I've been hearing voices ever since I lost consciousness. It's faint and the words are hard to transcribe but I can tell more than one person is here. So where am I?

I'm not even sure if I'm alive or not. Then again, I don't know what dead people see when they die so... might as well keep guessing?

But if I am alive, then that means the man I saw before 'dying' saved me. And if I'm saved, that means I still have a chance at finding that bitch. Niran Pruksamanee I swear the moment I find you, it's on sight, you will be dealt with.

Although right now, I'm just trying to wake up. I've been struggling but I think I'm getting there. The voices are starting to become clear as time goes on. How long has it been? Not sure but it's probably been a while.

I know I've been taken care of ever since I've passed out from what I could get from the voices. I know so if I'm able to hear someone ask if I've woken up yet only to get told that I haven't. 

But I think now is the time to start fighting my consciousness and open my eyes. I'd rather not be a vegetable in my last moments. Getting hit my a truck and dying instantly would be better than this (especially if I'm reincarnated to another world).

Come on Y/N you can do this. 

It shouldn't be that hard to wake up... right? Mornings don't count.

I just keep trying and trying and trying to wake up, but I also keep thinking about what a person near me would see. Maybe I'm starting to move my fingers and that's a close sign of me soon waking up. Or maybe they could just, I don't know, help me wake up? I've never been in a situation like this before, wish I was though. 

But all of a sudden, I feel this burst of energy inside me. Like something just amped up my wellbeing by like, 110%. Whatever treatment they're giving me, it's definitely worth it. This could just give me the chance to try and wake up!

Come on, Y/N.... wake up. Just wake up. You can do it...

Just think of all the cake types you're missing out on trying because you're 'dead'.

Just then, I felt another sudden burst of energy which caused my eyes to finally open. I blinked a few times to adjust to the sudden light.

"You're finally awake, how're you feeling?" I looked to my side and saw a man smiling at me. He must've been the one I saw before passing out. 

"Uh, good. I think?" I replied.

"Unfortunately, we had to amputate your legs."

"WHAT?!" I quickly sat up and moved the blanket, but my legs were still there. The man gave a slight chuckle which caused me to glare at him. "That was not funny."

"Yes, you're right. Its not, but your reaction was priceless." 

Now that I look at this guy, he seem vaguely familiar. I've definitely seen him before but where? His tan skin and semi-long white hair, his facial features as well. It could just be my mind playing games but I feel like I've seen him before...

"How long are you going to keep staring for?" I snapped out of my thoughts once I heard him speak, but the fact that I was unintentionally staring embarrassed me a little. 

"Oh- uhh... not long. By the way, what's your name?" I asked.

He hesitated for a quick moment before giving his name, "For now, just call me Lifeweaver. What's yours?"

"I'm F/N(fake name)." If he wants to give me a fake name two can play at that game. But what's the reason for him giving me a fake name in the first place? And one that's too obvious. Unless...

"If you say so. Just take things easy for now since you've just woken up, you'll be staying here for a while. If you ever feel any pain or uneasy come and find me. And don't be afraid to talk with the others here, they won't bite."

I nodded and Lifeweaver left the room. Now was my chance, since I'm a lady I doubt they went anywhere near a certain area. I stayed sitting on the bed and faced the wall in case there were cameras. Putting my hand under my shirt to get to the little pocket in my bra, taking out the piece of folded paper. Since it's still here I was right about it, at least they're respectful.

I unfolded the paper which was the Wanted poster, and to my surprise my suspicion was right. I knew he looked familiar. Lifeweaver is Niran Pruksamanee. No wonder he gave me a fake name, was he worried I was one of the people hunting for him? I mean, I am but still, at least he cautious. I folded the paper back up and put it back where it was, inside my bra. 

I then carefully got up to check my bag-- which was in the room. I had some important things in there. I opened the bag and not to sound shocked but of course my guns were taken away. As well as some... substances that shall not be named that could've been used to take him out in order to bring him alive. 

But now I see why he was so difficult to find, I'm sure everyone who sought out to find him were looking in areas where people are able to live in without much worry. The man is in ANTARCTICA for crying out loud. No wonder no one found him, or able to even reach him.

Heck if he didn't find and save me I would've died! But that also means one thing for certain. He found me first, I didn't find him. I guess my wish came true to find a way for him to just come to me by coincidence. 

Even so, I finally have you now, Niran Pruksamanee. Or Lifeweaver, since I need to call him that or my cover is blown, although he probably already knows I'm after him. Not sure but I'll still be on high alert. Especially since now I'm in their care, they probably won't hesitate to get rid of me if I show any signs of hostility. 

Sigh... I have to plan carefully if I'm going to get him out of this place alive and to Vishkar. It's going to be a struggle with who knows how many people here. He probably, very likely knows how to protect himself as well. 

Since I'm here I might as well plan as much as I can. Until the moment is right,

Niran Pruksamanee you will be mine.

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A/N: Finally met the main man himself, how are yall liking this story so far btw? I really enjoy writing this because it's Lifeweaver 🤭I love him sm its unreal