“𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘢𝘯

━━━━⊰ The only thing he could sense was a splotch of crimson in his sight and the taste of iron in his mouth. His limbs were unresponsive. —He must have died. “𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧?“ He opened his mouth, lost, his voice as coarse as a savage beast's. The sound from his throat stopped abruptly as the cold, hard object penetrated his torso. Again and again, this repeated for thousands of times. How marvelous. When his muscle fibers tore open, he could hear the tiny sounds of tendons bridging and reconnecting. How marvelous. The monster in his body was being nourished, but he would let it grow into a massive beast. How marvelous. He had already lost all will to life, but his body regenerated without any consideration for his preferences. How marvelous. Before the sword pierced his body once more, he grabbed it with his bare hands and slow