Seeing familiar faces, I was more frustrated than delighted because these creeps kept messing with me before, while some were just victims of my rage and bloodlust. But we can't expect any mercy or justness from any side because fairness is just a myth that was created by the weak people, and we can't rely on it because I might be sounding like a big shot, but I clearly remember my time when I was sealed in that box or was struggling to keep myself sane in that whirlpool or any other struggle. In terms of nature, there are no laws; the stronger will survive. If you are skilled, then victory will be yours. That's how nature breeds its children, and I was also bred by the same thing, where I was always the weaker one and had to push my way through everybody. So thinking about it, I again had no regret while crushing their heads and blowing them to mere pulp of meat where my vardhan squeezes their every bit of remaining energy. This is how we gloriously entered the palace of the monarch, but after this entry, there was nothing glorious about us; rather, thinking about it made me want to puke because the inner reality was surely more hideous than anything I saw. The horror about this place wasn't about the spirit's danger, but rather, if we speak clearly, the brutality under the palace was the only thing that even made a barbaric soul like me puke. Well, the moment we came near the palace, we sensed that the ritual Angelina and others were working on was working pretty nastily and just as lovely, but the spirits inside were looking a bit strange; they were not looking that typical combat style but rather more like brain users. as if they were some kind of ritual planners or more like researchers because they were fighting more with weapons instead of their bodies. So, finding it strange, I cleared my path with caution, and seeing me clearing the path, the kid smiled and looked at me while sighing. Seeing him sigh, I gestured towards him to say it clearly because fighting so many spirits was nowhere near easy. So, seeing my gesture, he focused a bit of his energy and fired a ray of strange black light, and everything that touched it reduced to dust. Seeing it, I was greatly astonished, but soon that ray got hit by a wall, and the moment it touched the wall, the entire wall turned to dust, and he gestured towards me to take a deep breath and look inside. Feeling it strange, I took a deep breath and jumped to the other side, but the moment I entered the other side of the wall, my eyes started to feel empty, and I wished that I could have just been born blind. The hideous actions in front of me surely were way too strange for me to understand. Like, people were being used strangely, like there were female spirits who were having sex with the male living beings, and a strange kind of energy was rushing from them, while the other side had those people who had gone through this sex process and now were getting tortured by male spirits in a pretty brutal and barbaric method, like poking their eyes out or teasing their organs or making them feel insanely humiliated, while the final side had those people who were nothing more than pieces of meat, were being beaten to a pulp, and were being converted to something, and every bit of this energy was being sent to someone or something. Well, this was the second time that I puked this badly, while the kid came with the same indifferent face. Seeing him, I gestured to him, "What is this shit even about? Why are they torturing them to this point, and what was that strange energy being released from them?" Seeing my gesture, he smiled and spoke with the same cheerful yet serious tone: "Brat, this is what you people call a prison, a prison or more like a research facility to understand the spiritual needs and mutate them even further!" Hearing his words, I became insanely confused because this brat was looking more stupid to me now than I could even explain, but I told him to explain it properly, while he again gave me a grin and spoke: 'You see, kid, this will be the reality of war. Do you think only you humans develop yourselves? The answer is no, because every species evolves in its own way. The spirit becomes stronger when it is given emotional energy. In easy terms, you know how everything has an energy core in them, and when they get emotional, they unconsciously start radiating that energy, and because it is unconscious, the amount of energy remains unstable and way too powerful for the vessel to handle, and it causes fatigue. So you see, this is a technology developed by someone in spirit land that helps them suck that energy from others!" Hearing his words, my heart was beating pretty crazily because these pieces of shit were not only multiplying but also developing their asses; just kill me already, but I still asked him, Why are you using such barbaric methods for this? Can't they have anything normal if they want to suck the energy of these people? Why don't they just make them happy, as it surely gives more energy, right? Hearing my question, he smiled and spoke: 'Well, that's what most people think about it, but reality is always different because the amount of energy any species can release in such dark actions can't even be compared to holy energy, and it is more efficient and easier to awaken. Just giving them a way to think and making them force themselves to follow that path, and every step they take can become energy, and this energy could help in mutating the spirit soldier or even the king himself!"
