Omibella held Charles with both hands. Charles felt a shiver ran down his spine as countless thoughts echoed in his mind: some jubilant, some tender, others full of sanctity, some wicked to the extreme, and still others filled with indescribable obscurity...
The onslaught of thoughts nearly caused Charles' brain to explode.
At the same time, he also felt his life force, soul, consciousness, memory, and all the Secret Techniques he had cultivated over his lifetime being extracted by a mysterious force. Charles could see his own body withering at a visible rate, his heart filled with panic, wanting to stop the loss, but a childlike voice suddenly rang in his mind: "Is it Daddy?"
Charles couldn't help but respond, "Yes, it's Daddy!"
A little girl's voice called out joyfully, "I knew it, Daddy! You're the best to me."
"And to think that you gave me such a grand palace."
Charles was confused, wondering where such a grand palace had come from?
