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.

the

took in this abominable scene and

orgy left a bad taste in his mouth—almost driving him to vomit all over the

since that would

this, he heard a

right in front of the horror that pervaded

that flowed

"E-Esme…?"

worry, but also a slight

But, that was understandable.

the pool of blood was

black hair she had was an angelic bloom of white hair

but

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

of an Elf. In this moment of tragedy and horror, her true beauty emerged—like a flower surrounded

the most perfect depiction of beauty, only to be shrouded

The sobs continued.

forward, the

turned to face him, who stood from

his name in a way

face as she said his name and hot tears streamed

go any

and watch as she

Sorrow. Pain.

process any more of it, Esme opened

have I

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[Moments Earlier]

'I'm so nervous…'

didn't make her feel any safer. Even her very sturdy armor only

in a second, and

were Rey's summons—but her intrusive thoughts kept

nervously trod down the

stairs, and all Esme saw in front of her

door, a message was

Usage ahead.

'Aphrodisiac? What is that?'

innocent in that regard so she didn't know what such

something…?' She glanced at the Elementals who were with

the Wind Elemental Summon instantly shrouded her

protected her from any attacks or poisonous air around her. As a result,