Lu Han was small teenager , barely 16 years old with a fear of heights , he was trapped in the world's most famous circus .

Beijing circus...cirque de Pékin...circus Peking...circo Beijing...people all around the world knew them, anticipated them , waited for them .

everyone watched them, sharp eyes cutting through their skins.

every time he stepped on the stage flying in the air, the huge distance between the secure floor and fragile body made him sick .

people watched as his body flew high like a bird , muscles stretching and contracting as he danced gracefully in the air , his hands drawing invisible patterns around his body as he was flipped by the man holding on his waist . he moved agonizingly slow to sit on his lap , extending his own hands to hod on solid shoulders and the male's hands moved to hold firmly into his elbows . the small boy raised his body upright to a straight line . it felt painful and horrible , it felt like eating on his body until it felt like nothing anymore .

Whispers of "oh" and "waow" was heard everywhere in the huge tent , they admired him , envied him and even desired him . hundred pairs of eyes looked straight at at him tearing his inside apart , for them he was a dream , a butterfly , a free spirit flying against gravity and scientific principles . but all he wanted was to walk on floor , run away .

Cause behind the closed door of magic realm devils reigned . it was hell , flames burning sweet apple trees , wine rivers flow fast taking everything in their way . 

behind closed curtains grow a graveyard for their souls . 

they were lost , blinded by lights in obscure darkness .

Incinerate Heaven