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 serving

up with

move he had left, but it

Councilors looked at him from where they sat, their faces exhibiting

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

but it wasn't due to some sort of

begging the masked man would

hired by the old man and that girl. If I can convince them, it's possible they'll call off

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

other one like this too?' Fenrir gazed

that one was also equally a monster, then they never stood

the Blanc and Verte House were able to get such powerhouses, but he soon realized it was a foolish

he repeated his offer to

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

the benefits of

was

the details later! Right now. My

"Please accept my loyalty."

and awaited their response, swallowing his saliva as he prayed

next thing they did, however,

do now, Sir

'H-huh? Sir Ralyks…?'

in the direction of the

the man who was

call him Sir

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

the world was

the one who killed Anukus. Does that mean he

was still trying to process the meaning behind why the masked man was being called Ralyks when another thought came to

calling him… Sir?' To Fenrir, that meant only one

their superior! I fucked

man in charge, he made the mistake of pleading

known! He's too strong to be

this point. He already saw how this Ralyks figure

was clearly a monster with

even

was no other way he could survive than to plead for mercy, so he decided to try his

"Sir Ralyks, plea—!"