Trapped in the Artist's Nightmare Chapter 124

The headband that Nathan Ke wore had earphones attached to it. Whenever the painful electric current rushed through his body, countless cold voices would ring out from the earphones, with mocking, disgusting and insulting tones, whispering in his ears:

"Fcuk homoS3xual, pervert, disgusting, worse than pigs and dogs, beast, dirty, obscene, shameless, Sc*m, Fcuk homoS3xual, dirty thing, Fcuk homoS3xual, you will not die well, go to hell, put in the oil pan, burn you to death, Fcuk homoS3xual, what are you doing alive, you are an immoral beast, Fcuk homoS3xual, Fcuk homoS3xual, Fcuk homoS3xual..."

The horror of verbal abuse is even greater than that of axe or knife.

To destroy the body is only painful, but to destroy the spirit and faith is an inhumane torture of the soul.

Surrounded by these cold and disgusting voices, all human dignity and beliefs are trampled upon until nothing is left. You will increasingly believe that you are really a beast, a very dirty thing, unworthy of being a human being, unworthy of having dignity, and that you are being spurned and humiliated by everything in the world.