She thought she was going to die. But when she woke from her unconscious state, she found herself floating in mid-air, completely unharmed.
The pain she'd just felt seemed like nothing more than an illusion.
She looked around. The air was filled with the singing of birds and the scent of flowers—it was a paradise on earth. She had just started to turn her head...
...when she was instantly constricted again. CRACK! CRACK! Her fingers, wrists, arms... Every inch of bone was brutally snapped.
Once again, the pain caused her to pass out.
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She didn't know how long she had been there, nor how many times her bones had been broken.
All she knew was that every time she woke up, her bones would be brutally snapped once more. Again and again, it was a cycle without limit, without end.
In the beginning of this process, which felt like being ground to dust time and time again, Su Ye would still scream out in pain.
