"Well my dear soldier, it seems like you're holding up awfully well! So why don't I peel out your beautiful pupil." The brown haired woman said seductively as her hands traced the edges of his eye.
Casper gave a small smile, "Oh please we both know that won't work, why don't you try sitting on my face?" He whispered back.
It had been days or months, it was hard to keep track of time when you aren't exposed to sunlight. Anyways it had been days since Casper arrived at the interrogation facility.
He had been tortured every day, once they found out that he naturally healed they didn't hold back. Their scalpel cut into everything, his eyes, his kidney, his dick.
No matter how much he told them he didn't know anything before he set out on the expedition, they didn't believe him. And after they cut off his dick he fessed up everything.
The truth about the world, the Nightmare Spell, The Novel, everything! But they didn't believe him, after that he stopped trying, he slowly lost his voice, he didn't scream, suffer in pain, he just quietly took it with some witty remarks.
The woman gave a small smile before picking up a needle and stabbing him in his eyes, causing a slight yelp to escape his mouth, "Seems like you aren't as strong as you thought."
She traced his stomach as her nails slowly grew, with a small grin her nails plunged into his spleen, "This is actually turning me on, could you stroke it for me while you're at it. I haven't masterbated in a while."
Casper humbly smiled as he pleaded out his request only for Miss Javi's smile to slip into a frown, "Do you think you're funny?"
"I think I'm adorable!" Casper mused out loud.
Which earned him a slight punch to his liver, being tied down to an operating table, really did suck. "If you keep up with this rebellious attitude, the higher ups will just give up and let me dissect you."
Casper chuckled to her words, "Sweetcheeks, like I've said, if you bring in a thick thighed goth woman to crush my head with her thighs, I'll confess to anything you want."
Javi slightly laughed as she curled her fist into a ball and struck his balls, "Do you not have any sensation there now, Sweetcheeks?" Javi mocked.
"I think I just came, mind switching my pants?" Casper gestured to his pants.
Javi slightly waved her hands as left and wished him a good night.
Casper laid his head on the cold steel, he had to say he regretted his decision of taking the Mark. He looked down to his scarred self, each wound, each organ he remembered them all.
Tears streamed down his eyes as he tried to suppress them but his throat felt like it was on fire, it was a daily thing for him right now, crying himself to sleep.
[Mark of Cain] Attribute Description:
[Before creation, dawn and humanity the only thing that existed were the Gods and -unknown- They waged war on each other, decimating everything. In the end the Gods sacrificed one of their own to seal away the -unknown-
But every seal has a key, the Mark is not just a symbol of power but a lock and a key to the cage of the -unknown- It was created by *** to cease the meaningless destruction before ** left. It is the original curse, the one that predates all.
The Mark is not just inanimate, it lives, it's a force of nature. The Mark corrupts until the user falls to its desire, while the Mark is a curse it also imbues the wielder with supernatural powers. The Mark's powers can be channeled through the First Blade.]
He wondered if killing the Leviathan was actually worth it. The Leviathan warned him about the defects of the Mark but he still chose to tackle it, out of bloodthirst.
He didn't need to do it, no he wanted to. Was this why this Nightmare was going on, some part of him hoped that this was all a dream, that he wasn't in the world of Shadow Slave. If not that, he wished for his Mark to be gone, he craved death.
It hurt too much, it pained him to continue living.
"...."
Casper's eyes were filled with indifference, his arm laid on the ground and his dick held in the hand of Javi, taunting him ever so slightly. But his body persisted, gradually his arm was growing and his dick was coming back, one inch at a time.
Casper felt it had been months since he was imprisoned, day after day he had been tortured in the most ruthless ways possible but his body didn't fail. It pulled him back from the deep end, he hated it! He hated living, he wanted to die, he wanted to die, he wanted to die, he wanted to die.
His eyes rested on the floor as Javi flashed a look of delight before resuming their conversation, "You've been utterly useless, but it was fun taunting you. Anyways what I meant to say was, the higher ups decided to cut their losses, be grateful you're going to be executed tomorrow."
Casper gazed at her indifferently as his eyes turned to look at the floor, Javi's mouth twitched with a hint of irritation before she turned around and left.
[Memory - The First Blade
Memory Rank - Divine
Memory Tier - VII
Memory Type - Weapon
Memory Description -
[*** created the First Generation bearer of the Mark, his first mistake. The being who possessed untold powers slowly fell to the deceitful words of the Mark, he created the First ever blade in creation to harness its unholy powers.
The Blade directly taps into the power of the Mark, drawing and utilising its power. The Mark powers the Blade, without it, it is nothing.]
Memory Enchantments - [Indestructible], [Lethal Killer], [Enhancement]
Memory Enchantment Description:
[Indestructible] - [The Blade cannot be destroyed no matter what.]
[Lethal Killer] - [The Blade can harm anything in creation except for 15 creatures in existence.]
[Enhancement] - [The Blade enhances the user's physical properties to a superhuman degree]
Casper at first wanted to murder Javi, he wanted to rip her apart limb from limb. But slowly, as the torture continued he felt nothing. His thoughts of revenge ceased, his witty remarks stopped, all that was left was indifference.
"...."
Javi looked down at the tightly bound Casper, his hands shackled to the pillars as he laid naked, his eyes were indifferent and cold, it unsettled Javi.
Normally people would be screaming for mercy or talking about revenge and how they would murder her, but Casper was interesting. He was indifferent.
"Do you not care that you're going to die? This is it, the game is over for you."
Casper looked at her, as a cold smile appeared on his lips, and gestured to his Mark.
"Mark on my arm means I can't die, I'm not lying. You flatline me and I will come back, but then I'll come back with black eyes. And then you'll all die."
Javi smiled as she looked at his arm, "We'll let you go then what….? You'll just mosey down the road?" She said with a cruel smile.
"No but I will be human, so maybe a few of you live… maybe." Casper said, his eyes still held the same indifference as before
Javi smirked as she picked up her axe and severed his head with a quick turn of her hand. 'That ends your story pretty boy.'
She loosened his shackles as she took a step back and turned around, her hands wandering to the plastic bag. As she turned around, she was suddenly made with a bit of resistance, pushing her back.
Her eyes wandered up to the figure, he was tall, she knew him. He was Casper, but his eyes, instead of the usual warm brown they were, it was suddenly pitch black.
She trembled and stammered, "I didn't mean-," She was abruptly cut off as she felt an abrupt burning pain flare from her stomach, looking down she saw a jawbone of a donkey tightly wrapped in a black fabric sticking out from her stomach—this was the First Blade.
Her eyes unconsciously wandered up to Casper's cold and indifferent eyes, he twisted the blade into her stomach before he ripped it out and decapitated her head.
[You have gained a new attribute: Demon]
"...."
Casper awoke to find himself in a room full of blood, the walls were infused with it as it was knee high. Something had clearly gone down while he was knocked out, surrounding him were the bodies of thousands of men and women.
They were ripped apart brutally, some were let off easy being decapitated, others not so much.
His eyes then wandered to the golden text in front of him,
[Wake up, Casper! Your nightmare is over.]
[Prepare for appraisal…]