Behind the throne, the fearless one emerged, casting a look of superiority in my direction, observing me as if I were a mere insect.
"Guinea pig? Let's see, you say that after realizing your head rolling on the floor."
I will cut off your head, but I won't allow your death to be painless. I will decapitate you slowly, until you beg for the mercy of death.
"I like rebellious guinea pigs; it makes me want to dominate them more. As you can see, I've saved your spot. Be grateful."
If it were a moment ago, his words might have affected me, but now, none of it mattered because my focus was entirely directed towards my target, who was right in front of me.
"I'm going to chop you into pieces. And I'll have a barbecue with your flesh. I'll savor that brain you're so proud of with a sauce made from your blood."
"As you can see. I'm trembling with fear."
The fearless one's expressions never changed; he continued to look at me with the same eyes from the beginning, despite his childlike appearance. And upon closer observation, I realized that this fearless one bore a strong resemblance to a human.
His skin was white, green hair, and red eyes, all characteristics of an ordinary person. However, his scent told a different story, as this fearless one exuded the stench of a demon.
"The conversation is over."
I activated my Speed Iz Brute Force and advanced towards his head, but I noticed the absence of any reaction or intention from him.
"Hey! Why aren't you attacking?"
"Why would I attack a guinea pig? As you can see. I can't leave a scar on my loyal guinea pig."
"I see. Then die!"
I couldn't be satisfied with just killing him, so I decided to cut off his arm. However, I was surprised by his reaction, which wasn't what I expected.
"Aaaahhh! My arm!!!" writhing in pain, the fearless one screamed.
"What's wrong? I thought you were tougher."
It seemed that the fearless one's bravado was all talk. He quickly abandoned his arrogance after losing just one arm.
"Please, stop! Let me live! I'll do anything you want! Please, don't kill me!"
The fearless one began crawling on the floor, moving away from me in obvious fear, tears flooding his eyes.
"I didn't know that. Demons cry."
I had always believed that, with their demon bodies, they were devoid of this human trait. However, in the end, all, in the face of death's despair, gave in to tears.
"I beg you. You can have all my research, but don't kill me, please!"
"I'll kill you, but don't worry. Your death will be excruciating."
"No!!!!"
He began to kneel and beg for mercy, but strangely, his agony only increased my desire to torment him. A cruel smile spread across my face, and my malevolence reached its peak.
"All right. I won't kill you."
"Really!?"
"Yes."
"Thank you, thank you so much. Aaaahhh! My arm!" Before he could realize it, his other arm was already severed.
Unable to contain the blood gushing onto the floor, the fearless one cried out in agony.
"Help me! Please! Stop this bleeding, or I'll die."
"Do you really think a demon would help anyone?"
"What?"
"I am the demon himself!"
I cut off his leg and joined it to his arm as he writhed in pain. It was a scene that gave me perverse pleasure, and I felt great satisfaction in taking a significant step in my quest for revenge.
"My arm! My leg! It hurts! It hurts so much! Someone! Someone help me! This monster is going to eat me!!" Crawling, the fearless one desperately pleaded for help.
"Yes, I'm a monster and your worst nightmare. Get ready to die! Lhiahahahahaha!"
I walked slowly towards him, grabbed him by the hair, and provocatively licked his face.
"It's not so tasty, but with some seasoning, it will be delicious."
"Are you going to eat me!?"
"Literally! Lhilhilhi!
"Aaaahhh! Someone help me. This monster wants to eat me!"
I positioned my sword slowly against one of his legs, making a slow cut while covering the fearless one's mouth. When I released him, he screamed even louder than before. Seizing the moment, I aggressively placed the leg next to his other arm.
"Arrrggggggggghhhhhhhhh!!"
The fearless one was on the verge of unconsciousness, but I couldn't allow that to happen. He needed to experience firsthand what real pain was.
"No. You can't die like this."
"I… am… dying?" The fearless one murmured.
"No, we're just getting started."
I tore off his upper clothes and saw that he had a well-defined chest. I saw that the chicken breast kebabs, I mean, fearless breast, would be worth it. I began to rip open his belly and slowly remove his intestines. It was possible to hear the loud screams he was emitting in the distance.
"Calm down, chicken, I'm just taking care of the meat, so it has a better flavor."
"Please let me die," he murmured.
"No, when you die the meat will be rotten. I will season you alive, and then I will roast you and eat you. Get ready."
"I wanna die!"
Being fearless, he would not just die from this, but the pain was something he could not reject, and, being fearless, his death would be prolonged.
I went deeper into his body and touched something. Was it a liver or a stomach? I didn't know much about this. I removed it from his body and asked the question.
"Is this your liver or stomach?"
"Kill me, please!"
"It doesn't matter. Everything will be roasted separately."
I went a little higher and touched something else. Judging by the shape, I would say it was his heart.
"Hey, is this your heart? Neerrrrr! What would happen if I ripped out your heart?"
For a moment, the fearless one stopped screaming in pain and suddenly…
"Caaaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
"What?"
"As you can see, I don't feel a thing."
The fearless one, out of nowhere, changed his expression, appearing as a different person. His face reverted to what it was before, the one that always looked at me with a superior gaze.
"What's going on here?"
"Are you daft or something?"
"What?"
"As you can see, this is all an act. However, I couldn't help myself when I saw something so foolish. You call this torture? How hilarious. Caaahahahahaha!"
Just a moment ago, I was quite content torturing, but upon realizing he was just pretending, I felt humiliated. I couldn't figure out what to do with this fearless one who was simulating pain, perhaps even deriving pleasure from it, which only made me more infuriated.
"Carry on, guinea pig. As you can see, I still have my heart intact. Keep torturing me and have your demon barbecue. Caaaahahahaha! You're quite amusing for a guinea pig, but don't worry."
"…"
"As you can see, I'm a good guinea pig caretaker, even the funny ones. You'll be very happy in my happiness pot. And as a gift, I'll name your name as the Pot of Happy Torture. Caaaahahahahahahaha! How hilarious. Caaahaahahahaha!"
I could only watch him belittling me with every word he uttered. I couldn't contain my anger. I wanted to continue torturing him, but it was all in vain, as this fearless one felt no pain and would only laugh at my expense.
I will always remember this day, the day the fearless one I had killed humiliated me in the worst possible way. Unable to contain my outrage, I cut his throat, hoping he would die as quickly as possible.
"That's right, guinea pig. You…"
I continued to cut him aggressively into various pieces, so I wouldn't have to hear his annoying voice anymore.
"What a pain."
"It's really a pain."
"What?"
I thought he was already dead, but parts of his body started coming together, piece by piece, transforming into a headless fearless one.
"Don't worry, guinea pig. The fight has only just begun," the head on the ground said.
But it was strange that his body regenerated separately from the head. Was it a flaw?
"As you can see, I will pierce my heart. Until next time, Receptacle."
"You!!!"
I responded with anger, and at that moment, the fearless one pierced his own chest with his hand, falling to the ground with a pained cry. The scene was confusing and terrifying; I couldn't understand why he had taken his own life.
However, something even more astonishing happened immediately afterward: the fearless one's body began to moan and tremble, filling and growing larger with each passing moment. It was as if something dark and powerful was taking over him.
His body grew uncontrollably, and the force of his growth was such that it brought down the ceiling with a deafening crash. I had to dodge the falling debris while watching in disbelief the terrifying transformation happening before my eyes.
"Rawwww!!!"
The fearless one roared, and when I looked up, I realized that this demon was at least three times larger than the one Max had exploded. The idea of facing him in his bestial form was indeed interesting. I began to smile and positioned my sword, preparing for this impending battle.
"I'll kill you a thousand times!"