Chapter 5197 (Five Thousand One Hundred and Ninety Seven) is even heavier

“It’s very uncomfortable… I’d rather die than live.” The man said, “I feel like I’m not only going to stay in… the darkness and cold… but I’m also going to be eaten by it bit by bit. Although… I don’t know if it will really be like what it said… but I… I can’t help but believe what it says.”

“So what did you do?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I… screamed in pain… I said either save me or kill me…” the man said, “I said I… don’t want… to be like this now. Absolutely not… I said no several times…”

The Gray Hands asked again, “Would you rather be killed by those people at this time?”

“At this moment… I’m not willing to be killed… but… I’m even less willing to be tortured like that.” said the man.

“Apart from the cold and darkness, do you think your torture has much to do with your inner self?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Big! Very big!” the man said, “Too scary! And hateful! At this point… I don’t seem to be so worried about whether I can get out alive… It’s just… I just can’t stand this kind of… torture in my heart. I feel like I’m… going crazy… or I should say… I’m already very crazy in my heart.”

The Gray Hand asked, “What did you say again?”

“I said it.” The man said, “I said I… I would rather not get out alive… I told them: ‘You… come on!’ ‘Do it!'”

“Is anyone coming?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“No.” said the man.

“You just said that there were iron shackles in the light. Are there still iron shackles there now?” asked the man with gray hands.

“It’s gone.” The man said, “It’s gone a long time ago… In fact… it was gone… before.”

“When?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“When the heart shackles disappear.” said the man.

“What about the iron shackles on your body?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“It disappeared too,” the man said. “Was it also when the heart shackles disappeared?” the Gray Hand Man asked.

“Yes,” the man replied.

The Gray Hand Man asked again: “Then can you move on your own?”

“It seems like I can move… I can lower my head… or do some other movements… but… but no matter what I do… I can’t move away from where I am.” said the man.

“Do you feel that you have been freed from the shackles?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“No.” The man said, “I even feel… my hands and feet are still bound by something very heavy… like iron shackles… but different… that invisible thing is heavier than the iron shackles… although I can move… but I can only move in the same place…”

“Did you look down?” the Gray Hand Man asked.

“I looked,” the man said, “but I didn’t see anything…”

“Is it because it’s dark or because there are no objects?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Because… it’s dark.” The man said, “So I moved my legs on purpose… Actually… I can move them freely, but… they still feel… heavy. I even feel… that heaviness… is transmitted from my heart to… my body.”

“From your heart to your body?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes.” said the man.

The Gray Hand Man asked, “What do you think it has to do with?”

“I think it has something to do with…the heart shackles.” said the man.

(End of this chapter)