Jack Schneider had never felt anything like what he had just been through. It was said that pain was relative, just a sensation transmitted by the nerves of the body, sometimes loud, sometimes silent, and beyond a threshold, one would stop feeling it.
The body was truly a marvel, a system planned to deal with the highs and the lows, even if efficiency was not considered. He had been in pain before. Knife wounds, heck, he even got two on his face from the white-haired ghost himself, bullet wounds, and even torture which left scars on his body. But this time, the system failed to deal with the new change, and the pain he bathed in was like nothing before.
The pain of giving birth was the worst? Heck, he, Jack Schneider, would tell everyone who wanted to that it was a lie. Torture masters might want to enter the contest, but he had only one fact to point out, to take the championship.