The fragments of the black box drift in the air, Han Fei lying over the box, facing the many faces within the black box.
If it weren't for Kuangxiao's slaughter and the sacrifice of the other thirty children, he might have been among them.
Trapped in the box, building walls with his soul, brewing himself into despair.
Numbers branded on flesh flashed before Han Fei's eyes, piercing his nerves and awakening his past.
The intense pain from the back of his head and the hidden fear within his body combined, making it difficult for Han Fei to breathe.
"I should have saved you, but I don't have the ability to save everyone. I'm sorry for letting you see the light only to be killed."
Han Fei was acutely aware that this was within the Shrine Memory World, and now was the crucial moment; to truly save these children in reality, he could not afford mercy.
Raising the Slaughter Saber again, Han Fei did not anticipate what happened after he resolved to kill.
