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—

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

up with the

was the only move he had left, but it was his trump

from where they sat, their

bind myself with the Curse Enchantment or get the Slave Rune embedded on me. Anything to make you trust me and

it wasn't due to some sort of ignorance

that begging the masked man would be

that girl. If I can convince them, it's possible they'll call off the killing

a lot easier to convince the two who actually seemed like humans compared to such a

other one like this too?' Fenrir gazed

was also equally a monster, then they never

to get such powerhouses, but he soon realized it

most concerned with was survival. As such, he repeated his offer to the two of them at

have my uses. I

went on to list out all the benefits of having him

wanted was to

the details later! Right now. My

"Please accept my loyalty."

their response, swallowing

they

do now, Sir

'H-huh? Sir Ralyks…?'

head and looked in the direction of the two he

at the man who was supposed to be their

just call him

the man who fought and humiliated Fernand. He

the world

Does that mean he

still trying to process the meaning behind why the masked man was being called Ralyks

Fenrir, that meant

their superior! I fucked

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

too strong

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

a monster with

even consider

survive than to plead for mercy,

"Sir Ralyks, plea—!"