Ethan leaned on the wall in the darkness watching as Nathaniel convulsed while the helmet did its work.
With each second that passed, the closer to Nathaniel's demise they got. watched as the helmet forcefully uploaded memories directly into Nathaniel's brain.
Memories that belonged to the past Ethan. Memories that started from the moment the two met in his past life to Ethan's eventual death in the hands of Nathaniel.
Unlike Ethan whose brain had easily handled uploading memory to the helmet, mostly because of its upgrade, Nathaniel's brain was only a minute away from turning to liquid.
Lucky for him, the memory upload was soon completed....or maybe it was pretty unlucky since he now knew exactly how much hatred the kid...or rather, man stuck in his younger body, held for him.
Slowly, Ethan approached the out of breath and sweating Nathaniel before slowly taking off the helmet.
"See," he commented with a smile, "it's really not that bad."
Not that bad?
