The prison cell hummed in solitude loneliness, not even a guard was present inside, only Cayle and himself.

The guards all left him since all he did was commit an attempt of suicide. Although they're supposed to be keeping a high watch over him, they were slacking off instead.

Why would they stop such a suicidal guy? If he really desired to die, then he should just go off and die, ain't he?

In the first place, it was his own fault that he got himself in the prison. So, if he decides to kill himself inside, the blame wouldn't be shifted over them, the guards.

Even if he were to put up into a court, the judge would definitely side with them, the guards, instead of the victim of his own crime himself, the youth.

What could he possibly do inside the prison cell. Unless he stopped his breathing, only then would he be able to kill himself.

The sky were nowhere to be seen, only the ceiling does exist. Cayle let out a soft cry, before finally giving up. Now that he thought of it, it was his own fault that he got himself inside the prison…

… Rather, it was the fault of the b*stard who teleported him in that coordinates.

As soon Cayle hung his head low to the ground, his shoulders dropped a few confidence. When he was fighting monsters, he didn't even need to lower his confidence, and shame himself. Rather, as he fought, blood splattered like a gas leaking out of it's container. Not even a single creature could pose any danger to him, unless it was those big shots he had fought before, where he almost died.

Wait, did my wounds even healed properly…? Cayle raised his torso, and get up to stared down upon his chest. There were few scratches of seemingly blade, and battered up part upon his body.

Although he got an infinite stamina which he didn't know where it's coming from, he was always at the advantage, no matter what situation he was put into. Heck, there were even times where he was sent flying over a wall and bounced like a ball plentiful times, and still managed to stand up as if it was all nothing to him.

He's not even trying to act tough, instead even if he wanted to, he was forced to, since the unknown cold feeling always came afloat over his eyes, gleaming a dangerous hue. From it alone, he could tell that his spirit hate losing, nor being looked down more than death iteslf.

Little did it know, that in his whole life, he's always being looked down by everyone, even by his own family.

For some reason, his moistened eyes started becoming wet, and soon, a pool of tears pooled all over the edge of his eyes.

Why am I even crying… Cayle wiped away the tears trying to escape from his eyes. His memories from his previous life was the worst of all, but why is he even recalling such a scene of his whole family glaring their bladders at him, with eyes full of disgust.

Am I, a secretly masochist? The tears in the edge of his eyes continued to pool over, until it flowed down from his eyes sockets, and soon, a bitter expression appeared on his face.

The guard flinched for a second when they looked inside the prison, and glance at the youth inside the prison cell. On his eyes, there were pool of water gushing out from his eyes, as if they were a river flowing in a right direction, as soon an ugly, disgusting looked appeared on his face…

What a pitiful fellow…

I shouldn't have treated ya badly before…. The guards had their eyes moistened in sadness. There were tears about to fall off from their eyes.

Cayle didn't even know it, that he was already being pitied. Out of all, him of all thing. Sure, he was used to it, but that was when he was still a pathetic man from his previous life. But now, all of that didn't matter anymore. After all, he got a cheat system, and even an unending stamina everyone would wish for.

If Cayle only knew that the guards were pitying him, he would have gone enraged and broke out the cell, probably massacring them by now.

One of the guards whispered to the one holding the key to his prison cell, before the guard holding the key stood up from his seat.

"Roger." The guard holding a key held his voice low, and whispered his words out of the emptied air.

As soon their conversation ended, the guard started walking elsewhere, before arriving in front of the youth's prison cell…

Whooowhooo~~ The guard holding the key, hummed himself a little, before throwing the key he was holding inside the prison cell the youth currently sulking on.

"Well, going out and scouting the ruins ain't that bad that much, ain't it!?" The guard whose no longer holding the key, shouted to the other guards guarding the entrance. The place where they threw the youth was a ruins. A lost ruins. In ancient time, it was said to be used as where they kept dangerous fellow in held. However, since the place itself wasn't treated something important, even their higher ups regarded as something nothing important, so they really paid no great attention about it.

Although the ruins was huge itself, they were sure that nothing important were inside the ruins. Furthermore, there has been tons of researcher who's been researching this place for the generations, however, all of them said that it was all nothing important to be called.

The guard soon left the room, and exited the place. The interior of the ruins were vast in size, the prison cell where they're holding the youth was only a single fragnance of it. So, even if the youth get lost, they'll eventually find him inside the ruins tomorrow or at the latter date.

At least, he should be able to survive until then.

After the guard left the room, Cayle dumbfounded expression was a deadpan as he stared too deeply into the key.

Was it a trap? No matter what angle he looked at, why the guards are giving him the key…? He wasn't even close to them, furthermore, he caused them trouble, so why the sudden change of blue?

Well, as long as I can escape, such a thing didn't matter. Soon, Cayle disregarded the fact of it, before actually picking up the key that had fallen right in front of his feets as if it were intentionally done…