On the Edge of Pure

His headache was like his skull was splitting, as if thousands of needles were piercing his nerves at the same time. His body felt like it was cracking and collapsing inch by inch. He took a deep breath, forcing down the pain, not uttering a single sound, even though he was drenched in sweat and his fingernails were digging into his flesh.,Lu Buer watched the livestream silently. Even in his lonely dormitory building, he could hear the tsunami-like cheers from outside the community. The official livestream was overwhelmed by a barrage of bullet comments.,The wealthy in the manor, the children in the orphanage.。