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…?!'

was very beautiful. Not as pretty as Esme, or even Alicia—in

However, he often thought about how her innocent face didn't

on

thought she would be

was Neutral Evil, so I thought she only

true, Rey hadn't known how far those 'self interests' would take her, and just how

If he had known…

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

enough." Rey sighed, pinching his nose

Rage. Disgust. Downright confusion.

Rey to the point where he just

wasn't

plan, he simply teleported away from the kitchen,

of them, without exception, had become the

fleeting thoughts raced as he

Almost done

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[Moments Later]

weren't there to see everything

hall that was used for the Dark Gathering, a sigh escaping

of the chairs, seating amidst the disturbing scene he had made with

again, the stench of blood and gore greeted his senses. He was already used to seeing all of it, but after

at

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

even worse

and their main directive was to

couldn't

he had learned about this very night, Rey found Monsters to be

just proven to him that

caused his code to become

that and Monsters? It's for the

have to be a last resort, but something

this world a better, safer place… some of these

some of the names he saw on the list, but he decided against

had been a long

leaving the underground world of Scylla, he went around and

searched every nook and cranny

Rebal was referring to. Did Adrien