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– Frey Starlight's POV –
-9 Days Until the Mission Ends-
I didn't sleep at all that night.
Sunlight crept into my room, casting its golden glow as I sat motionless, drained by everything I'd seen the night before.
If my fears were even partially correct, then this mission might be far beyond my reach. No matter how strong I am, I can't take on a monster wielding a power tied to one of the Ten Upper Seats
My only option now is to trust the system—the same system that's guided me this far. If it assigned me this mission, then there must be a way to complete it, no matter how overwhelming it seems.
After all, it's been classified as a main mission, not a final one.
"There has to be a way."
That thought echoed in my mind as I left my room and headed toward the temple.
My daily routine was unchanged: I'd attend morning sessions at the temple, spend two hours visiting the princess, and then return to train with Melina and Snow.
That's what my life had become ... waiting for the obstacle the system's "direct advice" promised to throw in my path.
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– Sansa Valerion's POV –
Morning broke, ushering in another day.
I lay quietly on the bed in my small chamber—just one of dozens of empty rooms within the cold, deserted halls of Moon Castle.
The place was too quiet. And somehow, unbearably loud at the same time.
'Kill… death… blood…'
With a tired hand, I brushed my hair aside and looked at the strands between my fingers.
It was now jet black.
It felt like I was losing myself ... piece by piece. And that hurt. Because it meant losing the last fragment of her… my mother.
I couldn't even mourn properly. A chilling numbness had wrapped around my heart, stealing away everything except the void.
"Humans are not born equal."
I learned that the moment I came into this world as a princess—daughter of the most powerful man alive, the one who ruled above all.
People called it a blessing. A life to envy.
But the truth couldn't be further from that.
It was just another kind of curse.
Death… blood… kill…
"It started two years ago…"
On a bitter winter night, the winds howled through the Moon Castle… as everyone inside was taken ... kidnapped by monsters from the other continent.
They called me lucky to have survived.while the others died...
But—
"Did I really survive?"
The girl who returned that night ... was she still Sansa Valerion, the princess? Or something else entirely?
For two years, I couldn't sleep. I no longer needed food or water to survive.
These unnatural powers slowly separated me from the rest of humanity.
And I couldn't run from that reality anymore. I had been denied the world of dreams.
Until recently…
That familiar heaviness in my eyes… the urge to close them… it had returned.
And for a moment, I was happy.
"But even that simple gift came with a price."
I'd regained the ability to sleep .. but it came with voices. Whispers that sounded like a war raging inside my head.
'Blood… death… kill… destroy… TEAR THEM APART!'
Whose voice was it?
It never stopped.
It kept trying to plant those vile thoughts inside me .. even invading my dreams.
"Reality is a nightmare. And my dreams… are worse."
I resisted. I still do.
"I know I'm not alone…"
Oliver is with me.
I have friends.
The ones I met in the Elite Class…
"And Frey…"
I have a place to return to. Something to hold on to. Something that gives me a reason to fight.
But the drowsiness was stronger.
With bloodshot eyes, I tried to resist…
But I couldn't.
They shut at last .. and a single tear slipped down my cheek.
"I'm sorry…"
And just like that, the nightmare began again.
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Her body lay upon a cold, steel table beneath a piercing white light that blinded her golden eyes.
Surrounding her were dozens of masked figures, cloaked in black.
Their hands were soaked in crimson blood…
Lying on that cold surface… the princess was consumed by an agony beyond imagination. She had been forced to remain conscious as those monsters carried out their grotesque experiments on her.
They had sliced open her chest ... from just beneath her neck down to her stomach.
Her organs and torn flesh were strewn across the table, soaked in a terrifying pool of blood.
They cut so deep, their blades reached her barely beating heart. From above, a rounded object descended, placed directly atop it .. at that point, the pain had become so overwhelming that the princess could no longer grasp reality.
"She's enduring it better than we expected," one of the masked men remarked.
"Royal blood isn't something to take lightly," his companion replied.
They were thrilled.
At last, they had a subject who might survive their dark ambitions.
"But are we really placing something that valuable inside her?" one of them questioned.
"Do it. She's just a prototype. She'll die the moment her purpose is fulfilled."
The masked figures debated eagerly, while the princess heard nothing but a grating hum, a blinding light, and pain that devoured her soul.
At that moment, Sansa had no concept of what "pain" truly meant.
She had lived her entire life within the safety of the royal palace, cradled in her mother's warmth. She had known nothing but care and affection.
But now… she was shackled to a filthy table, wide awake, her chest sliced open.
Her skin was so delicate the scalpel glided through it like silk. The Ultras continued their savage procedure, cutting through her flesh as she watched, unable to stop the endless flow of her own blood.
Was it painful?
No .. pain was too mild a word for it. It was something far worse.
At first, she screamed, her voice echoing through the chamber ... until she nearly blacked out. But the Ultras didn't allow her that escape. They kept her awake, forcing her to endure it all.
Eventually, her throat went dry. The light faded from her eyes…
And something within Sansa died in that room.
She survived the experiment. Barely.
Afterward, they threw her back into her cell.
There, she clung to her mother like a lifeline.
The Ultras had abducted many ...Sansa, her mother, the servants of Moon Castle, and several distant members of the royal family.!
They all shared the same fate .. trapped inside a pitch-black prison.
Deprived of light. Stripped of all signs of civilization.
They endured… starving, unable to find even the smallest scrap to eat.
All they were given was foul, contaminated water.
And so the days dragged on… one after another.
Human bodies were resilient thanks to aura. But most of the captives were ordinary people. Non-combatants. They couldn't use their power .. not here.
As time passed…
The line between humans and beast grew thin. All that separated them were fragile mental barriers, barely keeping their primal instincts at bay.
But certain conditions can shatter those barriers.
Starvation to the brink of death ...one of the cruelest, slowest ways to die.
Paired with the psychological torment of isolation and darkness, they began to unravel, losing their minds piece by piece.
All it took… was one final push.
Just a spark to set the descent in motion.
After days of relentless hunger, the first to fall was a middle-aged maid from Moon Castle. Her body gave in to starvation ...and the poisoned water only hastened her death.
Her corpse was left there, lifeless. They didn't even have the strength to bury her.
Time continued its cruel march.
At first, they saw her as a person ... a familiar face they had lived beside.
But eventually… she became nothing more than a slab of meat.
Meat they had been denied for far too long.