The Sword reached near the chest of the boy, but as it was about to touch the kid, it stopped. Changing his plan, Long Chen decided to use a simpler way instead since he didn't need to worry about the kid's attacks anymore.
Instead of stabbing his sword, he hit the back of the boy's head with his other hand, making him lose consciousness.
"This is better," he muttered as he watched the body lying on the ground, unconscious.
Reaching out his hand, he touched the boy and picked him up in his arms.
As soon as he picked up the young boy, he felt a sense of familiarity as if he had met someone he lost long ago, but his blood was acting up as well.
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A young boy was floating in infinite space, unaware of where he was. He slowly opened his eyes, only to see another person before him.
It seemed like a kid of the same age as him.
" Who are you?" the second kid asked the first.
"Who am I?' the first kid muttered, unable to remember himself.