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…?!'

pretty as Esme, or even Alicia—in his opinion—but she was a very fine

let that distract him from his task. However, he often

on another

would be

Alignment was Neutral Evil, so I thought she only did

those 'self interests' would take her, and just how much

If he had known…

her myself!' He gritted

seen enough." Rey sighed, pinching his nose

Rage. Disgust. Downright confusion.

feelings swirled inside Rey to the point where he just wanted to collapse and lose himself

he wasn't done

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

become the very meat

thoughts raced as he

done with

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[Moments Later]

weren't there to

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

plopped on one of the chairs, seating amidst the disturbing scene he

used to seeing all of it, but

was at his

who do not deserve

even worse

limited intelligence, and their

couldn't

kind of humans he had learned about this very night, Rey

proven to him that some humans could be worse

caused his code to

that and Monsters? It's for

shouldn't have to be a last resort, but something he

safer place… some of these vermin

wondered if he should pay visits to some of the names he

had been a

the underground world of Scylla, he went around and investigated the entire building where the Dark

every nook and cranny

that Rebal was referring to.