1. Exhausted Power
In the midst of the rampant destruction and consumption, Lin Ye’s energy was gradually depleted. The once overwhelming demonic aura slowly subsided, and the oppressive atmosphere that had filled the air began to dissipate. The evil power, which had surged like a torrent, seemed to have exhausted its source and fell into silence. As this power waned, Lin Ye’s body slowly regained a fragment of clarity, but it also brought an overwhelming sense of weakness.
His vision was blurred, and the sounds of the previous destruction and wailing, like thunder, still echoed in his ears. Gradually, his vision began to focus. He struggled to lift his hand and looked at his bloodied, mangled claws, a wave of intense nausea surging in his chest.
2. Memory Blank
When Lin Ye fully regained consciousness, he found himself lying amidst the ruins. The scene around him shocked him—this had once been the stronghold of Blackstone Hall, but now it was nothing more than broken walls and piles of corpses. The bloodstained ground was littered with severed limbs, and the air was thick with the stench of blood and smoke.
He struggled to get up and surveyed his surroundings. The figures that once bustled here were nowhere to be seen. Lin Ye’s mind was blank, his thoughts chaotic. Despite the extreme unease and fear he felt at the sight before him, he could not recall any useful details—what exactly had he done? How had these broken bodies and ruins come to be?
"What... what have I done?" Lin Ye murmured, his hands weakly gripping a broken wall, trying to steady himself. But his heart felt as though it had been swallowed by darkness, unable to bear the weight of the overwhelming fear and dread.
3. Inner Fear
As he looked at the scene before him, a sense of indescribable fear surged within Lin Ye. He realized that his memory was blank, and there seemed to be a period of time where his actions were completely out of his control. He faintly sensed that he might have done something horrible, something irreversible. Yet, no matter how hard he tried, the time he could not remember felt like it was covered by a thick fog, unable to be cleared away.
The fear in his heart grew stronger, and he began to wonder if he had already completely lost himself. What was the state of demonization? How had he been able to break free from that frenzied power? A terrifying thought began to emerge in Lin Ye’s mind: if he had once lost control, would that power strike back at him again? Could he still retain his sanity?
As his fingers weakly touched the broken corpses, his heart fell deeper into confusion and guilt. The person he once was—clear-headed and fearless—now seemed distant. Everything had become blurry. His heart was filled with anxiety and unease: “If I lose control again, will it bring even greater destruction?”
4. Conclusion
Lin Ye gradually realized that he was no longer the person he once was—clear-headed and fearless. His power had undergone a transformation, and the corruption of the demonic aura had made him uncontrollable. At this moment, the fear and guilt inside him weighed heavily on his chest, like an insurmountable mountain. In the face of the ruins and the endless unknown, could he reclaim the person he once was? Could he control the surging demonic power within him and prevent further destruction?
The road ahead was bound to be filled with difficulty and choices. How would Lin Ye face this struggle between himself and the power that resided within him?
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