A FULFILLED DREAM.

Clark felt like he was captured and trapped in a cage where he was being tortured for a thousand years. His eyes were already leaking blood but the strange healing fluid kept on healing his injuries.

Being restrained to a bed and having to take so many painful and traumatic sensations was worse than hell.

To the current him, dying now was better than persevering.

He already tried various ways to commit suicide but the healing fluid was relentlessly pumping inside his blood, making sure that his body kept functioning optimally.

His consciousness was already on the verge of shattering numerous times, but another strange liquid pumped inside him kept on stimulating his brain. His adrenal gland was at work, keeping him conscious against his will.

“Stop!” “Please, stop!!”

He already yelled this countless times along with his screams but no one seemed to be listening to him. His voice was already hoarse, a sign of what he was currently going through.