Chapter 272 271: First Tribulation Of Hell; Nightmare
In a bleak and dusty land, there was a sad place where mistreated slaves try to survive. They lived in tents made of worn-out fabric, barely protecting them from the harsh surroundings.
These tents, once meant for shelter, now look tired and torn. They were like faded symbols of the exhaustion and hardship that weigh heavily on the people inside. The ground they stood on was dry and dirty, a reflection of the tough lives endured by those who call this place home.
Inside these tents, the air felt heavy and stale. It was filled with the smell of hard work and sadness. People's few belongings were worn out, telling stories of lives that have faced too much struggle.
The faces of the people here showed the signs of endless hard labor. Their eyes, once bright with hope, now looked tired and empty. They moved around, but their bodies ached from the constant demands placed on them by those who controlled their lives.
At a certain part of where the slaves were located, a scene that was familiar to every being that contained breath could be seen by all.
One of the Perzian soldiers had found a female slave appeasing enough to be used as an object to release his sexual frustrations upon, but the husband did not agree.
He bravely and foolishly tried to protect his wife since he knew the fate that would come upon his wife if she ever ended up with the soldier.
Most women would prefer death over what the soldier would do on them.
People who had not suffered as much them would see the man's actions as being brave and courageous.
But, most of the slaves present only saw the man as a fool.
Just as everybody expected, the man died, and the woman died as a result of the soldier getting irritated by her screams.
No slave even conceived the thought of helping the couple.
It was more like having such a thought was impossible, and did not exist.
Some slaves glanced at two children who had just appeared from one of the tents, and some could not help but shake their heads in pity. While some had gazes of slight relief.
The thoughts of those with gazes of relief were: 'At least there'd be more food and water them to eat and drink.'
The thoughts of those with expressions of pity were: 'At least the kids would have more a little bit of more food for themselves.'
With the deaths of the couple, the slaves decided to get back to work before the Perzian soldiers lashed out at them.
As the slaves got back to their work, a Perzian soldier walked up to the Perzian soldier who had killed the couple, and with a slight smile, he spoke:
"I want the corpses."
The lips of the first Perzian soldier twitched since he knew the strange and disgusting fetish of the second Perzian soldier.
He said nothing, and walked away.
His mood was ruined, and he needed to find another unfortunate female to relieve himself.
"ARRGGGGHHHHHH!!!"
Before the first Perzian soldier even took ten steps, he heard an extremely loud scream of pain and fear.
He turned back, and his pupils constricted when he saw the perverted Perzian soldier screaming while swinging his sword around.
His movements made it seem like he was countless enemies of various shapes and sizes, but there was nothing around the Perzian soldier.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!"
"GET AWAY FROM ME!"
"LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"LEAVE ME!"
"PLEEAASSEEEEE!"
"I BEG OF YOU!"
"I'M SORRY!"
The first Perzian soldier felt a chill creep down his spine when he heard the tone and words of the second Perzian soldier.
He couldn't fathom what the second Perzian soldier was going through, but from his words and tone, it was something that frightened the second Perzian soldier to the core.
"Hey! Snap out of it!"
The first Perzian soldier tried to stop the second Perzian soldier from his rampage. But to his absolute shock and horror, the second Perzian soldier slashed his sword towards his neck at a speed which should not be possible.
Thud
The headless body and head of the first Perzian soldier flew up into the air. His gaze and expression even until death contained immense disbelief at the speed the second Perzian soldier slashed his sword at his neck.
Chaos erupted as a result of the death of the first Perzian soldier, and the slaves quickly ran away from the rampaging Perzian soldier.
Multiple Perzian soldiers appeared to stop the rampaging Perzian soldier.
The chaos increased due to the unexpected increase in strength of the rampaging Perzian soldier.
Fear could make men perform miraculous acts.
Amidst the chaos, a teenage boy walked with a unconscious young girl in his arms to the dead couple.
The teenage boy knelt before the two corpses, and blood continuously dripped from his light blue and deep violet colored eyes.
His dual colored eyes revealed a light that contained immense pain, anger, and determination.
A smile that was not a smile appeared on his lips, and a soft chuckle escaped his lips.
The chuckle then exploded into a full blown laughter that sent chills down the spines of all who heard it.
"I see! I see!"
"So that's how it is!"
"So insidious!"
"So wicked!"
"So inhumane!"
"So heartless!"
"HAHAHAHAHA!"
The teenage boy kept on speaking words that confused those who heard it.
The few who took notice of him thought he had gone mad due to him losing his parents.
A fact which was not surprising.
The teenage boy placed the little girl on his shoulders, then he effortlessly carried his parents, surprising a few.
A glint of madness and rage appeared in the teenage boy's dual colored eyes as he walked to his family's tent.
His previous plan of killing himself to leave this world quickly was immediately scrapped.
How could he kill himself when he had not yet avenged his parents?
How could he kill himself and leave behind his sister in this cruel place?
He wanted revenge.
He wanted this organization that forced his family to be slaves burn.
And if anybody stood in his way, they would burn along with the organization.
If the world stood in his way, then the world would burn also.
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