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"Ah, my head hurts…" "Ha, it hurts so much… that I can’t even think straight." I would love to die just to relieve this pain. It’s like someone is hammering my head nonstop. As I grabbed my head and squatted down, I did not notice that a bloodied knife was in my right hand. The only thought running through my mind was how I could escape this unbearable pain. If death could grant me relief, I would gladly embrace it a hundred times over. While crouched, I tried to open my eyes, my left hand still on my head, wanting to know what was causing the pain. As I did, the bright light instantly stung my eyes, and reflexively, I closed them again. It felt like I was opening my eyes for the first time after a deep sleep. As my eyes adjusted to the brightness, the first thing I saw in front of me was a pretty face. I momentarily forgot about my splitting headache. Seeing her, my mind went blank, stunned. She had silky black hair—I was 100% confident it was long enough to reach her waist. A sharp yet delicate jawline, a small, straight nose, diamond earrings that sparkled under the dim light, and a blue diamond necklace resting against her flawless skin. She was perfect. Too perfect. The most beautiful face I had ever seen in my entire life, surpassing even the actresses I admired. I was damn sure she was going to be my idol from now on, and I would be her fanboy. But why was she sleeping in front of me? As this thought struck, I reluctantly scanned my surroundings, though I didn’t want to take my eyes off her. As my gaze wandered, my mind froze for the second time within five minutes of opening my eyes. Fear gripped me, and the headache intensified. The room… the floor… everything around me… was stained with blood. Seeing her flawless face again, my heart pounded, in agony, more intense than before. The young lady was not sleeping—she was dying. As this realization struck, an unknown emotion welled up inside me, and my eyes started to gush out tears uncontrollably, without my permission. I had no idea what was going on, and the headache was keeping me from thinking straight. Suddenly, unknown memories started to flood my head as I writhed in pain on the floor. My name… My name is Aldric… Aldric Valemont.