Youth Completion Project

"It's over, it's all over."
Liu Xiaopin stood numbly on the edge of the cliff. The sheer drop was bottomless, and the howling wind made his thin body sway, as if he would fall off the cliff at any moment.
An orphan since childhood, he had no one to rely on. He had barely managed to get into university with the meager inheritance from his deceased parents. Upon graduation, he was helpless in the harsh job market. Under the pressure of long-term unemployment, Liu Xiaopin could only survive by doing odd jobs. He was constantly bullied from school to society, and Liu Xiaopin was driven to despair.
But what was the point of going to university? Was it just to do odd jobs? His parents' meager inheritance had been spent on university, leaving Liu Xiaopin with only a small apartment of less than 50 square meters. The long-term loneliness and frustration finally broke Liu Xiaopin. At his most desperate moment, a medical examination told him he had terminal cancer, and he ultimately chose suicide.
"Anyway, there's nothing left to cherish in life, so be it,"
Liu Xiaopin said, tiptoeing and falling forward.
The wind whistled past his ears, and the surrounding scenery distorted rapidly.
"So this is what flying in the air feels like. Experiencing this strange feeling before death isn't so bad,"
Liu Xiaopin thought, surprisingly calm in his dying moments.
Just as Liu Xiaopin was preparing for death, the scenery rushing past suddenly vanished, and he seemed to fall into a bottomless black space. He couldn't even feel gravity anymore.
"What's going on?" Liu Xiaopin exclaimed in horror, 'Is this the afterlife?'
"Young man, do you really want to die?" a mocking voice came from the darkness.
"Who is it?" Liu Xiaopin looked around, but could only see darkness. "
Who I am is unimportant. Please answer my question first," the voice in the darkness replied.
"Yes, I want to die. My life has long lost its meaning. No one cares whether I live or die," Liu Xiaopin answered bitterly.
"If I grant you supreme power, the power to seize everything, would you choose to live?"
"Who are you? Why are you saying these strange things to me? Where am I?" Liu Xiaopin began to doubt.
"Now there is an opportunity. You will gain the power of a demon to make up for the regrets of your life, but three years later your soul will belong to me, becoming my eternal slave. Are you willing to accept?" The voice in the darkness did not answer Liu Xiaopin's questions, continuing its discourse.
"What?" Liu Xiaopin was completely bewildered, but still answered,
"If such an opportunity truly existed, I would definitely accept it. I have nothing left to lose in my life; even my lowly soul is worthless."
"Hahahaha, good, then the contract is established. Return to the human world and enjoy bliss!" The voice of darkness roared with ecstatic laughter.
Before Liu Xiaopin could react, he suddenly felt dizzy, as if a vortex was rapidly sucking him in, stretching his limbs to their limits.
Bright sunlight streamed into Liu Xiaopin's eyes as he opened them. He remembered that when he jumped off the cliff, the weather was overcast.
"I'm really not dead?" To Liu Xiaopin's astonishment, the midday sunlight shining on the bottom of the cliff clearly told him that he was still alive.
"Ahhhhhh, my body!" Liu Xiaopin cried out in anguish as he saw his mangled body. His exposed internal organs and bones, his broken limbs, instilled intense fear in him; his nerves were on the verge of snapping.
But a miracle occurred. The broken bones miraculously returned to their original positions, the tattered flesh seemed to have a mind of its own, automatically piecing itself back together and healing itself in no time. His scattered internal organs slithered back into his abdominal cavity like living snakes. To Liu Xiaopin's utter disbelief, his body was restored to its original state. In just
a few minutes, Liu Xiaopin transformed from a pile of mangled flesh back into a living person.
After a long period of astonishment, Liu Xiaopin finally came to his senses.
"It seems what I just had wasn't a dream, but that I really did make a pact with the devil, and my body's recovery is the devil's power," Liu Xiaopin stood up.
"In other words, my soul has been traded," Liu Xiaopin thought in fear, his body beginning to tremble.
"I really made a deal with the devil, oh my god!"
But then Liu Xiaopin let out a bitter laugh. He dared to attempt suicide, so why should he be afraid of making a deal with the devil? The devil-dealing plot, something only seen in novels, had actually happened to him. Liu Xiaopin even began to wonder if he was actually a character in a novel.
"There's nothing to regret. If I refused the deal, I'd just be a pile of rotten flesh at the bottom of a cliff. I've gained three years of my life for nothing; I should be grateful," Liu Xiaopin began to get excited.
What kind of power does the devil possess? If it can bring the dead back to life, then it should be able to accomplish many other things.
"Youth, because of poverty, I've lost so much. My youth must be made up for," Liu Xiaopin's eyes shone with hope.
The six words "Youth Completion Plan" suddenly appeared in Liu Xiaopin's mind, like a branding iron searing his flesh.
"My youth is only just beginning. I will use the power of a demon to make up for all the regrets of my youth!" Liu Xiaopin laughed wildly.
The ear-piercing laughter echoed through the cliffs at the bottom of the valley, proclaiming the birth of a demon.

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