Having his eyes gouged out, Yila's life actually fell into a brief period of stability, as he could no longer see the eye of the wealthy household that had given him peace for a few months.
But afterwards, the lack of eyes became another source of their dissatisfaction.
What followed was seemingly endless brutal beating and abuse.
"You are definitely not our child, don't pretend to be so happy!"
"Damn brat, why did you survive, why did my child die..."
Jealousy, insanity, grief, sorrow, all these emotions mixed together, eventually brewing into the darkest of poisons.
Perhaps before Yila went mad, his adoptive parents had already lost their minds.
Until the end, it was once again in the middle of sleep.
Feeling like he couldn't catch his breath, Yila saw his 'mother' choking him with a sinister expression.
