Chapter 275: Japanese?

"Back again, huh?" A familiar voice called out as Haru's mind drifted off into total darkness. But as it did so, he found himself back at the floating mansion within his soul ocean. But his feelings were unchanging. He was broken.

His heart had shattered with the loss of Suyin and his two best friends. Although Lao was too proud to admit it, Haru still considered him as one of his most trusted and most important friends, so there was no escaping the feeling of sadness upon learning the fact that he had vanished.

But the thing that really destroyed his mind and soul was losing Suyin.

"It's all my fault. Why did I tell her to stay at my house? I should have known that a shitty barrier that I set up myself wouldn't be enough to keep her safe.

If only I had just taken her to another city or let her evacuate with the others, then this wouldn't have happened.

I hate it. I hate it so much. Why am I so weak." Haru thought, but as he stared mindlessly off into the distance. Ralph walked towards him.

"Hm… What is this?" Ralph asked out loud as Haru paid him no attention. He then began to circle Haru while thinking to himself. He looked him up and down before smiling slightly.

"A broken soul? You probably don't even remember who you are right now, do you? Not only that, but there are traces of inferior power lingering within your body. It seems to be that of a caster." Ralph said to himself while looking at Haru.

Ralph's power was so great that he could look at a person and determine the state of their soul and body. He looked through Haru's body to see that he had become held up on something and also developed a skill that not many cultivators had.

But he could see from Haru's eyes that there was more to the power that he held within him. It seemed like it was more of a memory to him than a skill he had trained.

All of the muscles in Haru's body remembered the caster's power, and his body was optimised for the amplification of it.

"Hm… You are a fascinating subject—no wonder those two decided to take you in. But I guess as the last remaining practitioner of this lost art, there will be no one but me to guide you from this moment on.

I will teach you well for the sake of the master. Don't worry. You are safe under my care. But I think you should wake up soon. Your parents have been standing over your bed for a while. You have missed a lot during your time here." Ralph said.

Haru's mind suddenly awakened as he heard those words.

'My parents?' Haru asked but as soon as he did. The view of his soul ocean vanished, and he was looking up at a white ceiling with a light shining down upon his face.

As Haru opened his eyes, the sound of machines beeping could be heard. He moved his arm slightly and felt a slight pinch against his skin as he rubbed his arm against a firm and rough blanket.

"What is this?" Haru muttered to himself as he looked down at his arm to see a small plastic tube sticking out of his arm connected to a clear line.

"A canula?" He said out loud before reaching down and plucking it out of his vein. Blood began to spurt from his arm, but as he did so, the sound of beeping intensified as alarms started to ring out in his room. It seemed like he was connected to heart monitoring machines along with his cannula, but the sudden movement had torn them from his body too.

Before he could think anything else, the door to the room was pushed open, and the voices of a woman shouted out.

"Haru!" The woman yelled and then ran over to be by his side. She grabbed his hand and attempted to speak, but before she could get another word in, the room was flooded by doctors wearing long white coats.

"What's going on?" An older man with a white beard ran into the room and panted before looking up at Haru, who was now sitting upright in his bed.

"The patients awake? Someone get me a syringe. We need to take blood and check his vitals immediately." The man yelled out to the doctors that had entered the room before him.

'Japanese? Aren't we in china? Where am I?' Haru asked as he looked around the room. The situation still hadn't set in yet, and he was held up on the feelings of loss as he had witnessed everything that he had built up for the past four years of his life destroyed in a single day.

There was nothing more for him to think about, but as soon, just as he started to feel a little bit depressed, he felt a hand wrap around him tightly.

As he looked down, he saw that his mother was sitting next to him. He didn't see her come in, nor feel her hand reach for his, but he did feel a gentle squeeze around his fingers as she let him know that he was okay without saying anything.

"Mom? Hatu asked as he looked at her. Krista looked up with tears in her eyes and nodded her head. She was overjoyed that he was awake and he was doing okay.

"What's going on?" Haru asked with a confused look. He didn't have the slightest idea what had happened since he had been put to sleep by the paramedic at his house. But by the looks of it, a lot did.

"It's complicated, and I don't know where to start…" Krista began to say, but just as she started speaking, the crazy older man that was shouting at the doctor's ran over to Haru and introduced himself.

"Hi, I am doctor Rudy Mangin." The man said in a broken Japanese accent. He sounded like he was trying too hard to fool people into thinking he was Japanese, and it threw Haru off a little bit as he looked at him.

Usually, he would be mad that someone cut off his mother, mid-conversation but the fact that the man had a funny accent made him feel like he didn't know how to act around people and made Haru feel more forgiving towards him.

But Krista didn't feel the same. As a previous captain in the military, the one thing that she hated the most was bad manners. And the doctor had signed his death warrant the moment that he had interrupted her as she tried to reunite with her son.

"Excuse me," Krista said quietly at first, but the man who had interpreted her didn't pay any attention to what she had to say and was too focused on trying to start a conversation with Haru. But even he knew that it would be a lot better to stay out of it.

As the older man was talking, the room suddenly began to heat up as a red glow began to emerge from Krista's body.

"Excuse me, sir. Do you think that I can have a moment to talk with my son before you start asking him things?" Krista's voice dropped down a few octaves, and she sounded almost demonic as she spoke.

The older man gulped before turning his head to the side to see the red flames that were emerging from Krista's body. Her eyes also turned red as she stared at him with anger.

"You want to talk to your son? That's a fine miss. There is no problem with that at all. I am sorry for intruding." The older man said with his eyes clenched shut. He couldn't bear to look at Krista since she instilled so much fear into him. It made him feel like running for miles.

Yet little did he know that her son and the man he was buying to talk to was, in fact, much scarier than his mother. In comparison to Haru, Krista was kind and caring, even if she did get mad quickly.

But Haru was kind and patient. It would take a lot to make him mad, but once it happened, there would be no stopping him.

Krista smiled slightly upon seeing the old man frightened of her and then looked back at Haru. A few moments went by before the door was slammed closed.

All of the doctors that had run into the room had left. It seemed like during the time Haru had been there, Krista had been throwing her weight around a little bit.

"Are you okay, my sweet boy? A man from the Chinese government informed your father and me of what happened. You were apparently in an accident, and you found it at the bottom of a cliff. The doctors said that you wouldn't make it, but I never gave out hope.

I knew you would come back to us, strong and healthy." Krista said and then grabbed Haru's hand a little bit tighter.

"I'm okay, Just a little confused…" Haru stated with a frown as he looked at his mother.