My crazy Cultivation Path

CHAPTER 121- Liara madness (2)

A few hours later.

Clap of hands.

Aaaaaaaa. Breathing… laughter. It was all just a dream. Yeah, what would I have done to deserve such torture? Even if it was only a dream, go to hell. That fake smile of yours.

…

First of all, my name is Liara. And I don’t think I’ve done anything bad enough to you to deserve being told to go to hell.

Liara pointed out.

Looking down at his legs, Tony saw his skin sliced open. His raw flesh exposed. A deep disgust made him vomit.

You… fucking lunatic. He spat at Liara.

She spread her arms, then crossed them.

But who’s really insane here, you or me? Right now, I’m doing whatever the hell I want. And you, Tony, have you done anything you actually wanted lately?

With a hollow expression, Tony kept staring at the floor.

Tell me, Tony. What makes you keep going every single day? Getting up. Fighting. Killing.

She asked him.

You really expect me to answer that? Tony thought.

Moving her hands toward Tony’s mutilated legs, she dug her fingers into the flesh and savagely ripped the skin off.

Tony’s body shook from the pain. A flood of tears and screams followed.

S-stop… please… stop.

As if granting his plea, Liara stopped.

First off, begging won’t do you any good. And I’d like you to answer my questions, Tony.

She asked in a soft voice.

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I’m fucked. Am I just gonna become her guinea pig? Endure this pain that wipes out every thought… In my entire life… I never thought I’d go through something like this. Tony thought, hot tears rolling down.

So? Liara said, still perfectly calm.

…I… want to become the strongest.

Tony muttered.

What a rigid goal. You can’t even handle what I’m doing to you, and you think you’ll become the strongest there is?

Laughter.

Let me tell you the truth, Tony: you’re nothing but human trash. You’re probably being used by some organization. You know it, yet you do nothing. You just follow orders. That’s how you ended up here. All I see is a follower. I bet the last person who ever mattered to you is dead and you couldn’t do shit about it.

Those harsh words hurt Tony more than the saw. It felt like something inside him shattered. Against his will, he agreed with her. He couldn’t save Kelvin. He was being used like a pawn by Rieze. Used by the resistance like some disposable soldier sent on suicide missions. The last time he did what he wanted was a hundred and fifty years ago. Tears rolled down his cheeks.

Liara’s smile grew brighter.

After your little stay here, do you still believe in humanity?

Suddenly he looked up. Liara was startled to see a smile mixed with his tears.

You’re right about everything, Liara. Maybe I am just a pathetic piece of shit stuck to the ground. But in this world, power rules everything. So go ahead, enjoy yourself, try to destroy me. I’ll scream, I’ll cry, I’ll beg you to stop.

He stared at her with eyes so empty it made Liara feel uneasy.

But know this: it won’t be your Brother that ends your miserable life. It’ll be me.

Tony declared.

Hahahahahaha.

I didn’t expect you to be this insane, but considering your goal, I should’ve seen it coming.

Her smile widened.

Let’s see how long you can keep that smile.

With the saw, she started cutting off Tony’s fingers, three at a time.

Just like he said he would, he screamed as his skin was sliced, his bones torn out, his joints severed.

He had never shaken so hard in his life. Drool leaked from his mouth. Blood poured from his lips, bitten until they bled. His eyes glowed crimson-purple. His breathing was wrecked.

He clenched his head so hard he could feel his brain shifting.

Violent cramps piled onto the agony. And yet, he kept smiling. Slowly succumbing to madness.

She stopped. Looked at Tony. Was shocked that he still managed to hold that smile.

You’re really interesting, Tony. But sadly, the first day ends now… It’d be a shame to let you recover any strength.

Without warning, she grabbed her blade and sliced off Tony’s left arm, then his right.

Now this is getting even more interesting.

Humming, she left Tony alone.

It took him ten minutes to realize what had happened. The smile vanished from his face. Instead, his expression twisted between excruciating pain and pure rage, both pushed to their limits.

The pain in his stumps and the phantom pain shocked Tony so deeply that he sank into depression and endless anxiety, every single second after.

That night, something far deeper broke inside Tony. Countless dark thoughts, ice-cold… Normally he would’ve smothered them, made them disappear. But now, he was ready to merge with them completely.