Number One Dungeon Supplier

to your old life? Where you walk blindly through life till death? Wherever fate brings you, you follow it obediently? Yes or no.” The voice asked.

Jin refused to answer.

“Not answering? You are willing to risk your chance of survival in my hands?” The voice questioned as it took out the barrel from Jin's mouth and slammed the handle of the revolver on Jin's head as it aimed once again at him.
This time around, the barrel was pointed at Jin's right eye.

“No matter the odds, the game is rigged.” Jin claimed as he spit his saliva at the person who was holding the gun.

“Clever.
So clever.” The touch of the barrel suddenly disappeared from his eye, and a flash of light appeared abruptly.
It was too blinding for Jin, making him unable to even take notice of what the shape of that 'person' was.
His eyes were simply too used to the darkness.

All of a sudden, Jin felt pain in his thigh.
As if something was biting him, trapping him, and eating Jin's life away bit by bit.
He started to feel something like claws scratching his leg and he could not move an inch apart.

“Next Question.
If Qiu Yue and Zhen Qing were in the same position as you right now and you had the power to save one of them, who would you choose to save?” The voice demanded another answer as he turned the revolver's cylinder once more.

“Both.”

“Honest answer, but invalid.” Another flash of light appeared, and Jin could feel another creature biting his torso.
Right now, he could roughly feel two canine-like beings chewing away on his flesh, and all he could do was shout in pain.
His tears were rolling down continuously, and Jin kept shouting until he was drowning in his own echoes.
Jin's body involuntarily moved from the constant gnawing resulting in more chains appearing and squeezing at the wounds that were inflicted by the mysterious 'person'.

“Tell me, what has this period of darkness taught you? So I can end your life…
Then you will not hear from me anymore.
I did promise you that after all.” The voice yawned as he said that.
It was as if he had his fill of fun with Jin.

“This darkness?!” Jin nearly lost his voice from all the screaming, but he began to feel faint from the supposed loss of blood, but at that moment, he felt like he could see a glimpse of the room.
Everything that was within that room.
He noticed two foxes were biting through his flesh, the multiple bloodless chains on his body and a silhouette of a man wiping his revolver.

“What else?” The man inquired as he now pointed the gun at Jin's head.
Jin knew that he could only defy the man one more time before he was shot in the head.
That man was not joking anymore.
Jin could see the killing intent in his eyes, his body and in his gun.

“Thanks to this darkness, it showed me the beauty of light!” Jin answered as he tried to rock the chair despite the two black foxes biting him with the little mobility he had left.

“Hmm…
haha…
HA HA HAHAHAHAHAHA!” The man laughed as he placed his left hand on his forehead.

“After this much pain and suffering, you still think that you have learned a lesson from this?” His face now turned serious and he looked at Jin.
Despite the teary eyes, Jin could recognize the movement of his finger.

“Now!” Jin thought to himself as he rocked the chair backwards, causing it to topple slightly.
Before Jin hit his head on the floor the chains started appearing and stabilizing the fall.
Nevertheless, the shift in height resulted in the bullet only scraping the scalp of Jin's head.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAH!! Excellent! Excellent!!” The man started clapping.

Suddenly, Jin saw that the two foxes stopped biting him and returned to the man's side.
“It seems my new master is at least worthy of my slightest attention.” The man walked towards Jin with heavier footsteps now as he knelt right beside Jin and placed his hands on the chains.

“Master.
I am your newest Bellator at your service.
Please pardon my way of testing you.
Name's Kraft.” The man solemnly bowed his head before he ripped apart the chains trapping Jin.
Because of his previous action, Jin and the chair both toppled over, but he did not care.

Jin was finally freed from the chair and like a newborn baby, he moved his arms and legs within the darkness of the area, trying to get a feel of the place.

“At the very least, you have somehow unlocked the Dark Sight from your so-called Inverse Eyes.” Kraft said as he helped Jin up and aided him to sit on the chair.

“Now, let us talk for real.
Master.” Kraft took the second chair that was left behind by Ming and sat opposite of Jin who was busy rubbing his tears away with the hoodie that he was still wearing.