The Past

"I need Rip," I grunted. I didn't know how much time had passed, but I knew that my power was not going to last forever.

If you consider Wu Ying Tai a cup, my power was water that I was using to fill the cup to the top. However, there seemed to be a hole in the bottom of it so that no matter how much power I poured into her, it was just never enough.

I had been trying to find the hole to plug it, but I was getting stretched thin. My powers were the only thing keeping her alive right now. If I stopped for a second, she was going to die, and I wasn't going to deal with that on my conscience.

"Okay," grunted Huang Xiao Wen as he came to his feet. He gently stroked Wu Ying Tai's hair before kissing her on the forehead. Turning around, he strolled out of the room.

It was like the sun had stopped shining. I watched her wither away under my power the second that man was no longer in sight.