Surprised Trivia: If Xander in any form would descend into the Broken Sea, he would see and perceive all infinite layers of dimensions as mere fictional worlds all at once; he could also destroy, alter, create, and manipulate, all of them as he pleases because Alpha tier beings like himself or anyone or thing from that layer even mere particles of an atom is not only conceptually superior to the concept of dimensionality and its entirety but also all hierarchy of size; to the point they are infinitesimal in comparison, so yes a mere atom even simple insignificant particle from the second layer is infinitely larger than the Broken sea. Because of this, the Broken Sea was also nicknamed the "Playpen" because higher beings, or those who know how to reach it, simply descend to play with the infinite amount of lesser beings for their own enjoyment.
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Xander tightly holds the neck of Kila; her finger desperately trying to grab into the flesh of his hands; but due to being an illogical error implemented upon the very fabric of existence itself.
There was nothing physically possible to properly much less firmly grabbed onto, to even begin with.
And despite this being a dreamscape; this doesn't mean Kila could escape out of harm's way; as what happened here could still be felt in the real world; after all the brain still process the information of sensation vividly.
Because of this, pain can still be felt here; as vividly as a clear day actually.
With this in mind; Xander had no reason to not take advantage of this, as this woman dared to break into his precious Hasha's mindscape and invade it to acquire her secrets.
This was an unforgivable sin.
A violation of many magnitudes.
The disrespect must be paid back in blood.
It didn't take Xander long to decide what he was going to do to this woman, after all, with the level of control he had over this place he could make the meaning and idea of time irrelevant here.
What could be considered a million years here could be considered zero seconds on the outside? Yes, he could make any units of measurement irrelevant here.
It was decided, Xander looks at Kila, and although his face is impossible to make out due to the static effect of his entire body; you would see the cold face of a man, who has lost all care in the world. At this moment, he wanted to punish this woman, and nothing but that.
He wanted to break her.
He wanted to make her regret it.
He wanted to destroy her sanity to the point every insane decision she made was with a sane mind.
Yet how far can she push her?
How far can he break her?
How far can the human mind take before it collapses on its own sanity?
Well, there was only one way to find out.
Now with a goal in mind, Xander gazed at the struggling Kila; his partner, his playmate, his best friend who was going to accompany him for a time.
He brought his lips to her ears, still holding her tightly as his distorted voice echoed creepily. But in a situation where everything is dire; in a situation where everything is unfair; even a foreign language could be understood to some degree when you are the topic of discussion.
And that's why; despite the obvious distortion. Kila could understand every word he speak for a brief moment.
"The true name of a Diva is equal to their entire lifetime; by taking that away you relinquish their right to freedom... You disgust me, You pigs... You dogs... You cows... You animals... No worries though, I will change that way of thinking because you clearly do not understand what a simple name could do."
"Kyha...HahKyhaha... Ahaha... Ah. That's right you wouldn't know would you; even if someone told you in great detail? I highly doubt you would have understood her suffering after you took her true name by force; that is why, I will take it up upon myself to show you, Yes, Yes, Yes! I will make you understand, I will force you to understand, and I will show you what it means to lose your freedom for a lifetime."
"Now then Kila... Don't break too quickly."
At that moment; before Kila could even respond.
Xander tosses her with great force, so much so, she flew through thousands of buildings in a mere second; at first, she didn't feel anything; no she couldn't how could she? The force she was thrown at killed her before she even touched a single building, even then she knew how she died.
She wanted to despair; but how could a dead woman despair and grieve their death; if they are already dead; after all, if you die in a dream, it's akin to your entire mind being deleted, and because of this your body would be nothing but a husk.
However at that moment, right before she died that is, she heard but four words.
"Observe an unconceivable demise."
*Reality shift*
"Ha... Egh... Wait I'm alive, how? Hehehe... I see Katty did wake me up after all."
However, that thought was soon discarded when she began to hear foreign voices, of many people chairing and singing.
"To the chair!"
"To the chair!"
"To the chair!"
"To the chair!" × ???
"Today we come here to sentence the heretic; the abomination.... The treacherous man-eater, for the death of Zack Gelfagord; and his fourteen other sposes. For years their kind has done nothing but tormented our ancestors, kill, kidnap, and r*pe our male children. Depriving them of their innocent, and all we could do is sit back and watch them do as they please. But no more shall we sit back, today we take action, today we get retribution, today we celebrate our revolt!"
"YEAAAH... Burn her! Burn her! Burn her! Burn her!"
"Burn her! Burn her! Burn her! Burn her!"
"Burn her! Burn her! Burn her! Burn her!"
"Burn her! Burn her! Burn her! Burn her!"
"Burn her! Burn her! Burn her! Burn her!"
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Kila didn't know what the hell was going on, however, she was trembling, this sight, these cheers they were familiar to her, yes this memory was one of hers.
At that moment; a sack was removed from her head; and that's when she saw it, before her where a crowd of angry villagers; they all looked at her with hate and anger beyond her imagination.
Women were crying with anger, and children were either crying or cheering along with their parents or guardians, all of them were there by the thousands.
People were buying; snacks and beverages as if they were going to watch something cinematic, meanwhile she was kneeling before all of them.
"W-W...Why am I here?"
And surprisingly her question was quickly answered.
"Because you're a worthless Diva that couldn't contain their urge for children, and the elderly, and those that you spare, or manage to get away from you never come back to same again, the Divas are heartless monsters isn't that right Kila?"
Kila's heart stopped for a moment; the voice she heard was one she could never forget.
Kila turned her head to the right of her; and saw a familiar figure, it was a little boy twelve years of age wearing casual modern-day short pants, with a skin-tight black sleeves shirt, he had clear skin and pink hair with bright pink eyes,
One word came out of her mouth with tears coming from her eyes.
"Morty... Is that really you?"
"In the flesh big sister... Or should I say heretic who gave into the Diva temptation."
"Wh...what are you... T-T-Talking ABOUT?!"
Kila announces with shock and anger, however, her brother snaps his fingers, and a full-body mirror appears before her.
It was her without a doubt, but the features of inhumanity were all too familiar to her, yes, her skin was fully black as charcoal, with deep cracks, all over, with molten pink lava in them, esoteric in nature, and a pair of large draconic wings could be seen on her back, with a large unicorn-like horn neon pink in color extended fourteen inches from her forehead going upwards, she was naked before everyone to see.
This was a memory.
A memory that impacted her life like no other.
A memory that made her hate Divas like no other.
A memory that scared her like no other.
"T-T-This isn't real... Why am I... i-i...in mothers place? W-Wh-Why am I..I...I... here, im not a Diva, I will never become like those disgusting creatures, I would never become one of those monsters that kill you; big brother?!"
Yes Kila Burges; before she got married, belong to a lower-class family of one mother, an older brother, herself, and a worthless father with a gambling addiction.
For as long as she remembered; her mother worked as a herbalist, and her father was a bricklayer; her mother loved her father, and her father loved her mother, but her father had another love that surpass her love for her mother.
And that was gambling, Father always wanted to live a high life, and he saw many people from the lower class rise to the top or escape from the lower society through gambling; so every evening he would take what he earned, and gambled it all out.
Leaving mother to always be the breadwinner of the family; she had to pay the bills, she had to find food, and she had to aid us when we were sick.
And this continued for years; till eventually Mother seem to have reached her breaking point; and one day Mother lashed out at Father and call him out on his worthlessness.
'Now by default father is a man; and in this Era, Men hold absolute control over everything, what they say goes; and men and their egos, well I don't have to elaborate on that, but because my mother embarrassed father in front of the whole neighborhood, father lashed out at her but not like mother did with verbal words, no he got physical, that day he beat mother half to death in anger, or was it because he felt that his pointless pride and almost non-existent reputation was at jeopardy.'
'I don't know for what reason, but our family began to go south after that, Mother barely talk to Father, and Father barely talk to Mother.'
'It was like the house became a faction, the father took care of the boys, and the mother care of the girls meaning, my brother was always with my fathers and I was always with my mother.'
'But it was after that day, weird things began to happen in the village, children and elderly men started to go missing, and when they were found they were either found dead by being eaten alive or rid of their vast or limited life force.'
'Yes, a Diva killed them; it wasn't long before they found out who the culprit was, someone or most likely a woman who gave into the mysterious phenomenon known as Divafication, it's when a woman suddenly starts to hear voices in their head; offering them power, offering them escape, and offering them a new path by granting them a wish, a wish to turn them to their desired self.
"And you guessed it, my mother was that Diva, the heretic who falls to temptation, however before one can be achieved, full Divafication; they must first devour a hundred men, and for that, they get the partial and incomplete form to carry out the hunting ritual our so many Divas call it.'
'That is why it's common for a woman who is taking part in the hunting ritual to aim for children or elderly men because they are the easiest prey; especially children. Normally Diva is separated into two classes; the first class is the seductive class, these Divas only eat by draining a man's balls of their life energy and are the most common types of Divas, while the second class is more rare and vastly more scary. And that is the Predator class, these Divas are Divas who don't have a taste for semen but instead want life force directly from the body itself.'
'Meaning the flesh, blood, organs, and bones, are their main nutrients, these types of Divas are the most dangerous as they are way more destructive because of their predator-like behavior.'
'And finally, there exists a type of Diva called Bi-Types, and are the rarest so rare in fact that it's only 1 out of 300,000 women when a Bi-Type is born, these types can go both ways, meaning absorption via sexual intercourse or absorption through devouring of flesh. These Divas are the type of Divas that have the potential to quickly grow as they are not picky to them a man of any type is just a meal, they can devour the full essence of a man completely because they eat both flesh and semen.'
'And you guessed it, my mother was a Bi-Type, and one day when I came in from picking herbs with my friends; we saw it, my mother, no that monster was strangling my brother who had all of his limbs eaten off with a sadistic smile while she was riding father lower off sucking him as dry as a prune.'
'She was so into it, that she didn't even recognize neither my nor my good friend's presence despite our screams of terror; I wanted to do something, I wanted to help, but I couldn't do anything, not a single thing.'
'It wasn't long before the village guards came, and apprehend her; but based on her appearance, she had already devoured 98 human males already, and if she finishes devoured, my brother and father it would have been the birth of a Master Rank Diva if the ritual wasn't stopped.'
'My brother lived momentarily after he was saved but died hours later, and my father died minutes before he was saved.'
'Meanwhile, the village skilled men train with techniques for self-defense came and subdue, her, right away she was sentenced to death and executed by the Serga Chair Method.'
However, as Kila remembered about her childhood and her current situation, her heart stopped when she remembered.
The Serga Chair Execution Method.
"D-Don't tell me!?"
Her body turned around with all its might despite being shackled from head to toe with chains made from special alloys, and also reinforce with many techniques.
She fell to the ground, her legs and arms getting tighter the more she moved, as that was one of the effects of the shackles on her, but she saw something she could never forget.
The way her mother died.
Yes, she was sentenced to death by the Sega Chair.
Her eyes laid witness, to the chair that has taken the life of many Divas in the past; it was a large metallic chair; with many needles all over it, that spun like a drill simultaneously, at the center of the chair was a large metallic pyramid with spikes as well. The chair was over seven hundred years old and had rust deeply wedged in its entirety, blood stains from previous Diva could still be seen eternally stick on it.
The Serga chair was made by the Torture King of Moswold; Lord Serga Jiahel DËlkwana IV, the needles are reinforced with many techniques that increased pain by leaps and bounds to the point the pain is impossible to fathom.
That pyramid is exactly what you are thinking it uses for, it was made as a way to mock the Diva race; because Divas are seen as high-class ladies in their world, it was made with the idea to mock and inflict embarrassment and pain at the same time, so when a Diva sits on the murderous throne known as he Serga Chair it's to make them die a slow and agonizing death that cannot be put into mere words even if it was explained with a great amount of detail.
Now Divas are nigh unkillable due to their insane regeneration speed making them tank almost any techniques thrown at them, and the only way to kill them is by beheading them and making their heart stop at the same time; or inflicting enough damage to the point their regeneration is meaningless. A normal way to stop their regeneration is to burn them to ashes at the stake with a special flame created via a special technique called the Repentance flame technique, it's an attack that can't be extinguished once something is lit with its flames.
Now the Serga chair is just to inflict pain, the real execution is to light a Diva on fire as they sit on the chair suffering in pain and agony unimaginable in all fields, as they slowly burn into nothing by the repentance flame technique as everyone watches.
Kila's Memory was vivid she knew her mother took eighteen hours to die when she was sentenced.
And now her worst fear was coming through because her brother look at her and said.
"Prepare that ass... The fun has just begun, be happy im starting this punishment for touching my most beloved one with something light, because this is just one of countless scenario im going to put you through, and yes... You... Will... Know... Pain!"
"Let's see after an unimaginable & uncountable amount of painful, and cruel, and inhumane scenarios and torture, I wonder will the woman known as Kila Gelfagord would still exist, or will she become nothing but a husk of her former self? That is one of the answers that will satisfy my curiosity after all, But I wonder if I will truly be satisfied with your suffering after all is said and done, this answer also intrigued me, well; we have a lifetime together, and just so you know, an ancient Lamia like Hasha is immortal and can't die of old age, so we shall spend so much time here, that when im done with you, we shall be the oldest being on this planet, now then let's begin the fun shall we!?"