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—

Verte… please spare me and I will

with

only move he had left, but it was his

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

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

plea was genuine, but it wasn't due to some

the masked man would be

that girl. If I can

convince the two who actually

like this too?' Fenrir gazed upon the black

was also equally a monster, then they never stood a

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

to be most concerned with was survival. As such, he repeated his offer to

my uses. I have slain a Dragon Commander before, and I can attest to my might and connections throughout

list out all the

was to be

details later! Right now.

"Please accept my loyalty."

swallowing

thing they did, however,

do now,

'H-huh? Sir Ralyks…?'

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

the man who was supposed to

just call him Sir

who fought and humiliated Fernand. He also went by

in the world was going on

he was the one who killed Anukus. Does that mean

still trying to process the meaning behind why the masked

Sir?' To Fenrir,

their superior! I fucked

charge, he made the mistake

He's too strong to

point. He already saw how this Ralyks figure had acted to

monster with no conscience

even consider

way he could survive than to plead

"Sir Ralyks, plea—!"