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The Unbearable Pain
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2023-01-02 21:48:26The morning light filtered through my bedroom window, casting a soft glow on the familiar surroundings. Yet, despite the peaceful ambiance, my mind was consumed with a relentless headache, a lingering reminder of the tumultuous events that had transpired the night before.
As I gingerly rose from my bed, the weight of impending decisions bore down on me. The System binding awaited a pivotal moment that would irrevocably alter the course of my life. With determination coursing through my veins, I resolved to seek out a secluded location for the ritual—a place where I could undergo the transformation without fear of interruption.
However, my strict parents posed a formidable obstacle. Aware that every move of mine was scrutinized, I concocted a plan to escape their watchful eyes.
The evening unfolded, and as the night draped the world in shadows, I seized the opportunity to approach my mother with a carefully crafted ruse. Dressed impeccably and feigning urgency, I informed her, "Hey, Mom, I need to go out. My friend Marcus called, and we're surprising someone with a party. I have to pick him up."
Her response was a mix of concern and skepticism. "When will you come back?"
"Probably around 2 or 3 in the morning," I replied, gauging her reaction.
She raised an eyebrow, issuing a stern warning. "You better come home early, or I won't be able to save you from your father this time."
Playing my trump card, I implored, "Mom, you know Dad adores you more than me. Can you please convince him one more time, pleaseeee?" My plea, accompanied by pleading eyes, seemed to soften her resolve.
As the negotiations continued, I promised improved grades in return for her favor. Finally relenting, my mother sighed, "Okay, fine. But remember to be safe."
With a sense of triumph, I rushed out, leaving my mother waving at the doorstep. The night air greeted me, charged with both anticipation and apprehension.
Upon reaching the abandoned construction site, I ascended to the third floor, where the event hall was intended to be. A solitary space awaited, providing the perfect setting for the mysterious binding process. Seated in the middle of the desolate floor, I summoned the Supernatural Divine Godly Power System.
Ping!
"Host is required to bind with the System."
Summoning courage, I commanded, "System, start the binding."
Ping!
Ping!
"The System will bind with the Host's mind in 10 seconds."
Counting down, the mechanical voice echoed in the space. My heartbeat quickened as the seconds ticked away. When the countdown reached zero, a surge of agony enveloped me, as if a million needles pierced my head. My consciousness wavered, but the pain kept me tethered to reality.
For 20 excruciating minutes, I endured the otherworldly torment—a process that felt like my very essence being torn apart and reassembled. The System's voice echoed, announcing the completion of the binding with my mind.
As relief washed over me, I heard the ominous declaration, "System will start binding with the Host's body in 10 seconds."
An eruption of pain ensued, surpassing anything I had ever imagined. The sensation of being devoured by a multitude of ants, the agony seeping into my bones—each second felt like an eternity. A fervent curse escaped my lips as I battled through the pain.
The torment persisted for ten minutes, only to be succeeded by a new sensation—an intense heat that consumed me from within. Unbeknownst to me, my body emitted steam, and my skin, covered in black ashes, began to glow with a radiant golden light that pierced the night sky.
The commotion attracted the attention of onlookers who believed it to be a mere spectacle. The golden light continued to radiate, casting an ethereal glow over the deserted construction site.
After an hour of enduring the binding process, I rose from the floor, feeling reborn. My body, while retaining its familiar appearance, exuded a newfound strength and vitality. A golden pillar of light marked the transformation that had taken place.
The System's voice resonated once more, announcing my successful binding with the Supernatural Divine Godly Power System. The details flashed before my eyes—my name, age, and newfound status as a cultivator practicing mortal cultivation.
"Congratulations, Host has Successfully Binded with the Supernatural Divine Godly System"
Hosts name: Danial Crawford
Age: 17
Status: Cultivator
Cultivation: Mortal cultivation
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