It was a cold and dark corridor, into which a woman wearing a blood-red dress entered. The dress was very revealing, barely covering her private parts. The heels coloured like her dress, made the sound of her steps loud and could be heard throughout the entire place. She looked around and pushed the door shut behind her. She then proceeded to breath in the blood in the air, and this, caused a wicked smile form on her face.

With slow steps, she moved through the corridor without a need of a torch, as she was already too familiar with this place. For dozens of meters, there were nothing but empty stone walls.

But soon, she stopped in front a rusted cell door and looked into the cell, in which he saw a pair of skinny arms chained to the wall. The arms were so skinny, that she could see the bones under the skin.

"It has been fifteen years now and still....you haven't broken."she said with a cold tone and the put both of her slender arms on the iron bars"I seriously admire your determination. We have broken everything that is possible to break, but still...you keep your sly mouth shut."

She looks at the outline of the figure and smiles, before continuing"But now, we have finally found something that might make you break."

Behind the bars, she didn't feel any movements after saying it, which slightly disappointed her. She had hoped that she would get even a slightest reaction, but she was wrong. So to satisfy her need to get him react, she proceeded to talk some more.

"The training you received on the Mountain is pretty impressive If I say so myself. It must be, for you to keep shut about it for so long. So lets make a deal...You tell me how to get through the barrier and we will kill you."

Still, no reaction like she thought. This meant it was time to lay out the trump card.

"Killing your mistresses didn't break you. Torturing your wife and daughter in front of you... didn't work.....But maybe.... Torturing your son....your king in front of you finally..."

She slams her hands against the bars and yells in a angered tone"Break you, you fucking kitsune bastard?!"

She looks into the cell, while slowing down her breathing back to normal to calm down. It only takes her a few seconds to do that and after doing so, she looks back into the cell, still not sensing anything from him.

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She makes a "Hmph." Sound and then turns around. As she is about to walk away, she hears the chains moving and a voice following it.

"You seriously think I would tell you now? After everything I have suffered through? If so, you slut and your group of retards must be truly desperate. What you said right now, may have been all through, which also means...you fucking  cunts are so fucked now. The Royalties are ready and can't be stopped now. The dagger will surface and it will pierce your heart, slut."

Suddenly, a loud clank echos throughout the place and the mans figure could be finally seen. A skinny figure of a man covered with scars. His hair has been damaged and turned white, while his eyes have dulled. On top of his head, only one white fox ears sticks out and what's left of the other, is a scar where it used to be. Out of his nine tails, only one four are left and those four have been cut of half-way.

"So you finally decided to talk."the woman says and turns around to face him.

"Your attempt to scare me is quite cute I must say. The timing and the talk....it almost makes this situation serious."she mocks his attempt and puts her hands back to the bar. The both stare into each others eyes, before the man says"Hyzerxiav." And then backs into the darkness.

As for the woman, her grip tightens around the bars, squeezing them together with shaking hands. Her face trembled as she looks into the cell.

"You are afraid."he says in a low voice and then follows it up with a small laugh. As for her, she gives him an angry glare, before turning around and leaving without saying a word.

The echo of her footsteps grows weaker with each of her step, until to the point, where he hears her leaving through the door.

"Thanks for the info."he mutters to himself, before getting onto his feet and looking at his hands, or what's left of them. His missing his thumb, ring finger and index finger on his right hand and on his left, the pinky, middle finger and index finger have been cut off. His eyes go lower to look at his wrists, around which, his shackles have been cutting off the bloodflow to his hands.

"It has to be done."he mutters and then, just by slamming his wrists against the wall, he breaks his bones with ease. There is a hint of pain on his face, but that quickly disappears too.

"And onto the gross part."he says to himself and what happens next, is just disgusting. He bites into his own flesh and starts eating it. Not just ripping it off and spitting it out, but eating it. He chews both the skin and whatever left under it with disgust on his face.

"Haaaaah!!!"he yells out in pain, as he rips his hand from his arm, leaving it to hang inside the shackle. He does the same to his other hand and like the first, leaves it to hang there.

"It had to be done."he tells himself, while backing away from the wall, leaving a bloodtrail doing so.

He lifts up his arm or what's left of them and mutters"It was the only choice. They were dead already."

He lowers his hands and takes in a deep breath, before closing his eyes and starting to focus on a location in his mind. He pictures an image of a Monastery on top of the Mountain. His home.

"[Teleport]"he chants in a weak voice and then, simply disappears, only leaving behind a pool of red blood.