"BADDUMP!"
"BADDUMP!"
The sound of his own beating heart rang out loud and clear, even through his extreme weakness, but it remained a problem, standing up or doing anything.
The entire flesh on his back had been completely peeled off from the intense velocity, and there was almost no bone in his body that had not yet broken.
Yet through the intense numbness, Zeras's head was clear, and slowly, the muscles at the side of his burnt cheek slowly parted, resulting in an incredibly bright smile on his face.
How long has it been? That he had been dominated so brutally, rendered immobile within mere seconds.
Unable to fight back or resist, watching his life flash before his eyes. It had been incredibly long, and once more Zeras witnessed the feeling.
It was one of the best feelings in the world. One that gave a little meaning to his life.
He knew what he wanted, and so did his body.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!