章 527: Freedom From Self

People often say when death approaches, the memories of the entire lifetime play before the eyes... No one knew if it was true or just another gibberish saying.

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When Zed closed his eyes and waited for the death to wrap her cold arms around him, the scenes of his life played before him.

But unlike the popular saying, he didn't see the entire lifetime. All he watched was the moments he hated the most.

The vague scene of him escaping Solitary Snow Island as a newborn with Red Fox.

He saw the blurred face of the assassins and felt the fluctuations of their attacks. This aroused his murderous intent.

The scene then changed to that of the slums.

The days he begged for alms. The hours he desperately pleaded for food to survive the pangs of hunger. The minutes he pleaded for mercy from Red Fox. The seconds he barely escaped from starved dogs with a piece of bread... and the resounding laughter of the overlords who enjoyed his desperation.