CH 100

Yulan could remember it again and again. He could see it over and over and over again in his dream.

He could remember the disgust, the rage, the hatred, and the resentment of those days, thrown at him for being born with the pair of golden eyes.

No matter how much it hurt, it was never enough, no matter how much he grinded it down until it was turned into a mess, there was no end to it. The past, which exists nowhere else in the world, will always haunt him. If this was a curse, if this was the price to pay, then he wasn’t the right target. Yulan himself couldn’t imagine a better way to corrode his spirit.

The days Violette was dragged into hell. The days of judgment when the fools, unaware of their own sins, forced everything on her alone. Shaming herself for unconsciously believing in God, and knowing that she was worthless and unable to do anything about it still hoped for people’s recognition.

Yulan decided not to forgive this world, which was cruel to both him and her.