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!"

and let's talk." Ater smiled, plopping

place to really sit. The only place left was the filthy ground, and someone of his caliber was not accustomed

do

the ground, he found himself occupying a

'E-eh…?'

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

a place he recognized all too

"T-this is…?!"

and the remnant malevolence; all of it sent chilling

to look at Ater, who was also on a sofa similar to his, with a center table separating them.

"Indeed."

made Justin look around him

lot of changes in this Dungeon. For one, it appeared perfectly polished—worlds apart from

still had the effect of age to them, but with a much more pristine effect than ever before. Most of the ground floor was

with it no matter

a little cleaning to surprise Master, considering the plans he has for this

Justin was speechless.

state of the Dungeon—at the very least, the ground

he'll like

suppose all of that effort wasn't for nothing." Ater's smile

was so pure—almost childish—as if he was a child who looked forward to

change in vibe, but it wasn't like he was fated to witness it for very long. In merely a few seconds, Ater's demeanor changed

mask of

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

confused, conflicted, and a

what Ater could be talking about at the given period. He

didn't like the sound