Rathanak's POV
After all those painful tortures, they threw me in a jail cell in some underground dungeon, which was dark and had only a few lightbulbs, yet it was strangely clean. Once the jail door slammed shut, I got up and looked at my bloody clothes. Thankfully, they somehow let me keep my backpack, which had been thrown alongside me. So, looking at the ceiling of my cell while sitting down on the cold, tiled floor, I couldn't help but remember the times I almost died in the past, starting from the age of 11. At most of them, I chuckled at them, while the rest, I cringed and shivered at how scary they were to me.
And then, a familiar voice called out to me, "Amigo! You're here, too?" Hearing that, I got alerted and turned to my left, only to see a familiar face: Lorenzo Nishikawa. He was the one who went missing a few days ago and didn't show up for class! So, I got up and went to him through the jail-like bars that separated us from getting closer to each other. "Lorenzo-kun! You're here?"
"Yes," responded Lorenzo, before looking at my clothes. "You got tortured, too?"
I then looked at my clothes for a bit, and then back at him. "Yeah, a lot."
"What???" Lorenzo replied with shock. "Me too as well, amigo!"
I then looked at his clothes, which were stained with dried blood, indicating that he had been here for days with torture. "Oh…"
"How did you manage to survive all that torture?" Lorenzo asked. "These couldn't have killed you."
"Well…I had one thing that probably shielded me from death."
This thing is the thing I don't know since one incident when I was 11 years old.
"What is that?" Lorenzo replied.
"I called it the Invisible Force."
That was the thing I called, since I don't know what that thing was.
"Invisible Force?" Lorenzo was really confused.
"Yeah, I called that because…Even I don't know what that thing was."
It took a bit of time for Lorenzo to take in that information that was likely to be unreliable.