Pain...
Pain is all he has known for hundreds of years, constant unbearable pain.
He was once a young vibrant man who took the cultivation world by storm with his revolutionary lifeforce strengthening abilities, yet now he was little less than then a shattered husk holding onto the strands lifeforce he had left.
He had grown to a point where he could dominate empires and cause the heavens to shudder, yet still it wasn't enough, 'he' had caught up with him again, like he always did and took everything from him, his family slaughtered like pigs, his sect shattered and destroyed, his cultivation crushed.
He had once again failed
He was once again not strong enough to oppose him
He had once again become complacent and indulged in the carnal sins of 'love' and 'family'
A crazed look crossed the mans face,
This would be the last time he would fail, the last time he let others hold him down, the last time 'he' would best him
The man smiled as he felt the last sliver of his lifeforce start to fade
The 4th life of Apollo Octavius was about to begin