Chapter 23: Trial
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Amphorn was waiting for that moment anyway, so he looked straight into the camera and said:

“What? Do you all feel happy that I was sentenced to death? Let's be honest here; you, me, the judge, and all the police here know that I was framed but don’t worry, I’m not going to talk about my life and death here. But yours.

 

The truth is right in front of you, but you all ignore it and look for profit, finding ways to use someone else's misfortune to feel happy. You all sit in front of your computers and write hateful comments to make yourselves feel good.

You all think it's someone else’s business and move on, but there are at least some of you out there who feel the pain, right? You’re remembering your family members’ injustice, death, and unfair treatment, aren’t you? 

But what's the point of feeling the pain anyway, you cowards!

I’m glad I’m going to die soon; do you know why? 

Because I’d rather die than live in this country where justice can be bought with money. In a country, where people with power and status can use justice as a weapon to kill innocent people, I would rather die than breathe the same air as you all.

Did you know yesterday, an old grandpa died, he did nothing wrong; all he wanted was justice for his dead son. But justice only responds when money is involved. Poor him, he realised that too late, and he died without anybody left to bury him.

Do you think you’re all safe? No! Last night, it was that old man, today it’s me, and tomorrow it could be anyone.

It could be you, your family members, or your friends. When that happens, all you’ll be able to do is shed tears. Do you think the dead want your cowardly tears? No, what they want is justice. Justice!”

After saying all this, Amphorn quickly ran towards the police officer next to him, took the gun, and shot himself to death. Just as expected, he was pulled into the black vortex.

The people at the scene hadn’t recovered from the scolding before they knew it, Amphorn was dead, and this caused big news across the country. 

The small flame Amphorn ignited became a wildfire, ready to burn the whole country.

The innocent people who lost their family members unfairly, and other ordinary people who were hurt by those with status, became united and made a big scene.

In the president's office, a man was sitting in the main seat, staring at the video of Amphorn. He had been like that for a few hours, so his subordinate couldn’t take it anymore and said:

“Boss, how should we deal with this?”

The man put his hand on the table; he had an angel mark on his wrist. The man had a very intimidating atmosphere around him, and people couldn’t help but obey him.

“Let it be. As the new president, I was going to deal with the rats anyway; this is an opportunity. Go and tell the team to start Plan C.”

He then stared at the screen again. His subordinate took a deep breath and left him alone in the office.

In the future, because of Amphorn, the country would become one of the safest in the world. Their president was also loved by the people, but he was always alone in his life. Nobody knew why.

 

 

Amphorn opened his eyes and looked at the familiar darkness, and as expected, he was torn apart, and the black vortex sent him to a different world.

This has happened many times.

Huh, huh,

Amphorn took a deep breath to calm his breathing and looked at the black vortex in front of him with a complicated expression. 

He had been sent to different worlds through this vortex many times and had transmigrated as many people as possible.

He even started to forget what he looked like at the beginning. He never lived past three months in any world he had been through.

He never had time to rest; after he died, he was immediately sent to Abyss Prison, where his soul and body were torn apart and put back together.

There are certain things he noticed as he travelled between worlds. Every time before he died, he always had the same feeling in his heart.

 He didn’t know if there was some curse Adam put on him; he wanted to know what this Abyss Prison wanted from him.

Sigh

“I just wanted some time to breathe, but I never had a chance. I’ve tried many times, and I can’t find a way to live longer in any world. I always end up in a body that is meant to die. It’s tiring.

I don’t even have the energy to curse Adam. But one thing is certain: my soul has become more powerful than before. I even have a way of knowing the future of the body I transmigrate into, like a plot. It’s a good thing; now I can avoid dying in three months.”

And again, he was pulled into the black vortex. When he opened his eyes, he was a fifteen-year-old orphan. Amphorn looked around and noticed nobody nearby, so he started to accept the memories and the original owner's future plot.

Amphorn was a boy who grew up in an orphanage. Because of his good looks, the children in the orphanage were jealous of him, so they locked him in a dark room many times to prevent him from being adopted by a rich family.

According to the future, Amphorn's biological parents would come in a week and bring him home.

They were looking for him not out of parental love but because their adopted daughter needed a heart donor. The Lu family was rich, so they did many unspoken things without leaving any evidence.

They also had many enemies, so to avoid being caught by the police, they decided to bring their son back.

They already knew they had taken the wrong baby, but because their daughter had musical talent and was valued in upper-class society as a potential daughter-in-law, and since they already had a son, they let their real second biological son die in the orphanage.

 

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