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!"

Ater smiled, plopping to sit

no available place to really sit. The only place left was the filthy ground,

had to do as

the ground, he found

'E-eh…?'

that his environment was completely different from what he had just noticed a second ago. Not only were there no walls, fences, or any familiar sights associated with the Royal Estate's expansive compound, but the place that Justin

a place he recognized all too

"T-this is…?!"

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

gawked, slowly turning to look at Ater, who was also on a sofa similar to his, with a center table separating

"Indeed."

look

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

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

with it no matter how hard

the plans he has for this place. What

Justin was speechless.

was necessary. The state of the Dungeon—at the very least, the ground floor that

think… he'll like

of that effort wasn't for nothing." Ater's smile was not malevolent

was so pure—almost childish—as if he was a child who looked forward to seeing the proud look in

wasn't like he was fated to witness it for very long. In

of evil

your situation, and also hearing your clearly unbiased thoughts on this place… I think I'm going to

conflicted, and

how they arrived here, talkless of what Ater could be talking about at the given period. He was completely at Ater's mercy, and

didn't like the