Isekai Alterealist: The Boy Shaped by Reality

13. Divile Tormentor

"Wh-what do you mean? What game are you playing now? Let go of me!" Dian shouted as he attempted to writhe out of her firm grasps in vain.

"Not everything I do is a game, something you should learn to discern if there is still a future yet for you. But considering you are not interested in continuing on, for what reason should I let go of you? If you want to end it all anyway, shouldn't this deadly embrace be exactly what you want?" She interrogated with a sadistic smile plastering her face that grows scarier as she closed the distance between them.

"Y-yeah? But I'd rather drown in a pit of mud and crap than to die in your filthy hands again. Aren't you satisfied already with killing me once?! At least let me die with dignity this time." Dian responded with determination.

The girl then showed annoyance on her face "...I see, so that is how low you see me, huh. But that is reasonable, the language of love does not translate well between our kind. What your people consider 'tough love' is simply the most effective method of learning even to this frail little heart of mine, so I should have known better. What I could never forgive though, is your asinine yearning for death. Don't you know in your current state that might as well spell the end of your entire existence? Put more value in your self."

Hearing something so unexpected from her both flabbergasted and angered Dian "Do-do you even hear what you're saying?! You're the one who did this to me! You don't have the right to- Argh?!"

"And thus, I must enlighten you. This is not me lashing out at you like a spoiled brat and even less so me punishing you for being such a 'deadbeat' dad. I'm just 'cutting out the bullshit' as people would say, I'll squeeze the truth out of you, like in an interrogation. You do want to live, don't you?" The girl questioned him as she broke into laughter.

All of a sudden, the Hands she puts on Dian's limbs becomes a whole lot thicker and heavier, as if they just turned into large boulders that fell on his limbs and crushing the bones within them and grinding them with the flesh. A pain that so far surpassed the burning that it nearly shots his mind right into the void of unconsciousness, yet he felt like the girl used her abilities to keep him awake just to soak in all the torment. He shivers in agony knowing that she still has more horrible torture in store for him, as the space around her fractures and breaks like glass once again.

"Stop! What are you doing?! Please, just stop!"

"I asked you a simple yes or no question, and I want to hear your answer loud and clear. You still want to live, do you?"

"No, I'm tired of all this. Nothing makes sense anymore, it's like I'm living a nightmare too terrible for me to even imagine. You don't have to do this. Please just put me to rest... Ahhh!" They boy begged in a weak desperate whimper, before it devolved into another scream.

"Wrong answer. I want to hear what you truly want." She said in a cold tone as the cracks in the air intensifies.

Dian's scream of agony is then brought to a whole new mountain of height as she begins to induce unimaginable amounts of pain by doing something to his limbs, which he slowly realized to be her twisting his limbs into unrecognizable shapes until he can hear his bones snap and his flesh slosh around as though they're liquid, the girl turning his limbs into a disgusting twister of human meat. An inhuman creation that shouldn't exist, born from a warped mind.

The boy prays that he is not awake for the entire process, yet his mind still persist against his best wishes. A fleeting moment that felt like it lasted for an eternity, etching a lasting scar deep into his very soul.

"Anytime now~ I do not enjoy this as you think I do, ideally I would rather not resort to this. But you are a particularly bad Papa, so you better reflect on yourself and dig out the right answer from the deepest part of your heart. Or... you know what the alternative is." She said as she finished with a giggle.