An Extra’s POV

"No one knows, you know?"

As those words danced in the air, Justin struggled to comprehend their meaning.

Perhaps this was because his heart was beating too fast, and the loud pounding in his head just wouldn't stop. He found himself barely clinging onto Ater's words.

This felt like a haze… a dream.

No, not a dream.

This had to be a nightmare.

He was helpless—paralyzed in sheer hopelessness—as he listened to Ater's words as the latter circled around him, like a shark swirling around the wounded prey in bloodied waters.

"Rey, Belle… all of them don't know about you yet. Not to the extent that I do, Justin Blake."

Saliva was stuck in Justin's throat, but he was too frightened to swallow.

"Now, if you do not wish to be exposed, then you will listen to me well and do as I say. Is that understood?" As Ater asked this, Justin made no response.

He simply froze there, blankly staring at the man.

"I said… is that understood?"

As Ater drew closer, filling him with even more of his malevolent aura, Justin forcefully swallowed his saliva and shuddered in recoil. He quickly bobbed his head, nodding ferociously as he took a few steps back.

"I-I understand! I understand!"

down and let's talk." Ater smiled, plopping to sit in what could be

The only place left was the filthy ground, and someone of his caliber was not accustomed to such an action. Still… he didn't have

to do as Ater

began lowering himself to sit on the ground, he found

'E-eh…?'

ago. Not only were there no walls, fences, or any familiar sights associated with the Royal Estate's expansive compound, but the place

a place he recognized

"T-this is…?!"

high ceiling, the incredible vastness, and the remnant malevolence; all of it sent chilling memories flooding Justin's

Calamity Class Dungeon." He gawked, slowly turning to look at Ater, who was also on a sofa similar to his, with a center

"Indeed."

Justin look around him

noticed a lot of changes in this Dungeon. For one, it appeared perfectly polished—worlds apart from the grimy and unkempt state that

more pristine effect than ever before. Most of the ground floor was still an empty space, but it

find no flaw with it

Master, considering the plans he has for this place. What do you think? Do you reckon he'll

Justin was speechless.

of the Dungeon—at the very least, the ground floor that he was in—was

think… he'll like

that effort

was so pure—almost childish—as if he was a child who looked forward to seeing the proud look in their parents' eyes after a job

he was fated to witness it for very long. In merely a few seconds, Ater's demeanor changed back to what it

mask of evil

I don't plan to hound you too much. After getting a gist of your situation, and also

confused, conflicted, and a lot

even know how they arrived here, talkless of what Ater could be talking about at the

who didn't like the sound