An Extra’s POV

'I'm about to… figure what out?'

As Scylla had this thought, she saw a finger of the masked figure draw close to her.

'N-no! Stay back!' Her thoughts echoed as it neared.

Unfortunately, she could do nothing to stop its advance. Before long, it completely closed the distance and reached her forehead.

~Tut~

Nothing but a gentle tap reverberated through her head as the finger made impact.

However, the moment Scylla relaxed her body…

~ZZZTTZZZZ!~

… The true inflow arrived.

"ARRRGHHHHHHH!!!" Her screams filled the massive room, followed by convulsions all over her body.

Her head particularly swayed as her hair whipped all over. Like a madman, she constantly bobbed her head and her face showed hints of insanity.

Tears descended down her eyes, causing her mascara to melt. The cause was a dream of black lines streaming down her cheeks.

Perspiration covered her face as well, which caused most of her makeup to be ruined.

After a while—countless months, if not years, encapsulated in a single moment—Scylla finally stopped her throes of insanity.

It was only when she stopped screaming that the finger left her forehead, and the strange buzz it had exited her brain.

"Do you remember now?"

The strange voice of the man in the mask wafted through Scylla's ears as she looked up at him with a perplexed and apprehensive expression.

"I-I don't know who you are. You're not… you're not my guard. Who are you? Where's my guard?" Her voice began to climb as she gazed upon him.

"Oh? So now you remember!"

"Who are you? Where is my guard! Who are you? Where is my guard? Who are you? Where is my guard?!"

She kept screaming, almost like a broken doll.

"[Command: Silence]."

very instant, Scylla stopped talking, almost as if she

"Perfect."

more to say, but that didn't seem to concern the man in the mask

worry about all of it. None

what he meant by that, but it didn't seem like he had any intentions to explain any

known you for a relatively short while—though those false memories told you otherwise—but you've always

vanish. It

questionable tastes… I don't understand how people who are so weak and pathetic end up being so cruel." He drew

weak. It's incompatible,

man in the white mask took another step closer, and this time Scylla nearly jumped out

was frightened

for mercy, and the tears in her eyes flowed

do anything!' Her face screamed as she watched

in

fact, he seemed

the chuckles stopped, and the guard seemed to look behind Scylla for some

was staring at something;

time I've been waiting for. Looks like there's no need to delay any

by that. She did her utmost to move her

man standing in front

'Eeeeeek!'

in the black mask—the

those last words echoing in her mind, Scylla felt her head being

blank

her tears floated in the air with her blood as the violet colors of her eyes

the

she go

nexus point

'H-he did this…!'

been somewhat dissatisfied with her position in the Slave

never acted on

too weak, but her resources wouldn't allow her to swallow the others in the same trade as

other factions

these factors, Scylla never

the capture of Evals Redart and the deaths of the Councilors who

that changed when she

resources and an invincible guard. She was confident in her

pull everyone she wanted as an ally