Even when I close my eyes, the horrors of that day refuse to fade.
Those bone-chilling screams still echo, piercing the silence of my mind.
It was hard to believe the torture inflicted by the New Moon Reaper was the work of a human.
The sound of something tearing and the stench of burning flesh filled the room.
When the seemingly endless torment finally ceased, his eyes had already lost their focus.
I could sense no emotion in those hollow eyes other than pure hatred.
Today, orders came down to transfer him to Odeck.
O Solumen, I cannot bear the fear of what disasters lie ahead.
