An Extra’s POV

There are two major kinds of fear.

There is the kind that arises as a result of that which is deemed uncertain..

Fear of the future, fear of failure… fear of the unknown. Many argue that this is the greatest kind of fear.

But there is another.

It is the one grounded on the nature of the Absolute.

The kind of fear that leads to despair and brings about nothing but never ending dread.

An example… the FEAR OF DEATH.

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'I'm going to die… I'm going to die!'

As Fenrir heard the squishing of flesh and the spraying of blood, he waited for his turn to come.

He was a dead man kneeling, and he knew that well.

Nothing but death occupied his senses. The Black Magician, Enry, also seemed to share the same sentiment.

Ladon, who was trembling due to the power being displayed by the man in the mask, was next.

The man he was protecting had just been killed by an invisible slash, and before long, the Head of the Noir Militia followed.

Only death awaited the Obsidian Blade.

'Is this it? Is this how everything ends?' Fenrir asked himself.

No… no, he had come too far for that to be his fate!

'I've had to struggle with all my might to reach this level! I can't just die like this!'

His instincts went into overdrive as he sought a way to live.

Then—

Verte… please spare me and I will devote my entire existence to

with the perfect

move he had left, but it was

looked at him from where they sat, their faces exhibiting surprise by

get the Slave Rune embedded on me. Anything to make you trust me and to prove

but it wasn't due to some sort

fully well that begging the masked man would

girl. If I can convince them,

two who actually seemed like humans compared to such a

one like this too?' Fenrir gazed

equally a monster, then they never stood a chance to

and Verte House were able to get such powerhouses, but he soon realized

what he had to be most concerned with was survival. As such, he

that I have my uses. I have slain a Dragon Commander before, and I can attest to my might and connections throughout

on to list out all the benefits

was to be

of the details later! Right now. My

"Please accept my loyalty."

response, swallowing his saliva as

next thing they

should we do now, Sir

'H-huh? Sir Ralyks…?'

raised his head and looked in the direction of the two he was pleading

were currently staring at the man

they just call him

of the man who fought and humiliated Fernand. He also went by 'The

what in the world was

he said he was the one who killed Anukus. Does that mean he was also the one who

meaning behind why the masked man was

Fenrir,

their superior! I

appealing to the actual man in charge, he made the mistake of pleading with those who were lesser than

have known! He's too strong to

to do at this point. He already saw how this Ralyks figure had acted to the surrender made

monster with no conscience

he even consider my

than to plead for mercy, so he decided to try his luck

"Sir Ralyks, plea—!"