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[Third Person POV]

After being left alone, "Eric" was left in a jail cell. Any hope that he had before had disappeared, just like an illusion. His dream and his hope were all lost just like that.

The power he previously had. The friends he previously had. And the fame, all gone in a blink of an eye.

What was only left was the hollow shell of a man dead inside. The mental damage done by Charles had too much of an effect for it to heal simply.

To make it worse, he was immortal. Even if he wanted to die, it would be hard for him to do so. Charles took everything except for the immortality that he had been given. With him being in the cell, his fate would be to rot in this place forever.

"Your meal is here, I don't know why they keep sending you them when you don't need to eat..."

One of the guards handed "Eric," his food. The only good thing about the person was that Eric was not chained. With his weak power, the guards didn't have to worry about this prisoner escaping.

Even when the food was handed out, the prisoner was still unresponsive. It's been like this for a month.

The prisoner was sentenced to a thousand years' lifetime worth of imprisonment. With the people he had killed and the store he had robbed, much damage to the economy had left an impact.

"Hey, do you want the power to leave this hellscape?"

A whisper came to "Eric's" ears when he was there sitting. Those words left the most impact on him this month. He heard the phrase, "Do you want power before."

Anger welled within him upon hearing those stupid words. The last time he heard those words, he lost everything. His regret couldn't be taken back, but hearing those words turned his despair into anger.

"YOU FUCKER!!! WHERE ARE YOU??? I SWEAR I'M GOING TO SMASH YOUR HEAD."

The guard who guarded this part of the cell was shocked to see an unresponsive man screaming angrily. As his job, he had to check if there was anything wrong with the prisoners.

"WHERE ARE YOU!!!"

The angry prisoner screamed and looked everywhere around him. He used the fork that he had gotten for dinner and used it as a weapon.

"Shudda up! This job is my only relaxation. I can't have you scream and take that away from me."

As a guard, he was one of the few looking out for people like these. It was usually silent, which gave me a lot of alone time. When you call this job relaxation, it was sad hearing those words.

"SHOW YOURSELF YOU FUCKER!!!"

The man had lost it. Even with the guard talking, he ignored his words to continue to look around his room.

"Fucker..."

He cursed under his breath, not wanting to deal with someone like him. "Eric," stared at him, seeing no one but the guard.

"ARE YOU THE FUCKER THAT SPOKE THOSE WORDS?"

"Great... Just great..."

"FIGHT ME TO THE DEATH!!!"

With all his screaming, you would think he would be out of breath. The guard knew the danger the man possessed. All he needed to do was apply some sleeping medication to get him to cool down.

The guard opened Eric's cell. Even if Eric was considered immortal, the power he had was similar to a child. This fight should be easy.

"You got what you want."

"DIE!!!"

Since the prisoner did not need to hold back from the man's immortality, he quickly punched Eric and sent him flying like a rag doll. The wall was sturdy enough not to break, and the pain Eric felt should be enough for the man to inject some sleeping drugs into the prisoner. Doing so, the prisoner fell asleep.

"There... I need a raise for what I did."

With his shift over, the guard left for the day. The sleeping drugs applied to Eric were ineffective. All he did was sleep for a minute.

The anger that Eric had was inflated after being applied to drugs. He returned to his hallow self after realizing that it must all have been a hallucination.

Sitting down like a statue, the voice was once heard again.

"Hey, do you want the power to leave this hellscape?"

The color in his eyes had relit once again. He looked around, wanting to know where the voice was coming from.

Eric had truly lost it. He went to search for the voice everywhere. He even wrecked his cell, which didn't have many things.

As for the next guard that took the next shift, the prisoners were usually asleep. Now that it was night, hearing a crazy man going through his cell meant something suspicious was happening.

Jailbreak usually happens at night, so the guard here was paid more during the night. Cause if they let a prisoner escape, terrible things will happen to these guards.

Checking on what the prisoner was doing, this guard didn't know much about this inmate. He was usually asleep or quiet at night, but today was different.

"What are you doing?"

He glared at the prisoner, trying to intimidate him.

"ARE YOU PEOPLE MESSING WITH ME??? YOU'RE GOING TO REGRET IT!!!"

Eric was at a melting point. Since he couldn't see where the voice was coming from, the only possibility was the guards working in the station.

"What are you on about? You need to go to sleep."

Once again, the guard had injected a sleeping drug into Eric. After Eric fell asleep, the guard went back to his post.

What Eric heard was real, at least to his mind. Charles had sneakily cast another curse onto Eric. Since he knew his despair would be over, Charles cast a different curse that would anger Eric to the maximum.

Doing something like this was inhumane, but Charles did it for the laughs and giggles. For eternity, this would be Eric's life.