On that fateful day, the battle erupted in a violent crescendo, engulfing the land in a symphony of chaos. A young boy, armed with nothing but his indomitable will, stood amidst the swirling tempest of conflict. The air crackled with tension, heavy with the acrid scent of smoke and the metallic tang of blood...
With each swing of his makeshift weapon, a crude blade fashioned from scraps, The boy fought with the desperation of a wounded animal. His movements were fueled by a mixture of raw instinct and a burning desire for survival. He dodged and weaved through the onslaught, his senses honed to a razor's edge...
The clash of steel and the screams of anguish echoed around him as enemy soldiers closed in, their intent clear in their eyes. the boy's heart pounded in his chest, adrenaline coursing through his veins. He parried, blocked, and struck with a mix of precision and untamed fury...
But outnumbered and outmatched, the odds were against him. Pain tore through his body as blades cut deep into his flesh, leaving trails of crimson in their wake. His breath came in ragged gasps, each inhalation a struggle. Yet, he refused to surrender, his eyes blazing with an unwavering determination...
In a desperate bid for survival, The boy unleashed a final, blistering assault. Every ounce of his strength was poured into each strike, fueled by the fire of resilience that burned within him. But even heroes have their limits, and as the battle reached its crescendo, Ye Yong's body succumbed to the onslaught...
His knees buckled beneath him, and he fell to the ground, a broken and battered soul. The cacophony of battle faded to a distant hum as pain enveloped him, seeping into his very being. Agony radiated from his wounds, each breath an arduous task. The world around him blurred as his vision dimmed, fading into darkness...
In his final moments, as the sounds of war gradually faded away, His mind wandered to the poignant memories of a life he never had. The ache of abandonment and the bitter taste of solitude haunted his thoughts. He longed for the warmth of a loving embrace, the solace of companionship that had always eluded him...
With his last ounce of strength, he reached out into the abyss, hoping to grasp a flicker of humanity amidst the chaos. But destiny had other plans. Death claimed him, casting him into the eternal abyss, leaving behind a legacy of pain and unanswered questions.
even with the immense pain of death... the last moments of his life were surprisingly peaceful...
yes, it's peaceful... if their is a next life or afterlife he hoped his life will be easy..
That was his last thoughts were while tear drop along with drops of blood flowing and with a smile on his face a very peaceful meaningfull end in the battlefield while protecting his country....
Kyuushu villa....
Today is the happiest day because after many tries and giving birth to a daughter,After getting a beautiful girl as his daughter Mr.ye wished that his second child will be a beautiful boy thus their family will be complete. the mistress of the kyuushu villa miss ye finally gave birth to a beautiful boy....
The whole villa was filed with happiness and celebration Mr.ye was so happy that as soon as his son born he gave away five billion worth of property to his son.....
all the employees of his company also recieved generous rewards and now all big and small families of jiangbei are attending the banquet held for Mr.Ye's son...
among all the noise
the centred of this all the new baby boy at this time...
huh! what the hell is going on?