Chapter 46 - I'm Sorry

Among the scattered pile of corpses was a young man with dark hair, clear sky-eyed eyes pressed into a glass ball, childlike features, and dressed in just plain black and white civilian clothes, which formed a contrast when he stood beside a Kasia soldier armed and protected by armor, which was light and combative as it was of high quality.

But all the soldiers there have witnessed Jack's tremendous strength, plus the fact that he's been chosen by their commander herself, which makes him someone they don't want to get close to.

After walking around a little bit, Jack decided to sit on a big rock to rest, and then he saw Cassia from afar approaching him.

Cassia was impressed by the appearance of the boy covered in blood and the smell of death emanating from him. For her, that was the best picture of the transmigrants that she had heard about. She also controls this dangerous person. Of course she will say that she is his partner, as she does not want to anger him, but with time, observation, and questions Kasia has also been learning a lot about carriers' disease, although Jack seems reticent about sharing information. A little bit at a time becomes wealth, but more importantly for her, she also learns a lot about Jack's personality, abilities, and weaknesses, even though she suspects he shows up. All of his skills, or he really does have a weakness, but she really feels in a good position.

"You look weary, Jack Wilson. Is your body unable to keep up with your spirit?"

"Yu Cassia, I'll go. I'll send you a message later."

"Huh?" Cassia wasn't expecting this act, so she was surprised at first before she regained her composure and said

"Of course, good work, but may I know why you are in such a hurry?"

"Nah, it's in the place I told you earlier, right under the village church," Jack replied briefly before turning right in front of Cassia.

After seeing Jack teleport in front of her, Kasia blinked a few times before pausing to smile.

"Transporter, have you become less careful around me, or do you just not see me as a threat to you? ….. Interesting~"

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Jack appeared in the hospital, specifically in the public toilet, and fortunately there was no one there. He went out and then headed to the place he was visiting in moderation for a week.

Usher normal room.

He stood in front of the simple wooden door and then knocked before entering. There he hoped to see Usher lying on his made bed and looking through the critic outside in a beautiful classic scene, but the imbecile was lying on his bed in a state of disarray; the bed was wrinkled, and she was The pillow is about to fall while the bed quilt has already fallen while the patient, Usher, who is attached to many machines, is trying to touch his nose with his tongue.

"....." Jack looked at Usher in silence, but the patient didn't seem to notice him, so he Jack looked at Usher in silence, but the patient didn't seem to notice him, so he coughed, "Hmm?" Usher spoke something incomprehensible while looking at Jack in surprise before realizing his condition, stopping his actions, and trying to straighten himself as much as possible. Don't bother. Jack approached Usher and said, Don't worry, son."

Jack looked at the condition of Usher's body; he had lost a lot of weight; just a week's worth of treatment and the transfusion of those chemicals through his veins had made him look like a skeleton; his hair had lost all its vitality and had become dull; and his beautiful eyes were withered with black cases underneath.

Jack widened his eyes and wrinkled his face into a frown for a second before returning to his indifferent look.

Throughout his life, Jack loved and grieved so many people, life after life, world after world. Every time he didn't want to give up, but every time he made people he cared about die and go away, whether they became spirits in their world or they became teleporters. It won't make a difference; the result is the same. Jack always used to be alone until it became beyond his ability, but one time he felt that something broke in his heart, something important and precious, and since then he has been shutting down all his feelings if he felt He became close to one of them; he always put a barrier between him and others; he always convinced himself that they were nothing more than just NPCs, characters whose death or life did not matter; but one time he got so caught up in it that he lost himself and finally gave up. Reality. No matter how hard he tries, his patience is to return to cold loneliness, creating a great catastrophe in one of the worlds, and from that moment on, Jack's psychological state became unstable and made seven of his lives the seat of his madness. He hated it, but he could not resist or fight it. He felt that he was trapped in a prison, but that prison was eating away at his feelings and his personality. As if he were emptying oysters from pearls, those seven lives were long-lived and full of everything that made Jack regret it. Only when he passed that period because of a certain person who urged Jack, I had to jokingly call those seven lives the godless life, but Jack really liked the name, and for the first time in a long time, Jack felt that maybe, just maybe he could stay with that person. Anyway, that person isn't there anymore, but he was the reason. Jack is not heading towards complete insanity because of the cycle of life and death, love and hate, and fighting over and over again, and since that time he has been trying to live to find a greater reason—a reason for him to recover himself.

It was one of the sayings of that person: It doesn't matter if you lose your memories. Old people do, but they are wonderful and lovely. But if you lose yourself, you are like an abyss. If you see people, you will drown them with you in your endless darkness. Then if there is a small light, you yourself will put it out."

But Jack did not accept the matter, only searching and searching in order to find something that he did not know exactly. This just seems crazy, so Jack can do whatever he wants whenever he wants; he can kill or save whoever he wants just in order to acquire that thing. Back to the present time: unfortunately, Asher managed somehow to break through that barrier and become like a friend to Jack, so now he needs to not show any feelings if he wants to keep this world together and if he wants to preserve what remains of his fragile humanity.

"So how are you, son? "Better than you, that's for sure. "Ouch." Usher smiled while pretending he was hurt by Jack's words. Jack looked dimly at Usher and asked, "Your operation is this evening, right? It looks like Mom and Emma are going to visit you early today. "True, son." One of the things that Cassia did was finance an operation to remove the tumor, but despite this, the risk is still high.

Jack thought how absurd it would be for this scientist to be so medically advanced but still unable to cure even a mere cancer.

There was a moment of silence between them before Asher spoke in a hushed tone: "Jack, son, can I be honest with you? Jack replied, but he nodded, making Usher clench his fist and lower his head. "I don't know if I'll survive or not. I really want that, Jack. Really!, but if not, I want you to take care of our family." He paused for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Jack and continued, "Please, I know it's a big responsibility, but I want you to take on it for me. Jack didn't reply immediately but kept eye contact with Usher for a few seconds before replying coldly.

"OK"

Upon hearing this, Usher smiled before bursting into laughter. "M-hey, your body is weak; don't laugh like that." Jack was surprised by Asher's reaction, but the skinny man turned from laughing to making faint crying sounds; his eyes were full of tears, and his positive energy completely disappeared and was replaced by a great depression. "I-I!... I'm afraid Jack, I'm afraid of death; I wanted to take it and keep it inside me, but... but... haha how pathetic I am! I'm crying here in front of my son and giving him my responsibilities. I'm sorry, Jack; I'm sorry I wasn't the best parent; even after I tried to be, my body gave up. I'm sorry. Asher was apologizing to Jack, who was standing there without moving, his eyes getting darker and darker. "Excuse your father, Jack, he has become very tired... I am tired and afraid of death, but I am trying to throw troubles at you. Hehe, I am the worst." "You!..." Jack finally spoke, and this time his voice contained strong feelings, which surprised Usher, who looked at him. Jack was silent for a while before continuing while looking at Usher's dull eyes and raising his hand to his chest.

"You are the best father this body could dream of! And a brother to me! Usher's eyes widened, and he stepped back slightly, while Jack's posture did not change. A second passed, then another, without any reaction, until... "Pufft... ha-ha-ha-ha!" Usher was laughing, but this time there was a smile on his gaunt face. "What's wrong with you, son? The best dad in this body? That's a weird way to describe yourself, haha. Also, your reaction is, Thank you, son, I feel better." Usher paused slightly as he clenched his fist while narrowing his eyes to look at Jack. Jack, my son, I know I may sound like I'm asking for a lot, but I want one thing right now... Can I hug your old dad? Of course I don't hope it's the last time I'm going to get over this for you, but... just to make me feel good. Jack paused for a moment, but then stood up and hugged Usher gently. His emaciated father was smiling with love while embracing his son, but he did not know that Jack was currently in great pain from a headache without showing it on his face.

There were new scenes appearing in front of Jack while he was in that state.

The look of the chair that old Jack is tied to as the creepy man slowly approaches him The man had a scar on his hand and face, and he probably had a lot under his shirt. His eyes were black and cold as ice, and the smell of blood emanating from him was just like the color of his hair. Behind him, there was a group of men following him. "O officer, how do you feel?" said the man, smiling evilly. "Please... please me." The man interrupted him with a strong punch on the head that made him spit out a large amount of don't talk; you know your wife is trying to miss my man, right? Even though we offered her a lot of money to keep her mouth shut, I guess she was dumb enough not to accept it. To "To-To, too bad The man fell silent while raising the policeman's head while looking coldly. "Turn the TV on for this friend of mine. One of the followers turned on the TV, and the scene made the policeman feel pure terror. There, in a little white room, were his wife and young son, Isaac, bound and unclothed, and the flames were slowly approaching him.

Ha, here we go. This is my favorite show, haha! The flames were getting closer and closer to Isaac until they touched his bare skin, and that caused a deafening scream.

"Isaac!!!"

" Mother, this is painful, it's hurts, Mom! Dad, where are you? "

"Don't worry, my sweetheart, your father is on the way to save us. Don't be afraid...Aaaaa" The flames reached the mother and began to devour her.

"Haha, what a show, hahaha. The man was laughing with all his might, as if he were watching a comedy program, and then he turned to the policeman to find him crying while watching his wife and son burn to death while they were calling him.

"Hmm, why aren't you laughing? Didn't you like the show? That's a problem, hmmm... Aha, I know the solution! You bring the gas can here. A follower came out with a canister full of a certain gas. The man took it and grabbed the policeman's head. "Here! Take a little breath, buddy; it'll make you feel better! The policeman was forced to inhale the gas, and after a few seconds it took effect. Ha-ha-ha...haha...hahaha..." The policeman was bursting into a fit of hysterical laughter as tears streamed down his face, stained with blood and filth.

"That's better, you see? Laughing gas always makes things better. Come on, buddy, enjoy the show! One of the subordinates stood behind the policeman and grabbed his eyes and forced him to watch TV without looking away. Kaz, the policeman, was crying heartily while laughing so hard that his gums started to bleed. That contradictory scene showed extreme ugliness.

"Just take me with them."

"Hmmm? Oh no, no, you should see! I have these traditions! The man paused and smiled humanly before continuing, "In every world I must make you sheep know what despair is.... "Jack, are you okay? Jack heard Asher's voice, and he woke up from that moment, sweating a little. Jack sighed and looked around before closing his eyes and opening them again. "Yes, no problem. Oh, cool, son. You can go now. I think we'll run out of time for the visit." ...yeah see you later." "Not before I see you later! Usher said with a broad smile. Jack looked at him coldly and said, "Hmmm hmmm, Dad Jokes." "...Right…."

Jack then simply walked off.... In the evening, Emma and Sarah visited Usher and talked to him, hoping that the operation would be successful.

Unfortunately, that night, Asher Wilson died due to the failure of his body to withstand the stress of the operation.