Swallowed Star: I Can Synthesize Without Limits

In the bright white hospital room, the young man’s brow furrowed slightly, and his chiseled face seemed to twitch faintly.

At that moment, his eyes suddenly narrowed. He seemed to want to sit up all at once, but his hands and feet still wouldn’t quite obey him.

Suddenly, the young man’s eyes flew open. His expression was strange, as if he were trying to make out something in them.

His pupils suddenly dilated, then shrank sharply, like someone desperately struggling to grab a lifeline.

After a long while, the young man roared, “No!”