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

was the filthy ground, and someone of his caliber was not accustomed to such an action. Still…

do

to sit on the ground, he found himself occupying

'E-eh…?'

Not only

place he recognized all too

"T-this is…?!"

the incredible vastness, and the remnant malevolence; all of it sent chilling

turning to look at Ater, who was also on a sofa similar to his, with

"Indeed."

made Justin look

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 previous

a much more pristine effect than ever before. Most of the ground

it no

to do a little cleaning to surprise Master, considering the plans he has for this place. What do you think? Do you

Justin was speechless.

of the Dungeon—at the very least, the ground floor that

think… he'll like it

that so? Hehehe… then I suppose all of that effort wasn't for nothing."

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

like he was fated to witness it for very long. In merely

mask of

After getting a gist of your situation, and also hearing your clearly unbiased thoughts on this place… I

was confused, conflicted, and a

they arrived here, talkless of what Ater could be talking about at the given period. He was completely at Ater's mercy, and that already made his future too bleak to

who didn't like the sound