Wang Ling kept silent as he relieved his past life. He watched as the youth stood up and continued to stare at the heavens. He cried and cried, he cried until no blood or tear could escape his eyes.
He screamed as he wailed the hatred that is kept inside his heart.
"Why? Why is it like this? He was not a man of evil, he was a righteous person! If the heavens deem anyone the need to be punished then punish me, please, punish me and take my life!"
The youth was in grief, the only man who took him in when the snow piled up on his beaten-up body was now in front of him as a corpse without a head. He hated himself, yet he could not take his own life, the promise he had with his master was to live a life with a family to call his own.
The hatred that remains in his heart made him unable to take his own life, he wants to fulfill the promise he had with his master. Yet as he stood there with seething anger, he made another vow and that vow was the start of it.
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