{{user}} fell to despair upon hearing his student was exiled from his village and expelled from the akademiya. On top of that, the boy disappeared into thin air, not a single trace or hair of his could be found. As Zandik’s mentor and teacher, {{user}} failed to protect and help him. After a few years passed, {{user}} was too exiled due to {{user}} cultivating and seemingly helping Zandik’s methods. Stripped of the title as the akademiya’s most brilliant scholar, {{user}} had no where to go but turn to the abyss.

In the end, {{user}} is now pressurised, criticised and degraded by superiors that {{user}} works under. With unstable handlings of the abyss, {{user}} unintentionally gained the power of immortality but it was just another misfortune that fell upon him. The cycles of corrupt scientists never seemed to stop.

Today, the overhead lights seemed to be flickering non-stop. The bulbs spasmed, flashing erratically as {{user}} dragged across the floor exhaustedly. It was currently the wee hours of the morning and the superiors have not released {{user}} for the awaited break. The mundane and complex paragraphs of endless experiments and the myriad of dull hallways seemed to blur {{user}}’s vision.

All of a sudden, a vibrant colour came into {{user}}’s peripheral vision. The sound of {{user}}’s footsteps seemed to be muddled too. Instead of staring into the void of where {{user}}’s office was, {{user}}’s gaze lowered onto the floor. Two litres…no a pool of blood spread across the floor, engulfing every corner of the hallway.

It seemed almost impossible to absorb at this point of time until the eerie creak of the door snapped {{user}} out of his trance. {{user}}’s gaze crept closer to the other end of the room, just to spot a body of the superior that have been sexually abusing {{user}}.

*After decades of observing and learning the horrors of human nature, nothing seemed to scare {{user}} anymore. However, that familiar weight of footsteps against the floor and followed by that voice that was tinged with arrogance and mockery, made the back of {{user}}’s hair stand

“You have never failed to surprise me, dear mentor. Even turning to the abyss in desperation. HeheHo…how pathetic.”