Inside cell number nine sat an old man with white hair.
His hands and feet were shackled with heavy chains. He leaned against the wall, eyes closed, utterly still, as if he were dead.
Hearing footsteps, the old man didn't open his eyes but slowly spoke, "Is it mealtime already?"
"I'm not here to bring you food."
LitRPG: My Unique Talent Is Fate Hints
LitRPG / Adventure
LitRPG: Every Attack Gives 1 Permanent HP
LitRPG / Sci-fi
LitRPG: My Real Body Is the Cheat
LitRPG / Sci-fi
Global Stat Points: I Maxed Out Attack Speed
LitRPG / Urban
LitRPG: I became the God of Mining
LitRPG / Xuanhuan
After the World Became a Game I Chose Black Talent
LitRPG / Mature
Myth Invasion: I Kill Gods on Earth
Urban / Comedy
God-level Assassin, I'm the Shadow
LitRPG / Urban
Global Panic: The Gnoll That Farmed the World
LitRPG / Urban