An Extra’s POV

Scylla was a cannibal.

Personally, she enjoyed her meat slightly undercooked, so she could get the moisture just right, and her spices were also milder than usual.

She also didn't like her food preserves prior to being served, which meant every time she was hungry… someone had to die.

There was no preserving her meal afterwards.

Scylla had friends who shared in her twisted hobbies and enjoyed the same delicacy as her, so she turned her disgusting practice into a business.

She would procure, process, and even sometimes cook the meals that her comrades would enjoy, and they would give her money or small favors in exchange.

Of course, these people readily agreed.

They were too high-profile to risk their names being marred by murder or some kind of illegal activity. Also, since most of them weren't particularly deep into the criminal Underworld of the Alliance, they didn't know how to properly go about killing and processing humans.

In the end, it was far better for Scylla to do the dirty work.

There was something else too…

Out of all the clients Scylla had, none had managed to outmatch her own cruelty.

She was the worst of them all.

Since she preferred her meat to be very tender, her favorite maal was the meat of young ones—the younger the better.

Imagination could go wild on that, but it was exactly how it sounded.

Her twisted nature knew no limits.

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'What… the fuck?!'

The more Rey got to know about Scylla, the more the disgust in his stomach bit at him.

His bloodshot eyes couldn't stop twitching as he tried his hardest to process the information he was receiving.

'Even… babies…?!'

as pretty as Esme, or even

his task. However, he often thought

on another level,

never thought she would be such a

thought she only did

'self interests' would

If he had known…

killed her myself!' He gritted his teeth as he made a

Rey sighed, pinching his nose with his

Rage. Disgust. Downright confusion.

point where he just wanted

he wasn't

gotten to the final stages of his plan, he simply teleported away from

them, without exception, had become the

fleeting thoughts raced as

Almost done with this

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[Moments Later]

happy you weren't there to see

in the hall that was used for the Dark Gathering, a

seating amidst the disturbing

used to seeing all of it, but after getting

at his

really are some people who do not deserve to live. People who are

worse than

limited intelligence, and their

couldn't

kind of humans he had learned about this very night,

proven to him that some humans could

caused his code to become

killing people like that and

beings shouldn't have to be a last resort, but something he had to actively do when it came to

place…

visits to some of the names he saw on the list, but he decided

a long night

and investigated the entire

searched every nook and

Rebal