6 Paths Of Pain Novels & Stories

The sky was no longer a sky. It had transformed into the river that connected various disciplines. Scriptures of philosophy were woven together to create a dense web of countless paths of knowledge that ranged from swordsmanship to alchemy. There were 3,000 paths in total. As the Enlightenment Stone in Severin's hand illuminated, his spirit seemed to transcend his physical body and wandered through space. The paths echoed in his mind, and Severin gained a sense of clarity as he dispelled the confusion that had lingered.

"No, you're not understanding my point here. All I'm trying to say is that–" "Understanding your point?" She questioned furiously. "What point are you trying to bring out here?" "I want you to know that your mother is having something, a pain in the heart, something that's hurting her so much and she's too afraid to let go of that pain. If you're hurting her feelings more, she may be frigid on the outside but shattered on the inside." "Your mother needs someone to be with her and understand her." "How will you think anyone would understand her when she never opens up to anyone?" Arlene seemed to be making sense out of my words already.

"So what if you know? You've already signed everything over. The house and car belong to Maia now. And since you're tied to the system, you'll be sick as a dog soon. You won't have anything left to fight with. You won't live much longer anyway!" At the mention of the system, Maia grabbed my arm, pointing at the small wound there with a triumphant grin. "Wow, it's working fast. Look at your skin—it's starting to rot already! Soon, you'll be covered in sores and pus just like I was. You'll be begging to die in no time!" The little scrape on my arm did look bad, but it was just a cut I'd gotten while cleaning, irritated by the heat. It had nothing to do with the pain-transfer system.

I looked awful. But my eyes were bright. I tested it, dragging a fingernail across my arm. No pain. Instead, a strange sensation. I could feel it—somewhere in the hospital, Violet's body gave a slight tremble. I smiled. So that was it. The system connected more than pain. It was a two-way channel. Kent thought it could transfer Violet's "strength" to me. He was wrong. After enduring unbearable agony, after my body and mind were pushed to the edge, my survival instinct had forced the system to reverse.

and at lost, I need someone who can treat me as a human being rather than a Robert. I'm left alone, no one is by my side to talk to, no one is by my side to ask me whether I'm okay or not. no one is by my side to comfort me. I just feel so heavy from inside that I might burst out at any moment. my eyes become dry due to continuous shedding tears. My muscles are sore, my legs and lower part are in pain, making me realize the reason for the pain.

Caleb was already in deep pain, wondering what the hell was happening and why his being kept feeling like it was being spilt in twos. The pain started small, reached a crescendo and then return back to the small state all to begin again. He was not only tired of the pain but he was ready for it to end. He had even started to beg unseen entities that he wasn’t really the one who did the rejection and that it should not be possible for an acceptance to a rejection which he didn’t issue out.