《Shut Up: You Nymphomaniac Evil Sword》speak of cao cao
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Suddenly he was reminded of something his uncle had warned him about. Lightning striking down on the hills before heavy rains were really dangerous.
" Fuck... I need to run, there are no big trees in the surroundings. I am a sitting duck, I need to enter the forested area quickly "
He ran for cover, but it was already late 'Speak of Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrives.'
Boom... kachak...
The enormous lightning got attracted to the only thing that stood upon the barren hill slope.
The massive amount of electricity struck directly over Sam's head, major amounts of it passed through his skin burning it with the heat and went into the earth.
A minor amount of current entered his brain but was enough to short circuit it.
The electricity passed through his pineal gland like breaking a shell and a portion of the electricity got absorbed into it, activating something, the rest of the current passed from the brain to his spinal cord and neurons.
While passing through his chest a minor amount of the current was absorbed into the thymus gland in between his lungs and disappeared again .....
Passing further through the spine it reached the end and somewhere two finger gaps below the navel inside the body where the so-called mystical Dantain should have existed, a small portion of the electricity disappeared again.... All of this happened within seconds.
Aaaah.....
"Fuck you Cao Cao..."
The immense pain of high voltage current passing through his body was unbearable... But the pain didn't last long as his neurons, which send the message of pain, were already fried.
There was only darkness in front of him as his eyes had already been burned... No sounds could be heard as the thunderclap had already broken his ear drums and blood was oozing out of his ears.
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He couldn't feel his body as his neurons were burned and the sense of touch lost, his tongue was also paralyzed taking away his taste.
The only sense that still worked even a little was, the sense of smell and the only smell that he was getting, was that of his burned flesh...
If someone were to look from the skies they would see that, on the mountain slope a small crater has been created.
Smoke was coming out of it and at the center of this charred crater a burned figure was taking his last breaths.
His iris have become white, the skin was burned black and cracked, there was some twitching on certain body parts which were slowing down..
As he was close to death, his consciousness was fading away.
There was no more thoughts in his mind, With his other four senses being incapacitated the only sense remaining was the sense of smell.
But unknown to him his whole fading consciousness became focused on this one sense and slowly his consciousness entered his breathing.
For some unknown reason he could understand the whole process of breathing.
Air going into his nose passing through neck all the way into the lungs and coming back and going out through his nose.
As his consciousness continued to fade away, the concentration on his breath was also increasing.
Now he could feel oxygen being sucked in and carbon dioxide exhaled out, but his breathing has become slower, for some unknown reason he knew it was not the breathing that was slowing down but his body giving away its life as he was dying.
But a miraculous thing started happening all of a sudden as his concentration on the breath increased, so did the number of breaths taken in a minute.
Soon he realized it was not the number of breaths that increased, but the time taken for a single breath that has decreased and this was because the air that was inhaled was not going all the way into the lungs but was returning from half way.
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All of a sudden he began to realize that, the more he concentrated, the less time it took to complete each breath.
Within a little time the inhaled air that was going into his nostrils started returning after only going up till the neck, and this length of the breath was becoming shorter and shorter...
Soon the length of breath became so short that the inhaled air only went only two finger widths, length under the nose and was exhaled out.
As his consciousness was going to fade away completely, His last thoughts were
" I wish, I won't be this weak in my next life, hit by some random lightning and dying, feels really pathetic.
It is not fair, why should I die like this, why should I... I will not submit to this fate, I will destroy this fucking fate I will destroy this destiny.
I am so angry... I want to destroy everything..... Just shred and rip apart everything before me with my bare hands.... I will devour everything in front of me... Ha.. I am losing my consciousness..... I am weak... No, I will not succumb to this.. I will fight.... ."
As that thought manifested in his mind, a special kind of energy was released from his third eye. It was not exactly an energy, but a vibration, a will and it went into the place where his tongue was attached to the mouth.
where in an atomic vibrational level, a ball formed from white energy strings was continuously vibrating at a specific frequency.
The vibration from the third eye reached the string ball and the ball split into two and one of them started transforming, the frequency of vibration started slowing down and stopped.
As it stopped the white strings started turning black and the black strings merged together to form a black ball.
which then transformed into a black human shape sitting cross legged in a meditative position.
It had long golden hair, there was a triangle on the stomach of the body and there were four symbols inside the triangle which connected together to form a fifth symbol....
At the same time everything became still for Samuel and he knew he was dead.
But for some unknown reason he knew this was not real death since his consciousness remained even though his body was in a state of death..…
After some time for some unknown reason his consciousness started fading away, but he could feel some kind of energy was entering his body and his own consciousness instead of fading away was entering into a state of deep sleep..…
Time passed by, heavy rain was falling over a certain mountain range and on the slope of the tallest mountain, there was a scorched crater formed from a lightning strike and water was filling it.
But the mysterious thing was that there was nothing inside it, other than some bits of burned clothing....
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