Chapter 101.27

Invictus woke up, standing inside The Oubliette with his legs aching and wet from all the waste thrown down.

On his feet, he could feel hard objects around him as he tried to stand still. His legs were starting to feel numb and the disgust in his skin was knee-deep. He could not even climb up his way to the trap door nor bend his knees to sit down.

"I've heard of this dungeon before. This is where the king put the people he despises the most. He would let them suffer both mentally and physically as one won't be able to sleep as they please or even sit down.

What I could feel on my feet must be the remains of those that rot away."

The smell was so strongly vile. It stays inside his nostrils. Inhaling through his nose has this slightly painful sensation as though he was breathing specks of dust.

And if he tries to breathe through his mouth, the smell would be stuck in his throat, and he will end up coughing virulently.