The World Is Mine For The Taking

Chapter 369: Chapter 59 - The Demon Rages (4)

The next few pages detailed his involvement with the Eclipse—his vile acts, and the guilt he initially felt. At first, the weight of what he had done burdened him, but the longer he stayed with the Eclipse, the more his mind unraveled. Eventually, the guilt stopped holding him back.

"I committed a grave sin. I kidnapped a woman and killed her as an offering. Her blood, still warm, stained my hands, yet... I felt nothing. It was the most repulsive thing I'd ever done. But somehow, the guilt didn't come.

Was it gone for good? Maybe it was the cult leader's relentless brainwashing, twisting my mind. I couldn't run anymore. If I did, they'd blow my head apart. I saw what happened to others who tried to escape. I would be next.

I wanted to go back to Grace, even though I fucked up by cheating on her. But what choice did I have now? I don't deserve to even face her, not after the things I've done."

"The cult leader asked me about the artifact. I didn't know shit, so he stopped bothering with me."

"I bought a camera from Leonamon. With it, I captured images—proof of everything I witnessed in this twisted place. Evidence to document the cult's sins."

"They caught me. The cult leader punished me. He told me he wanted my wife fucked by many men. And I... I agreed."

"As I watched my wife get fucked, her body used and violated by a line of men, I felt nothing but pure satisfaction. No guilt. Just an overwhelming, sick delight. My eyes never left her, as I soaked in every moment. The pleasure surged through me like I was reaching some kind of divine connection. It made me feel like I was getting closer to the lord."

I gritted my teeth, unable to believe what I was reading. Was it really necessary for him to be punished like that? And did it have to be in such a twisted way? The Eclipse was making me sick to my core.

I flipped through the pages, each one detailing his descent into depravity. It was clear he had sunk so deep that there was no coming back. I suddenly stopped at one particular page.

"I finally got to know his name."

That was all that was written. Just those few words, nothing more.

I wanted to kill him. The one behind all of this—behind the kidnappings and the horror—was someone I knew. Someone who had been right beside me the entire time.

"Fuck..." I gritted my teeth so hard my lip split, a drop of blood rolling down my chin. "How the fuck could he do this?"

Just as I muttered that, a voice broke through the quiet night.

"Can you stop hitting the tree?"

My head snapped up. There, right in front of me, was a woman, her bottom half literally fused with the tree. At first, I was taken aback, but with everything I'd been through lately, I was too exhausted to be surprised for long.

"Who the fuck are you?" I asked, my voice rough with frustration.

"I am Morthea," she replied, her tone calm, almost indifferent. "One of Master's women, and a member of his Shadow."

"Master?" I asked, narrowing my eyes. "Who the fuck is that?"

"You already know him," she said, her voice almost teasing. "I can smell his life force on you. That means you've had sex with him already."

"...Leon?"

"That's right."

So, this woman was another one of his? It wasn't just the Princess, Irene, Gabrielle, and me? There were others? How much of a fucking scumbag was Leon to have this many women wrapped around his damn finger?

"Master said he's coming back," she continued, her voice smooth. "He's found someone who might lead you to all the answers you're looking for."