The man walked to the next blade as he laughed with pure and unrestrained joy. When Locux tried to look at the blade the man was walking to, he momentarily lost his vision and felt his eyes burn. The feeling was quick and intense. “Oh, don’t look at the blade hahaha.” The man took great joy in the pain Locux was feeling. Locux learned his lesson the first time and decided it was best to not look at the blade. Furthermore, Locux started to hate this guy after being tortured for what seemed like days. Locux knew the man was gaining joy from his misery and screams. If my screams and misery cause you happiness then I’ll take that away for you. If I must suffer then I will suffer on my terms. I will suffer in silence. In that moment Locux chose to finally take control. He didn’t have sufficient strength to control the world, people, and his situation but he had the power to control how he reacted. He was aware of his powerlessness but he also knew that he had power. “Ok kid, ready? Let’s hear those sweet screams.” The man was preparing to enjoy this to his fullest. He took the blade and beginning cutting Locux into pieces but he didn’t hear any screaming. Locux didn’t even let out a whimper as he was being cut apart. What’s with this kid? Is this blade faulty? “You’re a lucky kid. It seems as though there is something wrong with this blade. We’ll just go on to the next blade.” The man dejectedly walked away with a sigh. One could tell that he greatly enjoyed creating fear and chaos. While he was picking up the next sword he looked back to Locux and just saw him laying down with his eyes looking straight up. He didn’t seem to care about what was the next blade. The man smiled when he saw this. He’s in shock haha. The kid is just waiting to wail and scream. Fear is eating away at him “Blade 33, kid. It only gets worse from here. You still have 633 blades to go.” He started cutting with Locux with the blade again. He made sure to miss a single body part and yet not a single scream was released from Locux. He continued looking up with complete silence. He didn’t acknowledge the man at all. It was as if he wasn’t there and the torture wasn’t happening. The man became nervous at the sight of this and decided to check on Locux to see if something was wrong. He scanned Locux with his power and found nothing wrong with him. This made him slightly angry. “Good, good, let’s see how long you can keep up your tough act.” He said deviously and then went on to the next blade. “Blade 34.” “Blade 40.” The man was really angry at this point. His spirit had been stuck in this bead without contact with the outside world for so long and he wanted to enjoy this time. He was somewhat happy when he saw his ‘toy’ appear in the bead. He thought it would be fun until his toy eventually broke but that’s not how it was turning out. The kid before him didn’t seem human at this point. It was as if the kid stopped feeling pain altogether. The man never met a human like Locux before. “Blade 135” “Blade 666” This was final blade and yet Locux didn’t even care. He had long since entered a special state. He felt nothing in this state. Space and time didn’t account for anything while he was in this state. Locux didn’t know how a God felt but he at that moment he felt like a God. Nothing could control him. His mind was his and no one could take that away from him. “Kid.” “Kid” “Kid!” The man was trying to get Locux to pay attention to his words. Locux heard a voice yelling and noticed that it was the man’s voice so he lazily responds. “What?” “We’re done here. You passed. You have the right to become the master or the chaos origin bead.” The man said dejectedly. He was obviously not happy. He was the almighty spirit of the chaos origin bead. What right did this stupid kid have to become his master? This all felt ridiculous to him. He thought the kid would have given up and submitted in the beginning. “I passed?” Locux was stunned for a second. He didn’t think he could make it when he was subjected to torture under the first 30 or so blades but he unexpectedly made it through. At that moment he knew he only passed due to his change of mindset. He only passed when he realized that he was too weak to complain about his lack of power and control. All of his complaining made no difference and only when he chose to suffer in silence did he gain strength and power.

“What is this bead?” Locux was curious as to what this bead was and what it could do.