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

came up with the

only move he had left, but it was

from where they sat,

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

due to some sort of ignorance or far

knew fully well that begging the

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

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

like this too?' Fenrir gazed upon the

that one was also equally a monster, then they never

were able to get such powerhouses,

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

assure you that I have my uses. I have slain

to list out all the benefits of having him as a

wanted was to be

later! Right now. My life comes

"Please accept my loyalty."

their response, swallowing his saliva as he

thing they did,

do now,

'H-huh? Sir Ralyks…?'

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

man who

they just call him

was the name of the man who fought and humiliated Fernand. He also went by

what in the world was

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

the meaning behind why the masked man was being called Ralyks

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

their superior! I

made the mistake of pleading

He's too strong to be

already saw how this Ralyks figure had acted

clearly a monster

even

way he could survive than to plead for mercy, so he decided to try his luck and

"Sir Ralyks, plea—!"