Chapter Ninety two

Rhys followed the advice given by Rio and tried to fortify his heart; it was like placing a mental shield around his heart area and mind so that nothing could penetrate it. He had to ensure that his barrier was strong. As the experiments continued, Rhys became aware of strange sensations in his body. His body was being altered, modified, and enhanced. He felt his muscles growing, his senses heightening, and his mind expanding. It was as if he was being rebuilt from the inside out

But with each new development came fresh agony. Rhys’s body was pushed to its limits, forced to endure procedures that left him gasping for air. He felt like a puppet on strings, controlled by the whims of his torturers.

Despite the pain, Rhys’s mind remained lucid, trapped in a never-ending cycle of anger and frustration. He knew he was being experimented on, but he didn’t know why or who the mastermind was. The faces around him blurred together, their voices a constant hum of cruelty.

As the days turned int