nycdaug Chapter 245 Desire
Chapter 245 Desire
Subconsciously, everyone's lips parted slightly, like hungry chicks, their tiny mouths stretched wide in the utter anticipation of more food. And so did everyone else, straining their mouths to open as wide as they could, as if that would allow more air to flow in. Everyone felt as if all their strength had been drained away, relying only on these feeble breaths to maintain their lives. The air was thick with tension and anxiety, and every breath seemed labored. Yet, everyone refused to give up, stubbornly and desperately trying to take in even the slightest bit of air.
However, as the air surged into their mouths like a surging tide, they were startled for a moment, then overwhelmed by a strong sense of discomfort. When they regained consciousness, they discovered with horror that the air they were inhaling felt like a heavy, oppressive burden, as if every breath required an effort. The air, which should have been light, transparent, and intangible, now became extremely dense, as if it had solidified into a substance, clinging tightly to the throat and nasal cavity, causing a feeling of suffocation and discomfort.
Every breath felt like a heavy, cold lead weight relentlessly filling my chest. It was so heavy, like a thousand-pound weight bearing down on me, suffocating and oppressing me. The weight seemed to sink deeper and deeper, squeezing my lungs inch by inch, making each inhalation incredibly difficult. Exhaling felt like I had to break through layer after layer of thick barriers to barely expel the foul air. It felt like being in a bottomless quagmire. The more I struggled, the deeper I sank, until I was completely unable to extricate myself, suffocating.
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The air, which should have been fresh and light, seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, becoming extremely heavy. Every breath seemed to require tremendous effort, as if the air carried the weight of the entire world. It no longer flowed freely as before, but was stagnant, leaving one feeling an indescribable sense of oppression and dullness.
Oxygen, which once brought vitality and energy, now seemed scarce and precious. Breathing it into my lungs felt heavy, without a trace of refreshing feeling. Even the breeze brushing my face lost its gentle touch, instead hitting my skin like a heavy hammer, instilling a sense of fear.
This heavy air, like an impenetrable net, tightly envelops us, making it impossible to escape. Walking within it, our steps unconsciously slow, and our bodies feel as if they are carrying a heavy burden, making every step difficult.
This sense of heaviness spread silently and rapidly through the respiratory tract like a plague, penetrating every corner of the lungs. It was like an invisible hand tightly gripping the throat, making it difficult to breathe. At this moment, it felt as if an incredibly heavy rock had been forcibly stuffed into the chest, the immense pressure almost unbearable. This oppressive feeling surged like a tidal wave, assaulting the defenses of the mind, wave after wave, leaving one feeling even more uncomfortable and painful.
Every exhalation was a struggle for him, as if his body were filled with lead, weighing him down. He strained with all his might, mobilizing every muscle and nerve in his body to force out those turbid, oppressive breaths. Each exhalation was like struggling to climb out of a bottomless quagmire, requiring immense painstaking effort and expending immense energy and strength.
In that instant, it was as if an invisible hand quietly cast a suffocating, heavy atmosphere like an incredibly thick net, blanketing this space that should have been filled with laughter, joy, and ease. The heavy atmosphere felt as heavy as lead, like a surging tide, rolling in wave after wave, mercilessly squeezing every inch of air, making it difficult to breathe and weighing down one's heart like a heavy stone.
At that instant, an invisible, immense hand suddenly appeared. It stretched out from the endless darkness of the abyss, carrying with it an irresistible power and majesty. With lightning speed, this mysterious hand suddenly and tightly grasped the joyful atmosphere.
The cheerful atmosphere was like a light, colorful cloud, floating freely in the air, full of vitality and energy. However, at this moment, after being ruthlessly grabbed by this big hand, all the joy, relaxation and happiness were instantly frozen.
Then, the big hand began to twist vigorously, as if to squeeze every bit of happiness contained in it. As it continued to increase its strength, the cheerful atmosphere gradually became distorted, until it was completely withered and no longer had any vitality.
Finally, when the hand loosened, all that remained was a suffocating, heavy silence. The entire space seemed enveloped by this oppressive atmosphere, making it almost impossible to breathe. A tense and solemn atmosphere permeated the air, as if time had stood still.
At this moment, as if under some strange spell, the air around them solidified in an instant, forming massive blocks of ice, as hard as iron and as cold as ice! These blocks hung heavy in the air, emitting a chilling chill that seemed capable of freezing even the soul. Standing within them, one felt the icy cold and heaviness surge towards them like a mountain crushing an egg, nearly suffocating them and making even breathing extremely difficult.
Every time I inhaled, it felt like a vast army was blocking my way, forcing me to fight my way through layers of impenetrable obstacles. And every time I exhaled, it felt like struggling to escape from a bottomless icy cave, filled with endless hardship and pain. It was a truly awful feeling, as if the entire world had fallen into absolute silence and ice, leaving me alone, struggling to survive in this hopeless predicament.
Originally, the place should have been filled with laughter and a cacophony of activity, as if the entire world were immersed in joy and excitement. The sounds of people's laughter rose and fell, weaving into a joyful symphony; the silvery laughter of children floated through the air like a string of dancing notes; and the cries of vendors were incessant, adding a touch of fireworks to the bustling scene. But at that moment, as if an invisible hand had suddenly cast a mysterious and powerful spell, it mercilessly swallowed all sound. The once bustling world was instantly hushed, a silence so eerie that it was almost unsettling. No more voices, no more clamor, only a deathly stillness enveloped the space, as if time had frozen in time.
The place seemed to have fallen into a dead silence. A world that should have been brimming with life and energy had become eerily quiet. The once melodious, heavenly chirping of birds had vanished without a trace, replaced by a heart-wrenching stillness. The rustling of leaves in the breeze, a beautiful melody of nature, had once faded, leaving only silence. Even the gentle whisper of the breeze against one's face had been abruptly obliterated by an invisible hand, completely extinguished from anyone's ears. The entire environment was shrouded in an eerie, oppressive atmosphere, leaving one feeling a sense of inexplicable fear and unease.