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—

and I will devote my entire existence to

with

had left, but it was his

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

to bind myself with the Curse Enchantment or get the Slave Rune

but it wasn't due to

begging the masked man

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

two who

other one like this too?' Fenrir gazed

equally a monster, then they

get such powerhouses, but he soon realized it

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

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

the benefits

he wanted was

think of the details later! Right now. My life

"Please accept my loyalty."

awaited their response, swallowing his saliva as he

next thing they did,

we do now,

'H-huh? Sir Ralyks…?'

looked in the direction of the two he was pleading

at the man who was supposed to be

call him

fought and humiliated Fernand. He also went by 'The

in the world was going on

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

behind why the masked man was

calling him… Sir?' To Fenrir, that

superior!

charge, he made the mistake of pleading with those

known! He's too strong to be

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

clearly a monster with no conscience at

even

other way he could survive than to plead for mercy, so he

"Sir Ralyks, plea—!"