This chapter is 18+ and has many dark themes that some may not want to read. You can skip this chapter and get a small summary in the beginning of the next chapter.
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As my eyes close and I drift off to sleep, I wake up to darkness. Not the familiar darkness of the cave but one that feels dark and ominous. I look around as I am unable to move. I see orbs floating around like I am back in the soul sea, but the orbs are covered in darkness.
I watch as an orb flies to me at a fast pace. I know what is about to happen, and it's not good. I remember Pola telling me to be ready for these dark memories. But I'm not ready, I didn't even know it could happen involuntarily. I hope that what I am about to witness isn't too bad.
I see the orb slam into me as my vision changes.
I am back in the town that Pola's memories showed me before. I see him walking down an alley that is between homes. It looks like he is taking a shortcut. As he is walking he stumbles upon 2 men in black cloaks. Looks like one is handing something to the other. Pola is oblivious to both the men, looking to be in his own world.
Without paying attention he walks into one of the men.
"Sorry mister I wasn't watching where I was walking" Pola looks up to the man that he bumped into. He watches as the man turns to face him. The man has a scar running down his face, going from his right eye brow all the way to his lips.
The man gets a wide evil grin on his face, like he has just found a new toy.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here? Someone wasn't paying paying attention huh'
"Y-yes m-mister, I-I should h-have known b-better"
The man puts an arm around Pola's shoulder and brings him in closer. Putting him between the 2 men.
"Now boy, that was really nice of you to apologize. But the one mistake you made was bumping into us during a deal. You see if anyone sees a deal we make we have to take care of it. That includes you."
Pola's eyes get large realizing that he is in a lot of trouble. He tries to escape fearing for his life. He knows that this is not good and he needs to run. Before he can even turn he feels pain in the back of his neck, his vision fading to black.
My vision changes again, this time in a dungeon somewhere almost like a prison cell. Metal bars in a stone room. It is dark and damp with chains on one wall. In the chains and against the wall is Pola. Pola what have you gotten yourself into. I know you had a tragic past but how bad is it really?
I see a man with a mask walk into the dungeon cell. He looks at Pola whose arms are stretched out from his body like a crucifix. His head hangs down still passed out from before. The man raises his hand and hits Pola right in the face. Pola's eyes snap open from the pain. His face is starting to redden at a fast pace.
The man grabs Pola's face and looks directly into his eyes. "What did you see, boy? The quicker you tell me the less pain I have to inflict on you. Well I don't care how quickly you tell me. Hehehe I get to hurt you regardless." The man has a manic grin on his face after his speech.
"Nofing" Pola mumbles out terror in his eyes.
"Ah that's too bad, I was hoping you would cooperate making your life easier. But sadly you just had to make your life harder huh."
The man lets go of Pola's face and hits Pola in the face again. The sound of the man hitting Pola's face echoes in the cell. The heavy thwack of skin on skin makes the man have a larger manic smile than before. He raises his fist again and hits Pola in the ribs. Another painful thwack, Pola's body moving so much from the force.
"Hehe you ready to tell me what you saw?"
"I rweally saw nofing" Tears coming out of Pola's eyes.
'Sigh' "Boy why can't you just tell me what you saw. You know it will be worse for you if you don't. Is it really so hard to tell me what you saw? I guess I have to hurt you more"
The man goes to hit Pola again. Pola shaking his head not wanting to be hit again. This time he is hit on the other side of his face and 2 times on the other side of his ribs. Bruises not forming on his face and ribs. Turning a dark shade of purple. Sobs coming out of Pola.
"I weally saw nofing. I wath in my own wold. I swea!" Pola sobs out hoping that the man will believe him. He does not like the pain.
'Sigh' "Boy we both know that is not the truth! Are ya a spy huh! I bet that's what you are. Hehe I get to torture a spy hehehe! Oh the joy of breaking a spy!' The man gets so excited learning that Pola is a spy that he grabs his crotch and strokes it. But Pola being a spy is all in the man's head. As soon as Pola heard this the light in his eyes died immediately. The little bit of hope that he had is all gone.
Over the next hours Pola endures the torture of the man. Beaten all over. Ribs broken, eyes swollen shut and blood leaking from cuts. Pola did his best to endure not saying anything anymore except tears leaking from his eyes. Small whimpers came out whenever he was hit. Eventually he couldn't take it anymore and passed out.
My vision goes back to the darkness where only dark orbs float about. What has he gone through! He is not even 15 yet! My eyes start to leak tears feeling bad for Pola. The burden that I hold is becoming greater than ever before. Before I can even recover my thoughts I am thrown into another memory. One I wish I never had to see.
(Trigger warning ahead. SA ahead please skip if not comfortable)
What I see is Pola still shackled to the wall but in far worse wear. He is even skinnier than before. Urine and feces all around him, like he wasn't allowed to even leave this room. His body is covered in different colors. Blues, purples, browns and reds. He looks like he has been here for days.
A door to the cell is opened and the same man that has tortured Pola comes into the room. This time he is not alone. He has a girl by the hair and is dragging her in. Her hair is a deep blue, almost black. Diamond-like eyes filled with terror from where she is. Her mouth gagged and hands tied behind her back. She looks roughly 12 years of age, her body just starting to mature into a woman.
"HAHA boy look who I brought today. I think she is someone you know! Now let's see if you will tell me what I want to know or things will get ugly."
Pola looks up with his lifeless eyes, they get wide at who he sees.
"C-Cora w-what?" 'Cough Cough'
"Haha, surprised at who I brought, now tell me what I want to know!" He looks at Pola with a fever in his eyes expecting a different answer than before.
"L-let her go! She has nothing to do with this!" Pola raises his raspy voice, chains rattling from his movement. He is scared not knowing what is about to happen to her. But nothing good is going to happen with whatever that man does.
"Such a pity I was hoping for a different answer boy. Now this is caused because of you!'
The man rips the blouse off of Cora showing her budding breasts and her underwear. He roughly grabs her breast and fondles her. Her eyes start to tear up, body trying to run away from the man. The man has a strong grip on her as he rips off her underwear. He then roughly pushes her to the ground. In a swift movement like he has done before, takes off his trousers and kneels between Cora's legs.
"STOP! DON"T! SHE HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS! LET HER GO!"
Cora struggles to get away from the man but is unsuccessful. Then the man holds her down and inserts his dick inside of her. He did it in such a rough way that her body spasms. She lets loose muffled screams and tears from her eyes. The man starts thrusting like he is a starved beast. A pool of blood starts to form below her legs as the man doesn't stop. Rough and ragged breaths come from his mouth as he exerts himself.
"I WILL KILL YOU! I SWEAR I WILL KILL YOU IF IT IS THE LAST THING I DO!"
Pola lets loose a beastly scream that reverberates off the stone walls. Veins popping from his neck at how angry he is. Pulling at the chains leaving cuts on his wrists that drip blood.
"Hehehe, I miss the taste of such young girls hehe! You gave me such a reward boy! I can't thank you enough hahahaha!"
The man doesn't stop thrusting, getting the most pleasure out of harming Cora. He moves his large hands around her neck and squeezes. As he does his face chances to one of ecstasy enjoying the moment so much. He continues to thrust until he doesn't. Once he stops with a face that screams pure joy and a loud crack is heard.
Cora's legs fall limply to the side as the man gets up and puts his trousers on. Pola looks at Cora with rage and horror. He sees so much blood between her legs and a white substance. He looks closer and sees that her eyes are open and unblinking. Her diamond-like eyes, lifeless and dull.
"C-Cora? CORA! NO NO NO NO! YOU CAN"T BE DEAD! YOU BASTARD! WHY! WHY DID YOU KILL HER!"
Sobs come out of Pola's mouth as he realizes that his only friend is now dead. Rage then takes over as he looks at the man that just killed Cora. Like a rabid beast he pulls at the chains and tries to attack the man. The man just has a shit eating grin knowing that Pola can't get to him. The man walks closer to Pola and looks him in the eyes. An evil smirk playing on his face.
"So what did you see dear boy? Hahah! Was it worth lying that you didn't see anything? Now your only friend is used and dead! HEHE! Oh she felt wonderful! If you are wondering how I know she was close to you. Well simple really, just have eyes and ears everywhere. Maybe next time you should tell me what you saw hahah! Bye boy, have fun starving here!"
The man walks out of the cell leaving Pola chained up next to his friend's dead body. Sobs coming out of his mouth as his heart is broken, just like his body.
"I-I-I'm s-so-sorry C-Cora. I'm so sorry"
My body freezes at what I had just watched. My blood boiling at such an evil man. I now realize why Pola didn't want to live anymore. I thought just the abuse and being starved was enough. But I was very wrong. I try to take deep breaths to calm down but I just can't. I never condoned such behavior on Earth let alone showing it in front of me!
I swear I will find these men and make sure they pay. I need to be stronger to finish what Pola wanted. Or was it that he wanted to just live a happy life. Agh I don't know! I wish he could have told me. But his life is so much worse than any I have heard about on Earth. Is Primoria really all that great?
It's weird that the memory hasn't faded enough yet. I've been in my thoughts for quite a while.
The scene moves faster with Pola getting thinner and Cora's body being eaten by rats. The body slowly decomposes in front of Pola. Then the door opens and people in shiny silver armor rush in.
Then I am back in the darkness. Not as many dark orbs flying around. I can't get the memories out of my head. This is what Pola must have felt, reliving the memory everyday. Never able to forget. I hope I can manage his trauma... before it breaks me.