Buried Memory [2]

[Consuming comprehension of law]

[Consumi—]

[Perf—]

***

Six hours passed.

Six hours, 20 minutes.

Six hours, 31 minutes.

Six hours, 42 minutes.

Six hours, 53 minutes.

Six hours, 54 minutes.

With each passing moment, the searing pain that threatened to consume me whole intensified.

It was as though a billions of needles were piercing my heart, each sensation a symphony of torment that echoed through the very core of my being.

The pain intensified even more after six and an half hour finished, a relentless onslaught that threatened to overwhelm my senses.

Every fiber of my being screamed in agony as waves of searing pain coursed through my body. 

It felt as though every part of my being was being torn apart and rebuilding. 

The air crackled with energy as I sat crossed leg on the ground, sweat pouring from my whole body.