Meeting
As I traveled through the Thunder Domain with the mount I was provided with, my mind circulated in the past. Images of both happy and sad events began flashing before my eyes as if my death was about to come.
Most of the time I reject and despise the idea of reliving past memories, but in order for me to defeat my past and kill the devil that lurks in my heart and soul, I know that I have to see through them and slowly accept the sight.
In a flash, Wang Ling's thoughts flowed and the sight of him struggling to live flashed. It was dark and cold, snow continuously fell from above and his sight wavered as blood flowed out of the wound he had just received.
At the moment he was a young boy, not even six years of age, with a thin body and lacking needed nutrition. He was skin and bones and his cheeks sunken. Underneath his eyes were bags and all over his face was scattered bruise and wounds he had received throughout the years.