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Chapter 1: Pain and Predation
When Lei Fang opened his eyes, the first thing he sensed was the musty stench of damp earth and old wood. A thick layer of dust covered the ceiling. As consciousness returned, a storm of pain erupted in his body, as if thousands of needles were being driven into his bones simultaneously.
He pulled back the blanket to see his right leg—swollen and bruised a deep purple. He tried to speak, but a sharp throb in his jaw reminded him that two of his teeth were missing. Yet, there were no tears in Lei Fang's eyes. He had grown so weary of this deceitful world that even this agony felt like a repetitive drama. In his past life, he had endured so many betrayals in the name of 'humanity' that his heart had turned to ice.
"My rebirth is no coincidence," he thought, closing his eyes. "That statue drank my blood. It is a riddle, and I will be the one to solve it."
Chapter 2: Chen Li – Merely a Prey
The laughter of the villagers echoed from outside: "Chen Li beat him so ruthlessly that he'll never stand on his feet again."
A cold smirk played on Lei Fang's lips. To him, Chen Li wasn't an enemy to be hated; he was merely 'Prey.' Lei Fang had vowed never to let emotions like love, happiness, or sadness cloud his judgment. Those were nothing but heaps of trash he had long since left behind. He had transformed himself into a predator—one who didn't fear death, but craved victory.
Chapter 3: Meiling's Mask
Meiling, his mother, came to him sobbing. She stroked his head. Lei Fang looked into her eyes and saw genuine love. But his heart did not melt. He didn't wish to hurt her, but he was exhausted by the games of 'love.' He realized he needed this woman's support for now, so he hid the beast within behind the mask of an innocent child.
"Mother..." he whispered softly, while internally, he was already preparing for his next hunt.
Chapter 4: Cultivation: The End of Boredom
Once she left, Lei Fang gripped his broken leg and snapped it back into place with a sudden jerk. Crack! The horrifying sound of bone resetting filled the room, yet not a single whimper escaped his lips. He tied wooden splints to his leg and limped toward the door.
The sight outside made his eyes gleam. People were soaring through the skies, conjuring flames from their bare hands.
"So, this world speaks the language of power," he mused. This 'Cultivation' could be the cure for his boredom. Here, he could unleash his inner beast without worrying about false relationships.
Chapter 5: The Obsession of Solitude
In the dead of night, Lei Fang limped to the edge of the village. Under the vast, open sky, he felt a profound loneliness, but this solitude was his shield.
Squeezing a fistful of dirt, he whispered:
"Infinite skies, a lonely path, no companion, no sanctuary.
No celebration of joy, no sigh of grief, only my gaze shall remain steady."
He made a silent vow:
"To tire and stop is not my way, I am no slave to emotions' sway.
My will is to forge a path of my own, and show this lying world the truth alone."