My old enemy finally fell in love with me after rebirth three times

How snooker appeared in the forest.

This is still unknown, the screen changes so quickly that there are no clues, maybe even Snook himself has forgotten, or——some external force deliberately concealed this experience.

The face was scratched by the dark element, accidentally taken away by Katerina, and stayed in Asarg.

Everything seems to be manipulated by a pair of hands, allowing this child, step by step, to slowly walk into the trajectory of his future destiny.

The sun is setting now.

It was evening in Assarq.

Katerina said goodbye to Snooker with a smile. The owner of a shoe store was willing to accept the child as an apprentice. Although life might be a little bit harder, luckily food and clothing were settled.

The girl left with confidence.

However, she probably didn't expect that on the second day after the girl left, the owner of the shoe store sold Snoke to a potionist.

The man was wearing a purple peaked hat and a purple magic robe. He had a hooked nose and sharp eyes. He looked mean and bitter. There were thick dark circles under his eyes, which made people feel uncomfortable at first glance.

Snoke was brought into the potion master's shop. At first, everything was as usual. As a potion apprentice, he had to go to the magic prop shop to help order materials.

Although he was afraid of the mean-looking potion master in front of him, Snoke still did what an apprentice should do honestly.

But the third day.

Appearance has changed.

The black-haired child's hand was cut by the glass, and the glass containing the potion was stained with a dark green liquid, which splashed on Snoke's wound, and then - the overflow of the dark purple mist turned out to be extremely corrosive Swallow all of the thick green liquid.

The potion master had a panoramic view of this scene.

"...Do you have dark elements?" His hoarse voice was rough, as if something was growing in his throat, it was ugly.

"Dark, dark element? What is that?" A bad premonition filled Snoke's heart, his black eyes looked at the potionist who was approaching him step by step, and a trace of fear flashed in his pupils.

The man laughed, "Don't be afraid, boy, it's just an element, but it may have a bad effect on your body."

The child who was forced to retreat to the corner trembled slightly. Looking at the man's outstretched hand, he asked fearfully, "What, what bad influence?"

The voice was timid, trembling, and tinged with crying.

"Come on, come here, follow me to the basement, and I will tell you everything bit by bit." The potion master took Snoke's hand, and his rough, callused hand touched the delicate skin of the child, making his sensitive palm feel the tenderness. A little trembling.

"..." He didn't want to go.

However, the man had already dragged him into the dark room.

You can't see the light inside, and you can't see your fingers.

He was very scared and turned around to leave, but the potion master grabbed him by the collar, as if carrying some kind of livestock, squinted slightly, threw the child on the bed, and bound his hands and feet with ropes .

The pupils are frenzied and excited, and it seems that what is reflected in it at this moment is not a human being, but an experimental subject that can drive him crazy!

The potion master laughed loudly, his voice was rough, ugly and terrifying: "It turns out...it turns out that the corrosive liquid will also be swallowed by the dark element! The dark element...is really a magical existence!"

His eyes were scarlet, as if he was looking forward to the scene he was about to see.

"The external scars will be repaired by the dark element for the host... What about the internal? Will the internal?"

The man murmured, picked up the green potion on the shelf next to it, opened the lid, and stuffed the funnel into the child's mouth. Snoke's eyes widened and he whimpered piteously, but to no avail, the thick green liquid was swallowed by the potion master All poured into his mouth!

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"Woo-!!!"

The miserable and painful howling resounded in this dark and narrow space, echoing for a long time, the whole heart of the person who heard the sound was constricted, as if a pair of invisible big hands were grabbing the heart and tearing it apart!

When the sound disappeared, the liquid must have completely destroyed the vocal cords, making it impossible for Snoke to even cry out in pain.

Thick smoke came out of the funnel, and the child's neck and mouth, which had been corroded into bones, could be clearly seen.

That mouth was riddled with holes at the moment, and thick green liquid emerged from the inside of the flesh, scratched across the skin, leaving scorched black scratches, dripping on the bed, directly corroding and piercing it.

The child was in great pain, his pupils shrank sharply, his tears kept falling, and his cry became more and more shrill, like a crow that was about to die crying blood on a decaying tree. Desperation and pain intertwined and became a sharp blade, cutting his body to the side Ling Chi.

The corrosive liquid is poured into the mouth, corrodes the mouth, flows down the throat, enters the esophagus, and finally flows into the stomach.

That kind of pain, even if you just take a quick look at it, it seems that you feel it, the pain is so painful that you almost want to suffocate, life is worse than death.

Just when he was about to pass out, the dark purple mist reappeared.

They are like healing hands, gently brushing over every inch of the young man's injured skin, healing all those wounds riddled with holes.

This scene made the Potion Master even more excited, he cheered like a lunatic, and muttered "Dark Element, Dark Element!!"

It turns out that the dark element also has the ability to heal, but it is only useful to its own host.

They will choose the host body by themselves.

Regarding this discovery, the potion master laughed excitedly. He couldn't wait to take out other potions that he had concocted, wanting to test his other ideas again.

Those harmful potions full of poison and various negative effects were poured into the children's mouths one after another.

Whether it was for drinking or for external application, everything—the man grabbed the child's mouth and poured it in.

Dark pupils.

From the pain and terror at the very beginning and the death-worse, to the numbness and indifference at the end, like a puppet that has lost its soul.

The vocal cords that have been repaired over and over again are destroyed over and over again.

Even completely, even if it has been completely repaired - he no longer has the strength to send out any calls for help and wailing.

The body became a dilapidated appearance.

He walked in hell again and again, and was pulled back again and again.

—he couldn't die.

Because the dark element can always bring him back to life.

But that's not helping.

That's just—let the child experience endless pain forever in endless reincarnation.

Troy used to mock and abuse Snoke as an undead cockroach.

Even if he was tied to a boulder and sank to the bottom of the lake, he wouldn't die.

-- haunting, repulsive and irritating.

But at this moment, he suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped himself hard.

Perhaps Snoke desperately wanted to die, too.

His living life was more painful than his death.

But he didn't even have the right to die.

Resurrection, rebirth.

The unknown manipulator gave him endless reincarnation and life, allowing him to linger on this continent.

Son of Prophecy.

If that's the price of being a child of prophecy.

That would be—and it would be too depressing.

The child lying on the bed was completely silent.

Potionists are still experimenting with various potions.

Troy stretched out his hand and scattered the phantom in front of him expressionlessly.

The conscious soul is likely to be trapped in the most haunting place.

For Snooker, the first death was a turning point in his life and the most unforgettable thing.

He passed away in such a painful and cruel way, even a thousand times more tragic than ending his life with a sword.

The vision of the potionist disappeared.

The child on the bed also ushered in a change after death.

His body gradually grew, his hair was stained red with blood, and his skin became paler and paler.

Until the end, it became the most familiar appearance of Troy.

The flamboyant red hair, fair and delicate facial features, fine and slender eyelashes, and blood-red lips.

That's not rising from the ashes.

It was forced painful resurrection.

Stretching out his hand, his white fingertips were about to touch the boy with his eyes closed on the bed.

But in the next second.

—Troy's hand was caught.

The familiar red pupils.

Familiar loathing and hate.

With a hoarse and disgusting voice, he said coldly to Troy - "You have seen it all."

"Are you trying to mock me? Was it so desolate and pitiful?"

The blond boy shook his head slightly, but the pity in the blue pupils hurt Snoke's eyes even more!

"Put away your hypocrisy! Troy!" His eyes were suddenly cold, and he lowered his voice and said fiercely——

"I don't need your consolation."

"I don't want any sympathy from you."

"Cat cry mouse, don't forget, after that - the source of all my pain - is you."

Snooker was right.

The first Troy had all the shortcomings of some bad nobles.

He doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

Irritability, arrogance, arrogance, and vicious words.

He did things that deeply hurt snooker.

Be it physically or mentally.

Just as Snoke is the source of Troy's fear and loathing, so he fears and loathes Troy - and vows to defeat him.

Two people who hate each other.

Reconciliation is never possible.

"I have no sympathy for you."

"I didn't want to comfort you either."

Troy said quietly.

The red-haired young man scoffed, and looked at him mockingly, with an expression that was as expected.

"It's just—" Troy continued, "You asked me for help just now."

— “You asked me for help.”

Troy looked directly into the red pupils of the red-haired boy.

Snoke's slightly dazed expression was quietly reflected in the blue pupils.

The blond boy stood by the bed, stretched out his hand, and stroked the head of the person on the bed, lightly stating a certain fact of what happened just now: "I heard the wailing and calling for help."

"You said save me."

"Anyone is fine, anyone is fine, please come and save me."

"You said you don't want to suffer like this anymore, you want to be rescued."

"When the body was corroded by the potion——you saw me."

"You asked me for help."