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—

Kara Verte… please spare me and I will

up with

had left, but it was his

where they sat, their faces exhibiting

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

due to

knew fully well that begging the masked man

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

a lot easier to convince the two

this too?' Fenrir gazed upon the black

monster, then they never stood a

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

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

that I have my uses. I have slain

all the benefits of having him as

was to be

details later! Right now. My life comes

"Please accept my loyalty."

response, swallowing his saliva as he

they did, however,

do now, Sir

'H-huh? Sir Ralyks…?'

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

were currently staring at the man who

call him Sir

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

in the world

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

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

Fenrir,

superior! I

actual man in charge, he made the mistake of pleading

too

already saw how this Ralyks figure had acted to the

clearly a monster with no

even consider my

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

"Sir Ralyks, plea—!"