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Prologue:

People think suffering makes one stronger, but in reality, most are tormented by suffering to the point of disfigurement.

They are weakened, disabled, barely hanging onto life, until they die.

“Shh, don’t rush to act yet. Let’s confirm the guard’s patrol route once more.”

In the noisy train, someone was whispering, conspiring about something.

Noland Lee’s vision was pitch black, his eyelids as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t lift his upper eyelids, let alone open his eyes to see who was murmuring beside him.

What’s going on…

Am I not in my own home?

Why can I hear the sound of the train wheels and strangers talking?

Oh, I remember now.

I stayed up too late last night and fell asleep at the table before closing my computer. The sounds of the train and conversation must be coming from the sound system.

Noland Lee’s senses were slowly recovering.

The pungent smell of cheap tobacco entered his nose, causing it to itch.

However, as his body was unresponsive and he couldn’t move his limbs, Noland Lee could only silently endure the discomfort.

Meanwhile, the swaying sensation of the moving train became much clearer.

Noland Lee could feel the vibrations of the wheels rolling over stones.

The subtle details felt so real that it instantly overturned Noland Lee’s previous assumption.

Am I not at home?!

Noland Lee was shocked.

He tried again to lift his eyelids but still couldn’t open his eyes.

Considering the whispers he heard earlier, a disconcerting thought popped into his head..

Was he kidnapped?

these days, even buying a ticket for a green-skin train requires an ID. Which kidnapper would abandon a car and transport a person

did that guy

“guard’s” patrol

be a service

that Noland Lee knew, yet he could understand it

Lee took a deep breath,

the person who had

side. When he passes us, trip him up, and I’ll break the window.

person speaking was sitting on Noland Lee’s

as his voice faded, another man’s voice

kid’s eyes are moving. He seems to be waking up.

worry about him. He won’t wake up anytime soon. He must be dreaming. I poured all the sleeping powder I brought secretly

wants to go can go. We brothers won’t. I’d rather jump off the train and die than go to that ghost place… Shh, the guard is

on either side

heard their heavy breathing and the

took, the wooden floor let out a grating noise that

Lee, so he forced himself to calm

can

and it was

now was right between two people

weakness, the inability to open his

who were conspiring apparently drugged someone else on the same train because they

could only feel a wave of

should he do now? If these two failed to

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, lift

row of seats, lifting

hear me? Lift your head and

he struggled to lift his eyelids, finally peering through a hazy slit to see the scene in front of

with a cracked surface and

hung from the ceiling, swaying left and right as the carriage

barely illuminated the guard’s

cigarette with glowing embers

guy just call

Sin Soldier…

was not a good title. The body he occupied had seemingly gotten into serious

Lee Jarvis, open your eyes

Noland Lee’s eyelids open

weakly to the light, and

something wrong with Sin Soldier

shouted towards the front of

unidentified white powder at the corners of his

approached from afar as multiple guards hurried from the distant

Noland Lee

simultaneously let out a low

“Now!”

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