Raising

[Joseph's P.O.V]

Real human skin!

In that moment, I felt my scalp tingle. Despite all the years I had lived and all the medical knowledge I had acquired, nothing had ever shaken me like this.

My hands involuntarily trembled, and the human skin mask I had been crafting fell into the pool. When I realized what had happened, I panicked and reached for it.

"Are you scared?" Amanda chuckled lightly as she calmly retrieved the fallen human skin mask from the water and handed it to me. "In fact, this all happened many years ago. My ancestors used to be slave owners, and they kept the slaves for household chores. Then a powerful and mysterious figure in the region asked for human skin masks, claiming that masks made from the skin of living people would fit better on one's face, while masks from the dead would bring misfortune. The payment... it was based on the quality and could go as high as 30 kilograms of gold."