Jiao Long did not expect that cursing at his ancestors would end up with him being sent to a different world, being sold, being kidnapped... He would call this an experience of a life time if he weren't always on the edge of life. Furthermore, a co...
He disappeared again... how dare he disappear in front of me...
Does he not want me?
Abandon me?
...
He made my heart feel the oddest of things, odd but warm, yet he leaves
...
I will find him...I WILL
And when I do, I will chain him down, lock him up, shut him away, tie him up.
So long as I have him again... He will not get away.
A FEW YEARS LATER
It's only been a few days...
Months...
Years...
half a decade...
JiaoLong Ah, you bastard , when will you come back?
After JiaoLong disappeared, MinZhe developed an unhealthy habit of drinking whenever he had a job to complete. At first he got tipsy and got involved in pointless fights. but as time flowed on even alcohol couldn't give him a second of freedom in his mind. He now only continued to drink alcohol because it became a habit. His face grew darker and darker day by day to the point even the boss tried to avoid him. Clouds of gloom floated around his head and expanded.
Now that he was 22 he had finally matured physically. his hair grew long but he refused to have comb it tidy or trim it neat thus giving him a wild look. He grew to be at least 185 cm and towered over most of the bandits. His body had been trained to withstand attacks and to go on offence, hard muscled abs flexed with every movement, not an ounce of fat could be seen anywhere.
He never smiled.
Never ate with anyone.
And oddly enough, never killed anyone, at most he'd disable someone for life but he'd leave the killing to others.
If he hadn't blackened in his earlier years, he definitely had now.
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