Tomorrow

As the short-haired man's soft incantation echoed through the room, distorted human shadows began to drift out of the group of young people kneeling beside the bed.

After the shadows left their bodies, the young people seemed to have suffered from uncontrollable pain. they clenched their teeth and endured it by force as green veins became clear on the temples of their heads. After a while, they began to pray under their breath with their teeth chattering to vent out the pain in their hearts, "Great Sovereign of Truth. You're the abstruse eyes that see through everything, the book that records all knowledge..."

"Oh, the Lord who masters all truth, you're the embodiment of wisdom, the inheritance of civilization..."

"I piously kneel before you, not to gain the power and wealth of the world, but for the sake of the desire of seeking the 'truth' in my heart…"