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After Death, I Became a Superhuman-Chapter 63 – Scream your throat out
Liu Bin sat quietly on the chair in his studio. The custom-made chair was exquisitely crafted and had a throne-like appearance made of stacked bones.
Genius, artist, creator of death art... these were the evaluations that most people would give him. Some specific circles praised him excessively, and he fully agreed with that.
No, he even believed that he was still underestimated.
He sat on the throne of bones, immersed in his series of great creations in the studio. The walls were covered with his paintings, and blood-colored sculptures collided with each other in the corners of the room. The dim light created a gloomy atmosphere, but it became the perfect embellishment for these unsettling and bizarre artworks.
In fact, there were very few people in this world who truly understood him. His great and transcendent mind could not be understood by ordinary people, and even the fanatical fans who admired his works could not understand him.
Death, this was the only thing he appreciated in the world.
The moment life withered and turned into an inanimate object, the last gasp before swallowing the final breath, that was the most beautiful thing he discovered in nature, and it was a beauty that could not be compared to anything created by humans.
"Master?"
A knocking sound came from outside the studio.
"Come in."
A young man appeared at the door. He cautiously poked half of his body out and smiled awkwardly, waving at Liu Bin.
"Sorry, I'm late. There was some traffic on the way..."
"It's okay." Liu Bin showed a warm smile. "What's your name?"
"Oh, my name is Ji Zhen." The young man bowed slightly. "It's a great honor for me to have the opportunity to visit your studio."
He was one of Liu Bin's loyal fans and never missed any of his exhibitions. He had a stroke of luck at an event the day before and caught Liu Bin's attention. The latter privately invited him to visit his studio, which was today.
Liu Bin sat in the chair and gestured towards the exhibits in the front room.
"What do you think of them?"
A quick look at " will leave you more fulfilled.
Following his gaze, Ji Zhen turned around and walked around the horrifying artworks, showing an approving smile.
"They are unparalleled," he said. "Although many people cannot understand the master's works, it's just because of their worldly perspective. They don't understand what true beauty is, the collision between life and death, the tension of life expressed through horror, and how death highlights the preciousness of life that people take for granted..."
"Does it make life precious?"
Liu Bin smiled and did not express his opinion. He stood up and went to a certain place in the shadow of the studio, opening a hidden door.
Ji Zhen looked surprised. "Master, I didn't expect your studio to have..."
"Yeah. This is my personal little world, where I keep some privately exhibited artworks." Liu Bin smiled and said, "You are to my taste, kid. Do you want to take a look inside?"
Ji Zhen was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly. He followed Liu Bin into the darkroom, and the latter closed the door.
This room was even darker than the studio outside, and the atmosphere seemed even more sinister. There was no light except for the skylight on the roof. The stars and the moon cast a dim and pale light over the entire space.
Ji Zhen squinted his eyes and barely saw a piece of artwork on the wall with the help of that faint light.
It was a delicate golden frame, framing a shocking artwork that was almost indescribable in words. It depicted a vivid scene of death, a grotesque body with its limbs spread open, desperately reaching forward, with its face frozen in fear of death and longing for life.
It looked so realistic that the hands and the head seemed to be reaching out from the frame, just like Sadako crawling out of the screen.
...Wait, something was not right.
In the darkness, Ji Zhen took a few steps closer to see the artwork more clearly. But the moment he saw it clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his breath seemed to be cut off.
As if he suddenly realized something extremely terrifying.
Click.
That was the sound of the door being locked.
Ji Zhen trembled all over and stiffly turned his head to look behind him. He saw Liu Bin standing by the locked door in the darkness. His expression couldn't be seen clearly, but the blurry silhouette seemed to twist into a hideous demon.
"I have devoted the first half of my life to the pursuit of this ultimate art," Liu Bin said slowly. "I studied sculpture, delved into painting techniques, and tried to preserve various moments of death in artistic forms using various means. These efforts have brought me wealth and fame, but they cannot satisfy my ever-expanding desires."
"M-Master?" Ji Zhen asked with a trembling voice.
"Shh~ Don't interrupt me," Liu Bin whispered. "Later on, I felt that my desire for creation became uncontrollable. No matter how I pursued reality through paintings and sculptures, they were ultimately false.
It was at this time that God bestowed upon me this talent, which allowed me to engage in the most real art, to truly preserve the eternal moments of death..."He reached out and casually grabbed the arm extending from a painting hanging on the wall next to him.
Then, he actually pulled an entire twisted corpse out of the painting.
Ji Zhen wanted to scream, but his throat was mute, unable to make a sound.
"A group of people called 'Electronic Wizards' found me. They provided me with resources and shelter, allowing me to complete my work without attracting attention.
They said my ability is something called phase shifting... it doesn't matter. The point is, now I can freeze living people into my works, and they die the moment they are sealed inside. That moment will be eternally preserved in my display cabinet..."
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As he spoke, he was already slowly approaching, each step like a strike of darkness, each strike making it increasingly difficult to breathe.
Ji Zhen collapsed to the ground, feeling as if his soul had been seized. The figure he once respected had twisted into a hideous monster, like a true embodiment of death, approaching with an inescapable curse.
His legs wouldn't obey him, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up and run. But his throat finally worked, letting out a string of miserable screams.
Liu Bin revealed a smug smirk in the darkness.
He liked it this way. The more terrified, the more fearful, the more perfect the death. This was always the most fascinating part of his hunt.
Liu Bin even deliberately slowed his steps to let him finish screaming, as if enjoying the moment.
He chuckled, "Scream. Even if you scream your throat out, no one will come..."
Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly noticed a shadow cast on the skylight out of the corner of his eye.
Liu Bin paused, followed the shadow, and looked outside the skylight.
Then he saw a sight that made his heart stop in terror.
He saw a face.
"Ah ah ah ah!!!"
Liu Bin also screamed in an instant.
"...Oh my god! Superman!"