An Extra’s POV

"S-so… that's what happened, huh?"

Rebal was still recoiling from the words of his son.

What he described wasn't as gory or bloody as what Ralyks had displayed during the Dark Gathering, but something about it felt more twisted.

… Far darker.

"The worst part is, I could have sworn that there was a lot of damage during the entire fight, but there's nothing! Nothing at all…" Asher replied, still not completely himself.

The honest truth was that he was scared.

Was he in a dream? Was he in reality? What if, just like the Mercenary Gang, he thought he saw something which wasn't real?

Asher didn't know what to believe anymore.

"You just need rest." Rebal smiled at his son, though he too had some rabid fear within himself.

Perhaps they both needed the rest.

"Sir Ralyks… he slaughtered all the enemies without mercy. I've never seen a man kill with such… lack of remorse."

And so many at once too.

Both Ralyks and his subordinate, Ater, seemed to be cut from the same cloth—one that even Rebal could not fully comprehend.

"The battle is won, and now it is time for the aftermath." Rebal chuckled, a hint of fear in his eyes.

"What do you mean, father?"

"I mean… Sir Ralyks was employed by us to take care of this mess. Now that it is over… isn't it time to think about his payment?"

It felt like an absurd thing to say, but they had to face it—the truth that confronted them.

What could they pay such a man?!

"It seems you also need some rest, father." Asher said with a tired smile.

Rebal nodded, returning the exact same expression.

Even though it was nowhere near enough, both father and son decided to consider the horrors they witnessed as a penance for their crimes.

if they deviated from

tragedy, followed

*********

That night, everything changed.

was turned upside down in the span

events that had transpired within the walls of the massive city, the situation in the Allied

the Dark Gathering—was exposed to the world

of the Alliance stormed into the building, searching every nook and cranny until they were able to

course, they still required extensive investigations to piece together most of

least, they did not

had been festering within the haven

was hardly the most disgusting thing

They saw it all.

the worse,

came to

And then what?

was officially

while there were bound to

or later, they too would

day, that darkness would

reminded to remain honest and

they had

angel of death could descend upon the land once more

they all felt

described the gory sight

importantly… they heard

name that would go on to be a legend amongst the denizens of the Merchant City

—The Reaper.

********

smiled to himself as he

outfit, in his real form. His pajamas felt a

he liked

already knew I would

heart. It was one of the

he

all his planning, there were a lot of things he hadn't accounted

Chase—how deep the conspiracy went, and how he had been a puppet on a

But more than that…

expect this world to