ch-4: psycho family

The night unfolded its tapestry of darkness, vibrant with ominous colors. In this obscure setting, a silver sword displayed its elegance, reflecting the moonlight filtering through a small window. Silence and foreboding filled the room, creating an atmosphere tinged with unsettling strangeness. It was unfathomable that a son would dare to wield a sword against his own mother.

The woman's eyes gleamed with bloodlust as she witnessed her son's defiance. A sly smile adorned the corners of her mouth. In an instant, her bare hand seized the gleaming sword, while the other swiftly reached for his neck, effortlessly lifting him up.

Crack… crack… cracked.

The sword shattered into pieces.

"Hehehehhehehheheheheh, Mother, ji ji, Did that wicked women deser that title, that two face women , i am the noe your true mother my child "

She released Zen's neck, but before he could exhale a sigh of relief, her hands gripped his face, her nails piercing his skin.

" my son zen , I am the one who bore the pain of your birth, i am the carry you inside by womb.

burdened with the responsibility of raising you, molding you into a man. Without me, you are nothing, yet you call that woman your mother? A woman who only knows how to shed tears.

Child , don't hate your mother , every cut on your skin excruciate me more than you , but i have to suffer for responsibility to molding you into a man"

Zen cried in pain

"Aaahh… aaaah, if she's your my mother, tell me, which kind of mother digs her nails into her child's face? Does a mother torture her son every day? Does a mother throw her son into a dark prison? Does a mother torment her child from the day of his birth until he's 17 years and 9 months old?"

Blood poured from ten holes in his face, dripping onto the white floor. His vocal cords were cracked and swollen, but nothing could silence the loudness of his hatred.

Zen's eyes held an unexplained emotion as he stared at the woman before him.

From the moment he was a fetus in his mother's womb, he could see glimpses of this new world through eyes.

From the darkness of a prison cell to sudden soul travel through multiple multiverses and dimensions, crossing into a stone giant circle wheel at the center point of the Omniverse, engulfed by a super black hole swallowing billions of stars and splitting them out.

How he still had intact memories of past lives, he was unaware. Nor was he interested to know, for as a level 1000000 novel reader, he was perfectly aware of what was happening.

"Finally, the end of a boring life, a world of magic and cultivation. Whatever I am, I'm coming to conquer you."

With all kinds of possibilities and imagination, he was projected into the small fetus of a woman from the royal family, with multiple women taking care of her.

1. Learn every magic in the world, become the strongest, kill demons, save the world, become a hero, marry a beautiful girl, and enjoy the rest of his life.

2. Enjoy his royal life with his sweet mother, fight royal battles, become a ruler, and marry many wives.

3. Embark on an adventure, make lots of friends, kill demons, and marry beautiful women.

4. Become the wealthiest using modern Earth knowledge and marry many girls.

However, the harsh reality differed greatly from his dreams. Instead of being a hero born without power or a villain with overwhelming strength, he found himself burdened with a rare congenital disorder known as Bond Limitations, restricting his gene sequences. He was a side character with limited growth, no matter how many swords he swung.

The woman's expression shifted slightly at Zen's revelation, but she quickly returned to her former demeanor.

"Does it feel depressing and tormenting? It's nothing compared to what this cruel World. Hundreds of wolf and Hynes are waiting at outside to you make any mistakes and they get chance to tear your skin in into pieces "

Zen retorted, "The world was cruel in the past, and it will remain cruel in the future, no matter how many heroes are born or die. Will making me suffer make any difference? At least with some love , i can accept importance of existence , Which never connect from you "

Her frustration was evident as she spoke. "Ji, ji, rebellious child, tell me, will love protect you from someone strong piercing your delicate throat? That two-faced woman is more villainous than I am. She sold her soul when she was pregnant. Don't you feel curious why?"

John, expressing his confusion, wondered, "How can he know?"

The woman continued, "Ji, ji, jealousy led her to perform forbidden blood rituals, without thought of risking her child's life.

Ji, ji, at least you should feel happy. I only punished you with prison. That woman's true desire was to bury alive a child with weak genes before he could even step into the world."

She relaxed her grip, and Zen's face showed no surprise or horror. Everything was predicted and observed by him. Zen thought, "It's all because of her origin; she's suffering from multiple personality syndrome. On top of that, you've added another personality inside her."

But in truth, Zen wasn't entirely sure. Since birth, he had suspected his mother was possessed by a ghost, but her changing personalities pointed more towards Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID). In other words he confused what kind of plot is that ? All time he felt confusion which real and ghost .

"Since the day has come, my duties as your mother have already ended. I am going now. You can enjoy the love of your real mother, ji ji. I also look forward to seeing your crying face after the results of the ceremony when you come begging me for power."

Zen's face contorted with disgust at her last words, which stung like paper cuts on his wounds.

Bang.

Before he could utter another word, ruthlessly, his lifeless body was thrown to the ground by her.

"I am an idiot, showing off power in front of a monster."

From his frontal bone to his xiphoid process, his sternum crashed onto the prison floor.

Before leaving, she threw ten black bottles on his body. As the bottles made contact, they shattered into pieces, and a dark fluid seeped into Zen's body.

All vision of the process reached its end. The last thing he saw was the ghostly woman returning to her gentle and ideal form. She belonged to the Night Ghost species, evolved from Death Sae Island—a species with a predisposition for psychotic behavior and multiple personality disorders. Despite appearing as the most gentle woman in the kingdom, she had locked her child inside a prison for seventeen years.

"Son, what happened to you? Someone, call an ambulance!" a loud shout reverberated. The woman trembled, looking at the half-dead boy on the ground, and her cries echoed through the corners of the villa.

Zen's mother, who had returned to her consciousness, shouted, "Madam, did you call?"

Two men dressed as modern-day doctors appeared. The royal doctor team, always ready to serve the royal family, immediately responded to her cry even before the guards arrived.

She asked the doctors, "Look at my child. What happened to him?"

The doctor replied, "Madam, his condition is very critical. We need to take him to the hospital."

The doctors quickly examined his condition and proposed solutions. Both placed their hands on Zen's body, extracting a golden crystal that evaporated into a ray of light, disappearing from the scene.

"Madam, Ialready called the doctors when I heard your loud sound. They'll be here in a second." A woman with a mature body but a very young face in a tight servant dress appeared.

She said, "Spring, they've already taken him to the hospital. Quickly, get the car ready. We're going there too."

A black Jaguar F-Pace, a premium Adison, was parked in front of the giant hospital situated in the middle of Light City. The woman stepped out of the car, drawing the attention of everyone around. In this world, the sight of a car on the road was a rarity, limited to the royals and the affluent nobility gifted under the emperor's authority.

Unperturbed by the gazes of onlookers, the woman hurried towards the hospital. She entered the elevator and pressed the VIP button, bathing herself in a golden light that made her vanish in a flash.

*Wave Light Transmission (WLT):* A magical method involving a storage crystal, invented by the same person, allowed one to travel at the speed of light. However, it wasn't something one could simply purchase with money. A single crystal was worth a fortune of entire year of mid ranking kingdom.

The woman figure materialized in front of the emergency ward but was halted by the doctor's greeting. "I've seen a hundred queens, and it's my greatest pleasure to see you." The doctor dared not meet her eyes while speaking.

Zen's mother, now in tears, asked the doctor, "How is my son's condition? Why did you take him to the emergency ward?"

Seeing the tearful face, the doctor felt an unconscious chill. "Madam, he has three fractures in his femoral bone, his vocal cord is already broken in half, and his blood volume has dropped by 50%. But don't worry; we found a rare Neitherian fluid in his blood. With the young lord's rate of recovery, he should be discharged by the night."

Zen's mother, with a mix of relief and anxiety, questioned, "Are you saying he can really recover by tonight?"

In her evil personality, hidden thoughts surfaced. "Why does this child still survive? No, I can't allow him to live. Kill that trash before the ceremony. Think of the lord and those... individuals. Do you want to shame yourself in front of them?" She began biting her nails.

The doctor reassured her, "My queen, don't worry. The Neitherian fluid will enhance his recovery rate by 789%."

"Madam, madam! How is the young master?" A cute humanoid maid entered the hall, gasping for breath, her face flushed red.

Zen's mother, concerned, asked, "Spring, is he alright? Why are you out of breath? You could have used the stairs; it's only the 50th floor."

The maid, named Spring, replied, "Madam, I... I'm truly afraid of using the lift , that why came with stairs.

It's not a big deal. Thank goodness Young Master is safe. Madam, you don't have to worry about Young Master; I will take care of him. You can take some rest."

Looking at Spring's sparkling eyes, the mother couldn't deny her request and headed towards her room after casting a last glance at Zen.