Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1568 - 90: The Beginning of Extinction (Double-Length)

When returning from the depths of consciousness, Fisher’s soul could consider only two things.

The first was pain, almost boundless pain.

Because the essence of that black mud was actually some kind of chaos forming a base for his body to lead some terrifying force beyond the ultimate of the Spirit Realm, thus, it represented the purest chaos, intending to shatter everything else on Fisher, body, soul...

The latter, however, was purely the belief to rescue Rafael.

Treating it as the sole focus of his current thoughts, disregarding gains and losses, desperating achieving this goal, only then could he maintain basic actions within the pain, else if the objective was not clear, it’s feared that upon sensing the endless agony, Fisher would shrink back, eventually giving up.

So in fact, he was entirely unaware of Helair outside hesitating, didn’t even have time to think about how Rafael came to this place, he could only consider rescuing Rafael along with their child inside her.

But now, amidst the endless pain, how he longed to salvage Rafael from the darkness yet it was all futile, for at this moment what trapped Rafael was the black mud that was himself, whenever he wanted to extend his "hands" to salvage her, he would unwillingly find his hands dissolved within, unable to save her...

What should he do?!

At this moment every second that passed made Fisher’s heart extremely anxious, because it also meant Rafael had to endure such suffering one more second below, at the thought of this, Fisher could even ignore the pain he was currently enduring in exchange for a way to rescue Rafael.

"Do you know you are special?"

It was at this moment that such a phrase spoken to him more than once suddenly surged to mind, like inspiration pointing him to a possible path.

So, where was his specialness?

He could read more than one Completion Manual, facing the handle of fate changing everything to return to the past, even without dying when Renie’s power exploded in his chest?

Wait, if even Renie’s power exploding inside him didn’t kill him, then by analogy, by retracting chaos of the same nature into his own body and letting it explode internally, the outward effect can be transferred from Rafael to himself!

The moment this idea emerged, Fisher immediately wanted to put it into practice, because there was no time to delay, staying inside longer could put Rafael and the child inside her at risk...

But when it came to actually doing so, he realized how difficult and painful it really was.

The black mud now spread out roughly a hundred meters, in a way also spread the pain he could feel, but once contracted by a meter, such pain multiplied, as soon as he tried doing so, he couldn’t help but howl, with his already unclear consciousness becoming ever more obscured.

"Hoo... hoo... hoo..."

He suddenly fell to the ground, yet continued without rest to retract the black mud, incorporating it into his body.

"So, is this your punishment for me, right? I still owe you a punishment, and this is how you demand it back, right, Fisher?"

Clearly proud of his fortitude, Fisher at thirty was so fragile under such torture like a child in swaddling, he just wanted to cry, even wanted to find a weapon to end himself, but then suddenly remembered Rafael’s words, holding back tears as she spoke to him.

Indeed, he felt guilty, it was indeed due to greed that he caused all this, indeed insatiable, needing to repay it all.

Even now, when he recalled that just moments ago he harbored the thought "would it be better without the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual," he felt more guilty because if he hadn’t done so, she would have died in Philone City back then, and everyone else too, while he’d have known nothing about it...

He dared not presume his feelings for her as love, for that word was too noble, making accepting others’ actions appear inadequate, he could only feel indebted.

Owing her, owing her mother...

The intense pain gradually distanced, as if driven away by the burning within, amidst the increasingly persistent black mud, a kneeling "humanoid" became more apparent, like Fisher’s soul, a human.

Amidst the flooding black mud, he was like a vortex, desperately contending with it.

"Swoosh... swoosh... swoosh..."

From all directions, the rhythmic and patterned sound of waves crashing the coast interlaced, like enemies or lovers watching over the one contending them.

But, Fisher was in too much pain, unbearably agonized, the hard-won "humanoid" form too succumbed to the ground, crying and howling, but he dared not stop incorporating the black mud, could only chew and swallow this feeling down...

"Sob... sob..."

He reached grabbing the ground, mind in a chaos, yet suddenly unable to think of awakening his own consciousness...