
by Xeno587626
The world is unfair, even to the powerful. Victor Maxin a pinnacle of the superpower hierarchy has fallen under the hands of his nemesis, filled with regrets and unfinished goals, he ponders. “Have all my efforts and convictions have been for naught? ……. nay, I refuse to give up even if….if I must sacrifice my soul!” Unbeknownst to him, a hidden hand has been played to alter his most unfortunate fate. He hears the shout and cry of a newborn child. In his field of vision he can see a bedroom with a midwife and a middle aged man there staring at him as if he’s looking at the most precious thing. His field of vision uncontrollably look upwards, showing him the baby’s mother. It seems he has been transported to the baby’s subconscious, he can see what it sees, hear what it hears and feels what it feels, even the baby’s thoughts murmurs to his mind. It was a most ridiculous outcome. “I’m still alive?”. A young man voice echoed through the baby’s dark subconscious “Where am I, This place….so dark”. Another voice this time it was more hoarse… an old man. It appears he isn’t alone. Fate have beckons 3 unknown souls to inhabit the baby’s body. Who are they? Why have these souls gathered in this baby’s soul? And most importantly what have become of this child’s fate upon the the convergence of these unfortunate souls? Only time will tell.
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