Mike gently released his wife and daughter from the poles they were tied to.
"Alisa, Jenna, are you alright?" Mike asked, his voice filled with concern and relief.
"I knew you would come for me," Jenna said, extending her hand to touch Mike's cheek and offering a faint smile.
Tears welled up in Mike's eyes as he nodded in response to his daughter's words.
Weeeweee
Suddenly, an alarm blared inside the lab, startling everyone.
"Mike, take your wife and daughter out of here. I will handle this myself," Anon commanded.
"But, Master—"
"Just go," Anon interrupted firmly, his anger apparent in his tone.
Mike had not only silenced all potential sources of information in the room but had also triggered the alarm.
"I-I'm sorry, Master. Please forgive me," Mike apologized as he picked up his daughter and wife.
"Don't worry, you will be punished for this later. Go for now," Anon said, accepting Mike's apology but also making it clear that consequences awaited him.
"I'm ready for any punishment, Master," Mike replied earnestly before exiting the lab immediately.
Anon summoned the Crown of Darkness and placed it on his head before stepping out of the room.
Creak
As Anon reached the exit, another door next to his room swung open, revealing a bespectacled man who glanced at the lab's exit and shouted, "This is code red, everyone exit the lab. I repeat, code red, exit the lab at once."
Anon whispered into the man's ear, "You should look both ways before exiting dangerous grounds."
"Huh...?" As the man turned to look back...
His eyes glowed purple, and he fell under Anon's control.
"It was a false alarm. Keep everyone inside," Anon commanded.
"Yes," the man replied in a trance-like state.
The man immediately returned to the room and informed everyone present that it was a false alarm, prompting them to stay inside.
Anon followed suit, entering the room and closing the door behind him.
Inside the room, he saw a scene he had already witnessed through the clone's memories—a massive magical circle in the center of the room, generating clones, and imposing human Chimeras disposing of butchered human parts onto the magic circle.
Present in the room were five humans, four of them females, and three human Chimeras.
"S-67, who is he?" one of the female scientists asked the bespectacled man that Anon had hypnotized.
"So, you create clones, huh...? Using butchered human parts. Interesting," Anon remarked as he observed the magical circle in the middle of the room.
A dense aura of bloodlust emanated from Anon, causing the humans in the lab to freeze in fear, while the human Chimeras continued their tasks, seemingly undisturbed.
"So, are you in charge here?" Anon inquired, approaching the woman who had asked about Anon, from the bespectacled man.
The woman, appearing to be around 35 with green mascara, thick thighs, a prominent ass, and a beautiful face, remained silent. Anon closed the distance between them, placing his chin on her shoulder. His breath felt like a song of death to her, causing her hands to tremble, and she dropped her notepad.
Anon picked up the notepad and read aloud, "Clones to be processed today: 600. Only 17 clones have been processed as we are not getting any response from the blood supply lab... If this continues, as the incharge of the clone lab, I will have to go there myself."
"Well, darling, it's good that you didn't go there. It's quite a bloody mess on that side," Anon whispered into the woman's ear, adopting a chilling tone.I think you should take a look at
"If you want..." another woman spoke timidly.
"Huh...?" Anon looked at her with confusion.
"I-if it's money that, y-you want. W-we can give you," she stuttered, her eyes filled with fear, unable to make direct eye contact.
"Hmmm...? Now we're talking business," Anon said, walking towards her.
"So, you want to bribe me to leave the site, huh...?" Anon asked.
"Y-yes," the woman replied, trembling.
"Well, that's an interesting offer. How much can you offer? Remember, your lives depend on the amount you say next," Anon said, touching her cheek with his lips and strongly pinching her breasts.
"One hundred platinum coins," the woman answered, shivering with fear.
"Piiii~ Wrong answer," Anon said, biting her ear lightly and tightening his grip on her breasts suddenly.
As he did so, the woman's emotions overwhelmed the incharge, and she called out, "Guards, kill him."
The human Chimeras instantly stopped their tasks and lunged at Anon from all directions.
"Hah... Can't let two love birds chat, can you?" Anon remarked as he confronted the Chimeras head-on and...
Anon summoned three Thunder Javelins and released them all at once, obliterating the human Chimeras with ease. The Thunder Javelins struck the Chimeras' heads, annihilating their brains.
"I-impossible," the other woman gasped in surprise.
"Well, where was I?" Anon said as he approached the next woman.
As soon as he reached behind her, he inserted his hand into her panties and started rubbing her pussy lips.
"Anhhh~" she moaned.
"Ah, yes. Wrong answer, so you think your lives are worth only 100 platinum coins?" Anon asked, continuing to grope her.
'What soft bodies? Her pussy feels so smooth,' Anon thought.
"What do you want from us?" the incharge finally spoke up.
A smile crept across Anon's face as he left the woman he was touching and approached the incharge.
"Finally, you decided to speak up, huh...?" Anon said, grabbing her big ass and squeezing it tightly.
'Oh my god... I could make a trampoline out of this ass. It's as if no one has ever touched it. What kind of master doesn't want to play with this ass?' Anon thought.
"I asked, what do you want?" the incharge inquired, sounding frustrated.
"Well, how about that cloning spell, to start?" Anon asked, squeezing both her buttocks simultaneously.
"You know about the cloning spell?" the incharge girl asked with a surprised expression.
"Oh, I know many things. Now you have two options: either you die here, or you tell me everything about this place. Choose now," Anon said, groping her breasts.
"I want to die," the incharge girl replied, disgust evident on her face.
"Yeah, that option is invalid. So, you've chosen to tell me everything. Very well, let's begin the torture session. Hehehe..." Anon said, smiling sweetly.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I welcome you all to the Game of Questions and Answers. No, let me rephrase that. Welcome to the game of 'Answer or Torture,'" Anon said, laughing sinisterly.
Four girls and one guy were standing in front of him, all under his hypnosis, each holding a knife in their hands.
"So, the rules are simple. All you have to do is answer the questions I ask you. If you fail to answer the question in under 10 seconds, you will cut off one of your fingers yourself. Oh, and one more thing – your pain sensors have been amplified by ten times. So, watch out for any cuts, because it won't feel pleasant. Does everyone understand the rules?" Anon asked with a wicked smile.
Everyone stared at him, their expressions showing fear and disgust. However, they had no choice but to follow his orders under his hypnosis.
"Well, I'll take that as a yes. Now, let's start this game," Anon declared.
"Why are you doing this to us?" the bespectacled guy asked in a low tone.
"Well, looks like our contestants have some questions. What was that, sir?" Anon replied.
"I asked, why are you doing this to us?" he reiterated.
"Because I take pleasure in killing people. Obviously, what else can be the reason?"
"You psychopathic bastard, why are you killing us? There are thousands of people outside. Go and kill them!" The guy with the glasses shouted.
"Yes, you are right. But you see, today I realized that I want to kill a guy wearing a white lab coat and a pair of glasses on his fucking eyes. Anything else you want to say, sir?" Anon taunted.
"This is not right. You are doing a very wrong thing," the guy sobbed as tears flowed from his eyes.
Anon walked up to the guy and whispered in his ears, "Well, seems like what you did to all those humans in that red room is right, huh...? Mister righteous bastard."
The guy's expression changed abruptly, his eyes opening in surprise.
"Y-You..."
"Yes, I took a tour of that little butcher shop of yours, and that's where I will hang your bodies, or should I say, only your body, because these girls will become breeding machines for my ogres," Anon said with a menacing smile.
"Well, let's just forget all that and start the quiz," Anon said as he took a chair and sat down.
"First question goes to the guy with the glasses. What is this place called, and why is it made?" Anon asked.
"T-This place...."
"You have only 6 seconds left and i am still counting down, so you better answer or say bye-bye to that finger of yours." Anon warned.
"T-This place is called 'The Demonic Womb,' and it is made to create undead soldiers named 'Zombies,'" he responded swiftly.
"Good, 10 points go to the guy with the glasses," Anon said, smiling at him.
"What? 10 points?" the guy asked, puzzled.
"Oh, did I not tell you about the point system? My bad, silly me. So, the first one of you to gain 100 points will..."
"Will get released, right?" the guy with the glasses spoke, hope flickering in his eyes.
"No, you idiot. Don't be too hasty. The first one to reach 100 points will get killed first," Anon said with an evil smile.
"Fuck.."
"Now, the next question to the brave girl who tried to bribe me. What is your cup size?" Anon asked, with a perverted look in his eyes as he licked his bottom lip.
"Huh...?"
"What?"
"What the hell is wrong with you?" the guy with glasses protested.
"Yep, cut one one of your finger," Anon commanded.
"W-Wh..?" Suddenly, his hands moved involuntarily. The hand holding the knife rose up, and the other hand was placed on the table.
"No... No....Noooooo"
Chop
The guy with glasses chopped off one of his fingers.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...." he shouted in agony.
"Shut up," Anon commanded, and the guy immediately complied, closing his mouth forcefully and against his will.
"Now, where was I? Yes, your time is ticking, girl. You better speak or..."
"I-I am a C," she answered, trying to save herself from any pain.
"Good, now next question to the random girl with nice and big boobies. Do you masturbate ?"
"Y-Yes." She answered.
"Cool, show me. No, get naked and keep masturbating until your turn comes back." Anon commanded.
The girl had huge boobs, nice ass and an average face. Her age looked to be around 26 or so.
She immediately stood up on Anon's command and started removing her clothes.
"Wait, Remove your clothes in a more seducing way. Like you are calling me to fuck you." Anon commanded.
The girl first removed her white coat, and revealed her real clothes underneath. She was wearing a white t-shirt and blue pants underneath.
First she removed her t-shirt, then removed her pants, revealing a pair of white laced panties and Brazzers.
"Woah, That's a nice and big rack you got there on both sides. I would love to motorboat those bad boys but let's keep them for later." Anon spoke.
The girl then unhooked her Bra and revealed two big tits with inverted nipples and huge areolas.
"Ohhhh, rare inverted nipples. That's nice." Anon spoke as he smiled evilly.
*Sob-Sob*
"Huh..? Are you crying ?" Anon asked as he stood up and walked near the girl.
Anon noticed tears coming out of her eyes and spoke.
"Aww... You also feel like this is wrong huh...?" Anon asked.
*Sob-Sob*
The girl nodded in yes, as she removed her panties and revealed her plump pink untouched pussy.
*Slap*
"Anhhh"
"Well darling, what work was assigned to you in this lab ?" Anon asked as he slapped on her bare ass and pussy lips.
"I-I was the incharge of maintaining, *Sob-Sob* the circle with mana supply." The girl replied.
"Well, guess what ? I am going to maintain you now. Turn your face towards the chair and let me see your pussy as you start masturbating." Anon commanded.
"So, the next question is for the girl with blue hair and blue eyes. What is your name, darling?" Anon asked.
"I am S-78."
"No, not that one. I am asking your real name," Anon clarified.
"Ashley."
"Hmmm.... I don't like that name. Cut off one finger," Anon commanded.
"Wait, please. You can't do that. I didn't name myself. Please, Nooooooo...."
Chop
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh...." She screamed louder than the guy with glasses.
"Shut up," Anon said, rubbing his ears and looking at the girl.
Upon hearing Anon's command, she immediately shut her mouth, no matter how much pain she was suffering.
"Look, guys, I don't have anything against any of you. I am not a savior of those who are lying, oh sorry, hanging dead inside that red room. I just needed the information at first, but when I looked at your faces, I felt this urge to torture you to the ends of hell. But I am not doing that, at least not yet. We are just playing a simple game."
"I will give you every single piece of information I have on me; let my partners go," the in-charge sitting in the last chair spoke.
"Oh my God, would you look at that? The in-charge lady is willing to reveal her dirty little secrets to save her partners, huh..?" Anon spoke with a smile, glancing at the lady.
"Well, let's see what you've got. Question number one: Who is your master?" Anon asked.
"We never met our master. We receive orders at the start of every month from someone through that communication crystal there," the in-charge lady replied, pointing towards a crystal on the table.
"Can you contact him right now?" Anon asked.
"No, it's a one-sided communication crystal. Only he can contact us," she explained.
"Well, that's sad, huh? What are your orders for this month?" Anon asked.
"We are ordered to produce 10,000 clones and 100,000 zombies by the end of this month, and we are supposed to give our reports every day, at the end of the day."
"To whom?" Anon asked.
"We don't know; we just put the reports on the dining table at 7 pm every day, and we are not allowed to go out until one hour has passed after that," she explained.
"Hmmm... So, what does he give you to do his work?" Anon inquired.
"This.." she said, pulling out a very small bottle filled with pink-colored liquid.
"Hmm...? What is this?"
"A drug," she said.
"A drug? You mass murder people and turn them into disgusting monsters for this pink liquid, huh..? That's interesting too."
"That's a very addictive drug. He roped us in with that drug."
"What do you mean, he roped you in? You said that you never saw him?" Anon asked, giving her a suspicious look.
"I was an alchemist and worked for the Adventurer's guild. I ate my food from this inn that was at the center of the city. One day I felt something strange about the food; it was tastier than usual, and I felt this strange joy after eating it.
I didn't knew that he was drugging my food until one day when he didn't.
I ate my food like every day, but my stomach didn't feel good. I thought it was something else until I started vomiting blood.
I asked the healers about it, but they didn't know what it was; no healing spells worked. I was continuously vomiting blood that night. When I came home, the window of my room was opened, and a crystal ball and a bottle of this liquid were on my table.
I didn't know what it was, but suddenly a voice started talking from the crystal ball. It sounded neither like a human nor like a beast; it was something else.
The voice said that if I drank the liquid in that bottle, I would be cured again.
I had no other way rather than giving it a try; I was dying anyway. So, I drank it, and it cured me. From then on, I need one dose of that thing every seven days, or I will die," the lady explained.
"...and you all need it?" Anon asked.
"Yes," she confirmed.
'Sephie, can you hear me?' Anon used
'Yes, Master,' Sephie replied.
'There is this drug in my hand that seems rather unique; its color is pink, and it's very shiny. If not taken for 7 days, the victim starts to throw up blood. Do you know something about it?' Anon asked.
'Hmm...? A pink drug, you say? Let me check; my mother once told me about it, I think. It's made from an Incubus's Semen, I think, and yes, found it,' Sephie spoke.
'What is it?'
'Master, this drug is called 'Slave Drink.' It's made from an Incubus's Semen, and three doses are enough to make someone addicted to it. If given in excessive amounts for a fixed period of time, to a female human, it makes them vomit blood if not taken in 7 days,' Sephie explained.
'Okay.'
'Anything else, Master?' Sephie asked.
'Yeah, can you make a cure for this shit?' Anon asked.
'The cure for this drug is simple, Master, but you have to get the Incubus from which it was made,' Sephie spoke.
'Hmmm... Just get the things ready. I will bring the Incubus,' Anon ordered.
'Yes, Master.'
"So, where did you say you ate your meals?" Anon asked, looking at the lady in-charge.
"At the center of the first ring, there is an inn named 'Gilbert's Inn.' That's where I used to eat my meals," she answered.
As Anon started thinking, his eyes fell on the guy with glasses.
"You, what drug do you take? Is it the same one?" Anon asked.
"No, Sob-Sob I take this one," he said, throwing another drug bottle towards Anon.
This time it was filled with shiny green liquid.
"Okay, this motherfucker really likes shiny colors, huh...?" Anon spoke as he looked at the green liquid with frustrated look.
"So, to sum it all up: you all work for an unknown person who got you addicted to this drug, and now you can't live without it if it's not injected into your veins every seven days, right ?" Anon asked.
"Yes," the lady in charge replied.
"Well, I have one last question. Where do you get all these people from that you butchered to make your eveil and mindless clones ?" Anon inquired with a smile.
"King Alfred funded our research. We don't know why he did that; we only know that these people were all sent here from his continent and food supplies were also given by him." she explained.
Anon immediately remembered, 'King Alfred, huh ? I never saw him on the battlefield once. Now that i remember, Derein did told me about the king who said no to support Arthur in that battle, maybe his name was king Alfred.'
"But two days ago, we received something that surprised us," she continued with a serious expression.
"What?" Anon asked curiously.
"We received a dead body."
"Uh huh... ?" Anon said his eyebrows lift up in doubt.
"That dead body wasn't a normal one; it was King Alfred's body." she revealed.
"What? You mean King Alfred is dead ?" Anon asked in surprise.
"Yes, five days ago. We received orders to make a clone that looked exactly like him, and three days later, we received his dead body, it was Brutally stabbed with sword and his face was also crushed but i recognised him because i made his clone just 3 days before his death.
It's pretty clear that the one sitting on the throne currently is..."
"...a clone," Anon said before her, completing the sentence.
"Yes, and I can give you something that can help you control that clone efficiently. You can control human minds with your powers, but you can't control clones, can you?" she said, with a bluffing smile on her face.
"What is it?" Anon asked curiously because it was true, Anon has tried to control the zombies and clones Before, but he had failed to do so.
"First, you have to let them go," she tried to negotiate.
"Oh, a negotiation, huh...? Okay, I will let them go," Anon agreed, looking at the guy wearing glasses with an angry expression.
Anon's eyes shined bright purple for a moment as he looked at him.
"Yes," the guy with glasses said as he took the knife in his hands and stabbed himself through his throat with full pressure.
"Nooooo...." The lady in charge shouted, but before she could say anything else, the guy's throat started bleeding out like a fountain, and his body fell lifeless on the floor.
"Ahhhhhhh..."
"Shit! S-67 killed himself."
All four of them shouted as they saw their partner die horribly.
"Okay, one gone. Next one to go will be the bribing girl. Stab that knife through your right eye and start twisting it until you die," Anon said as he looked at the girl, and his eyes shined purple.
Her eyes also shined purple as she replied with an emotionless face, "Yes."
Before she could've stabbed herself in the eye, the lady in charge shouted loudly, "Stoooooopppppp."
"Stop," Anon commanded.
As soon as she heard Anon, she immediately stopped her hands, and the knife's tip halted just 5cm away from touching her eye.
"Stop, I will give it to you. Don't kill her," the lady in charge spoke, understanding that there is no room for negotiation in front of Anon.
"Good girl," Anon said, laughing a little toward the lady in charge.
After that, the lady in charge pulled out something from her pocket and gave it to Anon.
It was a crystal shining orange from the middle and green from its edges.
"Care to explain how this works?" Anon asked.
"This is a Control Crystal. We implant a magic crystal inside every single clone we make, and instead of a brain, this thing controls the clone. Basically, the clones act similar to the humans we made them from, but if we need to issue some direct orders to them, we use this crystal," she explained.
Anon took the crystal in his hands, and a message popped up in front of him.
[Control Crystal has been found. Would you like to Connect with it?]
'Yes.'
[Connection has been successfully established]
The control crystal slowly vanished from Anon's hand.
"What the?" The lady in charge saw this and immediately got stunned, as this was nothing she had seen before.
[1/5000 Clone has been found Connected to the crystal]
[King Alfred's Clone.]
Suddenly, a small part of Anon's consciousness was inside Alfred's mind. Anon felt every touch on Alfred's clone and saw what he was seeing.
It was as if he was a part of Anon's body. At this time, Alfred's clone was sitting at the dining table and eating his lunch. Now if Anon wanted, he could have commanded him to eat more strawberries instead of grapes.
He had control over the clone.
"Woohooo, This is awesome. You use these things like remote controls to control these toys of yours from whatever distance you want, huh?" Anon asked, getting excited.
"Yes, that is correct," the lady spoke.
"Haha... Good, good. This is some good shit. I can order him to start a war on other continents with just a thought," Anon spoke.
"This thing is good, but not very useful to me. I can just mind-control any human and change his course of actions. But with this, I kill the human first, and then use his body parts and mutated vampire blood to create a clone that looks just like him, and he will be like a remote control car that I can control from any range with this control crystal.
Eh, this is not useful for me at present, but who knows, maybe I can make use of this in the future. I should learn how this works," Anon thought as he laughed at the lady in charge.