. "I can see you, Cory!!!" She jumped into his arms, hugging him wildly. The manner at which she had jumped into his arms, she didn't care whether or not she could break his neck. She was so thrilled and happy that Cory didn't know when a stray tear dropped from his rigid face. He could never have imagined that in the next five
When Elaine woke up the next morning, her head was pounding. She knew why she was feeling so heavy. When she had returned home last night, she had cried her eyes out until sleep defeated her. It got to a point where she really couldn't tell why she was crying. But it didn't matter because the tears would not stop gushing out. She walked into the neat and beautiful kitchen to make herself an instant coffee. She was taking a sip as she wandered towards the living room.She took a minute out to stop in front of the big mirror that was plastered in the left corner of the hallway. When she looked in the mirror, she dropped the cup in her hand. A splash of hot coffee splattered all over her body, which gave room for a scream. But she didn't really care much about the burn. Not because it didn't leave a scar, but instead because of the person she was staring at in the mirror. Her eyes were so swollen to the extent that she looked a different person. She was tempted to think that when s
When the fist landed in Cory's face, his cheeks folded in, and his nose shifted to the side. The force of the hit was so random and effective, which made the impact even more fatal. "You lowlife pervert!!! How dare you touch my boss!!!" Charles barked at Cory. He drew another fist and was about to launch the attack. At this moment, Cory was very much aware of the situation. He stopped the hand mid-air. "How dare you stop me from teaching you a lesson! Let my hand go!" Charles seemed bent on wanting to break the jaws and bones of Cory. Cory added a little pressure on the wrist of Charles that he was holding. The pressure was quite subtle but effective. At first, Charles was still ranting and raving, trying to intimidate Cory, but then he lost his voice. "Ow. Ow, that hurts. Let go of me." Charles started to fight for his life. But Cory didn't let go of him. He held still on to the wrist of Charles, adding more and more pressure. Charles' knees had folded this time, and he was abo
Elaine rushed through the room to get to the door. When she got outside, she saw Cory walking away. She wanted to go after him but then noticed Charles. Charles was climbing out of the car, and his hand was now whole. Healed. At that moment, Elaine couldn't decide whether to run after Cory or just stand there and wonder how Charles got his wrist healed. Before she could come to a decision, Cory was already out of sight. He was nowhere to be found. "He healed me. I had no idea how he did it, but he healed me." Charles sounded really excited as he recounted the deeds to her. "I have to stop somewhere first before going for the meeting. There is someone I want to pick." Elaine brushed the odds off, walking straight to the car. When next Cory was seen, he was standing by the roadside waving a cab down. He knew that he wouldn't have to continue living this way. He would have to get himself a car as soon as possible. But that wasn't the right time for that. At this moment, he wanted t
He turned around to see the man who had ordered him to stop. It was a lanky man. The man looked well built. His frame was towering and quite intimidating. If Cory didn't have any supernatural abilities, he probably would be shaking and quaking just standing in front of the man. Coupled with his intimidating physique, the man's face looked like a personified rock. It would seem as though if an object crashed against it, such would turn into a fine pebble. The man weighed Cory's physique and outline with his wild eyes, looking Cory from the head to toe.Because of the nature of his eyes, it was hard to tell if he was looking down on Cory or if he was only doing his job. Cory didn't want to start having ideas, but he could tell that that was what judging eyes looked like"How may I help you?" The man inquired boldly. Cory smiled warmly at the man, reaching out his hand to shake the man's hand. "My name is Cory. I just want to talk to the receptionist. It won't take too long." Cory's
Anna could not understand what was happening. She had stepped to the front, away from Cory, to look closely at the man walking towards her. How could this be her father? She was about to lose her mind. At this point, she had no idea how she was still able to hold up her peace and not go nuts. This was just enough to make her question her sanity. "What's happening? How could this be ---" Anna turned to the back to ask Cory. She suddenly choked on the words. Turning around, Cory was nowhere to be found. It would seem as though he had vanished into thin air. She quickly rushed back into the hut to look for him but she couldn't find him. She ran outside again. She didn't know what to make of all these that were happening to her. She really did wish that she would have an explanation for it. "Did you see him walk out just now?" Anna asked her father, who had stopped walking right in front of the door of the hut. Lord Theo shook his head softly, taking a deep breath. The man slowly p
Anna choked so hard on her breath that she almost passed out. She had no idea what was happening or what had just happened. She couldn't wrap her head around it, let alone make a meaning of it. But it was real. She could see it right in front of her. There was someone who had just been sliced into several pieces. "Father..." She was having trouble rolling those words over. She couldn't even move closer to the corpse. The head was still hanging in the air. Thud! The head and neck dropped on the floor. She flinched, almost sprouting some unknown wings. She should move forward and touch the corpse. She should fall on the pieces of her father and weep her eyes out, but she couldn't. This was just way too much for her to process. She was trying to understand how this was possible in the whole wide world. How could it ever be possible?She could recall openly that she had left her father back at the mansion. The old man couldn't even move an inch, let alone get to her. She could see
Anna was lost in the moment and couldn't place her own emotions, not even after she had climbed into the car. It was a cab, and Cory had just hailed at the cab. What had just happened in the building was still very much fresh in her mind. There was no way she was going to throw that away or be distracted from it. She took a glance at the corner of Cory's face. Then, the glance intensified, graduating into a keen gaze. Cory, on the other hand, was staring at the front. It would seem as though she was not even there. "Are you not going to explain it to me?" She asked him eventually. Cory still would not look at her. She didn't want to act as though this meant nothing to her. She hated the fact that Cory was ignoring her. She knew that she could not force the words out of his mouth. He had to be willing, else her worries and questions would forever remain unattended to. The manner at which Cory was staring, Anna could deduce that there was something else on his mind. Although they
Anna was lost in the moment. She was just wailing over her own troubles and worries when a sudden voice had come out of nowhere. The back figure of the person walking away from her looked rather too familiar for her to ignore. In fact, she didn't have the luxury of ignoring anything at this point. How could she? Her door had been locked perfectly, and there were even men standing watch outside of the door. She didn't even hear the door open, let alone feel a presence until the words hit her. The recurring facts that ran all over the incident made her push her body up in the bed, as now she was kneeling in bed. "Cory?" She was skeptical as she called his name. She wanted to be sure that she was able to place her confusion and get squared up with the main matter;The real situation was the fact that someone familiar was in the room with her and had asked her to leave with him. Cory hesitated at the door and then turned to look at her again. When their gazes met, he saw a whole la
Standing in front of the heap of dead warlords, Cory shut his eyes and took in all the air of victory around him. He had to be sincere with himself. There might still be a lot of spiritual figures out there in the open waiting to cause another havoc or rain another wave of terror. He had never had any reason to be scared of them. Although one of the reasons why he had come to the island was just to be wary of them. Right now, after killing all these warlords, he couldn't help but come to a conclusion that even if he was running from trouble, trouble would still find him. Henceforth, the determination to carry on with this new level of task overwhelmed him. He had unintentionally unlocked another realm and phase of challenges that he could never let anyone else figure out except himself. All his life, he had learned how to keep such big secrets. How could he be referred to as the Immortal Dao if he didn't know how to be exclusive with some of the things that have been haunting him
Lord Theo, who was already exhausted from the errands and worries affiliated with the plot they were carrying out, raised his head slowly to look at his daughter, who was fired up by what she was saying. "What are you talking about, Anna? Please go back to bed. You need it." The man dismissed causally as though he had expected her to be up by now. At this point, Anna really didn't know what to feel. She wished that she would be able to choose her feelings, but she couldn't. There was a great measure of disappointment in what she was feeling at that moment. And there was something else, too. Something which she couldn't really reach. She wanted to sigh, but because she was huffing and puffing, she was even having a hard time catching her breath. "Answer my question, father." Her voice became even louder this time. She was trying to make it obvious to him that she wasn't here to joke around. She was here to talk about and review what was bothering her the most. It would be a great
Anna's eyes slowly opened. When her eyes opened, she felt fatigue, a pool of fatigue washing all over her body. She shut her eyes again to be certain what the problem could be. She slowly opened her eyes again, confiding in the act of precision and timing. Yet the feeling lingered. The fatigued remained. If there was anything, it even became heavier. She tried to roll in bed to the other side, but she felt extremely weak. She had no idea what was happening to her. Rolling on her stomach, she tried to heave her body to a comfortable position, but nothing seemed to work for her. She fell back on her face in bed and started to grunt. "What the hell is happening to me?" She muttered, seeking to understand what the problem might be. The moment when she rolled from one end of the bed to the other, things were beginning to ease gradually. The fatigue and weariness were beginning to wear off. This time, her mind was clearing out gradually. There was a room in her mind to house as many w
"We must go right away." One of the senators stood up and was headed towards the door. "I'm sorry we can't." The doctor suddenly stepped into the way of the senator. The senator looked so offended and pissed out of his mind. He was staring at the doctor as though the doctor was a piece of garbage who ought not to stand in his presence, let alone lift his gaze to look at him. He scoffed and turned to look at the rest of the senators behind him. "What the hell is wrong with these minions? Is it really our fault that we have indulged them and made them feel so comfortable in our midst?" The senator sounded very judgemental as he rolled those words out. He really didn't care that the doctor could hear him. The senators didn't care about anything at all. They don't care about other people other than themselves. As long as things are going their way, they wouldn't care less to do whatever they thought to be okay. "Now, move out of my way before I rip you into shreds!" The senator thre
Linda and her father were as still as a hill. They couldn't even make a sound. They couldn't see each other. Talking about seeing, Linda's eyes were drooping over her breasts at this point. It seemed as though the poison continued to lower the thread of the eyes down and down until perhaps it would get to the soles of her legs. This really didn't matter to her yet because the room was too dark for either of them to see each other. Before they were looked inside this room by the two hefty henchmen, they had seen clearly that it was super bright outside. It was noon. How come when they were locked in here, it was extremely dark? They had not been taken to an underground location. In fact, the underground location they had just come from was well lit and brighter than this. Although she couldn't use her eyes well, Linda could still tell this much that this was a very dark room. "Why is it so dark in here?" She asked her father, looking in the only direction she could afford. Down.