Walker Of The Worlds

The Lost immortal lived in the orphanage till he was of eight years of age. At that time, the orphanage was shut down and nearly all the children living there were left with no choice but to leave. Only the very young children were able to get transferred to other orphanages.

The lost immortal was one of the unfortunate ones that had to leave the orphanage. He didn't know what to do, thus he just begged on the streets. Years went by and when he was thirteen years of age, he accidentally offended one of the officials of the kingdom when he came in front of his carriage.

He was punished with imprisonment and was beaten up harshly. His body was already weak and malnourished thus it was with great fortune or perhaps misfortune that he survived it. While in the prison, he was forced to work as a slave and did various jobs and tasks.

One of the most dangerous tasks was the task of mining. Hundreds of prisoners would die every month, and it was nearly considered as a death sentence. The lost immortal was lucky to not get selected for the job since he was too weak and scrawny to do it.

Even in the prison, he would have to bear the beatings of the guards and the other prisoners. He didn't fight back and just bore with it. He had seen what happened to others that fought back and anyway he was not strong enough to resist.

More years passed by and the lost immortal was now seventeen. By now he had grown a lot and had surprisingly built up some muscle. Ironically, he was getting better food in the prison than he did when he was a beggar or back when he was at the orphanage.

But with his better condition, the lost immortal came to the notice of the guards and was selected for the mining job. He had nearly given up hope at that time and knew that this would be the end for him. Still unable to resist, he was forced to do it.

A month later he was shifted to the mines and started working there. The conditions were worse than the prison there, and he had a tough time at the start. He would get small injuries such as cuts and scrapes every day.

In just his first week, he had witnessed around a hundred prisoners die. Watching the process over and over had made him numb, and he became closer to a doll than a person. Eventually, a year passed by and there came a day when a large collapse had happened in the mine.

Something had destabilized the ceiling, and rocks had started falling from the top. All the prisoners ran towards the surface to escape their imminent death and pushed others in the process. The lost immortal was lucky enough to reach the halfway point when he suddenly saw a large boulder shifting from the walls of the tunnel.

He saw that the boulder was about to hit an old man. He didn't know what happened to him, but he lunged forward and pushed the old man aside, saving his life in the process. But unfortunately for the lost immortal, his own leg got crushed under the large boulder.

tried to save him. All except the old man that he had

move after being pushed down to the ground. But a little time later, when the nearby people had moved away and the sounds of shouts had calmed down, he

in a place like this. And the person that saved him was even a young man that perhaps had some life ahead of him. Unable to bear the gratitude that was rising within his heart, the old man tried

lost immortal kept screaming in pain and the old man was not strong enough either. The collapsing tunnel had finally stopped shaking, and the rocks had stopped falling. At the very

surface after a rough two hours. By now, the lost immortal had screamed his throat hoarse and had passed out unconscious. The overseers of the mine didn't pay any heed to the injured and dead prisoners. For them, they were just expendable

he couldn't work and was

took care of him in this period and gave him food. In a surprise

the wrinkles on his face reduced. The other prisoners paid no attention, so these changes went unnoticed for everyone except for

on certain places on his leg and the pain that he had would decrease. During this period, the lost immortal never talked and even

healed. He was shocked, as he knew that this should have been impossible. The only people that could heal from injuries were the cultivators, and he knew for sure that he

He asked the old man if he was a cultivator and received the answer that he indeed was. Shock filled his body as he would have never expected this. To him, cultivators were people beyond his understanding and were people that belonged to the

here as a prisoner. A cultivator would have been strong enough to escape the prison, anyway. The old man then told him of his story and how he was crippled and

this kingdom to put him in the prison. Unable to fully get over the betrayal,

Immortal until he saved him. He thought that he now finally had a purpose in

that he was able to cultivate again. The injuries that had been restricting him had actually healed over the years,

sworn to return and also help his savior. The old man finally asked the lost immortal a question he would have

cultivator. To this question,

the lost

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~Sigh~

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