Yu Lan was grinning as he continued with his devilish work.
'Lucifer isn't the devil. HE IS!' Iwan mumbled as he tried to step back but the moment he tried that, his body felt like it was glued to the ground.
"You shouldn't try that. Well, you can try it but you won't be able to move. HAHAHA~" Laughs covered Iwan while his mind was overflowing with the pain that he was sensing around his eyes.
A headache.
A sore feeling.
A wound's pain.
A burning sensation.
Any type of painful sensation that one could name, Iwan felt them all, thirty times per second.
His mind was close to entering the last stage which was also the point where a person is medically called a mental patient ( or as your dear friends call you, a retard ).
'I have to hold on.' Iwan screamed in his head as he fought off the growing pain while Yu Lan was having the time of his life.
