บท 839: Demon's Waist Beads

Fear was not a stranger to Rico. For the last few months since he saw Circe Boreas inside the temple of their Primogenitor, he had never gotten a single moment of peace.

He had felt eyes watching him every single day and no matter how anyone else thought it was just him being unnecessarily paranoid, Rico knew he was been watched and measured. He had seen the look in the eyes of Circe, that rage and loathing was familiar to him.

The events that transpired next shifted his focus away from his fear of Circe as Trion went mad. He watched his siblings butcher and eat each other to grow strong and that event had scarred Rico for life.

Trion was a world filled with bloodthirsty fiends and he knew that survival meant becoming one with the pack, and so he had joined the massive blood feasts and consumed flesh alongside the creatures that were once his brothers and sisters.