An Extra’s POV

Red.

Rey saw red all over the room.

The succulent color of blood, and the warm moisture of the liquid dropped from every corner of the room.

It occupied every facet of it.

Then, sitting atop the endless river of blood—one that flowed without end—were heaps and heaps of corpses.

Like mincemeat, their bodies were riddled with holes and squashed beyond recognition.

It seemed they were initially diced into multiple pieces, and then crushed in many areas until they became nothing but pounded flesh.

It was this very flesh that decorated the room, hanging all over like strewn spaghetti covered in tomato sauce. It was both an absurd and horrifying sight.

Yet… there was a certain beauty about it.

This painting of death, however, had one fatal flaw—the living still remained on it.

This, perhaps, was what made Rey's eyes widen in absolute shock.

Because, even if he didn't expect to see a scene of bloodshed, it wasn't at all new to him. However, this would be the first time in all of his existence that he would witness this…

… This scene of absolute depravity.

He saw humans being treated like cattle.

Young ones who looked like they were barely adults, were having intercourse despite the blood and gore that was bound to overwhelm the senses.

They were naked, like beasts, and they carried out their duties with utmost precision.

The male swung their hips, thrusting their tools into the holes of the women whose bodies dangled with each move as they received their dues.

It was a twisted scene.

Their faces told Rey that none of them were enjoying this. It seemed more like they were in a trance rather than reality.

They had dilated pupils, with drool oozing from their mouths and snot dripping from their noses—all signs of doping.

One check at their Status and Rey could easily confirm that they were on some kind of drugs, though he didn't even need to go that far to arrive at that conclusion.

What he was looking at weren't humans anymore.

They were nothing more than broken dolls whose activities had already been predetermined for them. Overcome by lust, and without barely any cognitive function left, the only thing they could do…

… Was to breed.

in the

abominable scene and could barely even speak,

unsavory orgy left a bad taste in his mouth—almost driving him to vomit

since that would only make things

all this,

from the girl who knelt right in front of the

pale, naked skin was dipped in the crimson blood that flowed endlessly, and she seemed to be still—like a statue

"E-Esme…?"

lot of worry, but also a slight hint of

But, that was understandable.

of blood was different from the one he knew just a few

she had was an angelic bloom of white

partially covered in blood, but

soft—softer than silk—and each strand seemed to be made from the most beautiful of

were now pointed, like that of an Elf. In this moment of tragedy and horror, her true beauty emerged—like a flower

pale body bloomed like the most perfect depiction of beauty, only

The sobs continued.

forward, the girl's body began

swayed as she turned to

name in a way that

face as she said his name and hot tears streamed down

go any

as she looked

Rage. Sorrow. Pain. Horror.

but before Rey could process any more of it, Esme

have I

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[Moments Earlier]

'I'm so nervous…'

feel any safer. Even her very sturdy

could easily crush her in a second, and she wouldn't be able to resist at

thing—since they were Rey's summons—but her intrusive thoughts kept winning in

end, she could only nervously

the bottom of the stairs, and all Esme saw in front of her was a massive red

the door, a message

ahead. Please wear a face

'Aphrodisiac? What is that?'

regard so she didn't know what such a commonplace term for a chemical stimulant for one's sex drive

She glanced at the

worry, since the Wind

air around her. As a result, whatever this 'Aphrodisiac'