Chapitre 78: The Might Of The Human Patriarch

Torture came in so many faces. 

For Sue Terin who had lived the last part of her first life with endless torture, she discovered the cruelest form of it. It was familiar to her like the back of her palm. The feeling of having hope, living and crawling for that tiny bit of hope only to end up realizing it was all for naught? That was the cruelest form of torture. It would sneak into one's mind, pushing the body to the limits. And when everything was over, it would leave the body broken beyond repair along with the shattered mind, leaving nothing but a mindless doll.

That doll was Sue Terin in her first life, and she surrendered to the darkness when she had enough of it.

Now, it was Lanuz Seymor's turn.