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 world

abominable scene

in his mouth—almost driving him to vomit all over

he stopped himself since that would

all this, he

from the girl who knelt right in front

was dipped in the crimson blood that flowed

"E-Esme…?"

worry, but also

But, that was understandable.

the girl who knelt in the pool of blood was different from the one he knew just a few

had was an angelic bloom of white hair

but their beauty radiated through even

strand seemed to be made from the most beautiful of gems. However, this wasn't the

that of an Elf. In this moment

the most perfect depiction of

The sobs continued.

single step forward,

beautiful hair swayed as she turned to face

uttered his name in a way

she said his name and hot tears streamed down her cheeks, was enough

go

pause and watch as she looked at

Sorrow.

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 armor only felt like paper as she stepped into the brightly

in a second,

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

the end, she could only nervously trod down the path

bottom of the stairs, and all Esme saw in front of

the door, a message

ahead.

'Aphrodisiac? What is that?'

that regard so she didn't know what such a

or something…?' She glanced at

worry, since the Wind Elemental Summon

air around her.