> is a beloved story about a young hero that captivated many. But then, inexplicably, it vanished from the face of the earth. All traces of its history and existence disappeared, leaving no memory of it-except for one person. A young aspiring noveli...
And in those two weeks, I saw some very disturbing things. My time here has affected my senses and mentality.
And in those two weeks, no harm has yet been done to me. They feed us once a day, a bowl of tasteless soup and a piece of hard bread. A single glass of water, yet the cup and plate used are dirty.
But we had no choice but to put those dirty things in our mouths to survive.
While I was in this horrid place, I spent my time trying to use magic, preparing myself to escape soon. But it was futile as I still can't grasp how to use magic.
This place is one of the hundred hideouts of the Guardian organization. The novel and the game didn't tell where half of the secret bases are, and I'm not taking chances to guess that this could be one of the fifty I know.
The secret bases are used to conduct secret experiments to make bio-engineered living weapons that they can control.
One of these hideouts will give birth to a monster in the future.
"Noo!! Please don't!! Not me!! No no no no!!" A man screamed as he got dragged away by his feet by a big guy. He tried to crawl back, his fingers turning bloody as he repeatedly grated them against the hard floor of the dungeon.
I watched him get pulled to his demise. He screamed loudly on the other side of the room where he was taken, but after a while, it went quiet.
The man in red who dragged the guy was covered in blood, but it wasn't his.
He walked past, infuriated. "Another failure," he said as he left.
A few hours passed, and an old man came. With a simple wave of his finger, the bars of my cage opened, and all my chains became loose. But I felt like something was holding my entire body.
My body was frozen, stuck in an uncanny pose.
"Where are they bringing me?" was all I could think. I was nervous and scared.
As we entered a room, the old man carrying me halted. We were inside an empty room. Or at least that's how I saw it.
A man stood at the far front, wearing a mask without holes, just covering his face.
He gestured to the old man, who suddenly kneeled graciously. "Young master, the sacrifice is here," he announced.
Sacrifice? Who? Me?
I was horrified by what I heard. I may not know this old man, but the man in the mask—I knew him very well. Dancal Bevfred, the second son of the Bevfred family.
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One of the early villains of the game, Dancal is a psychopathic person who enjoys seeing others in pain. He also uses other people, mostly commoners or slaves, as sacrifices to grow his tamed beast.
