Cruel Reality

WARNING:This chapter contains rape

He frowned wondering why she looked so ashen only to feel something between his chest. He looked down and saw end of the same blade he had stabbed Doryan with, sticking out of his chest. He slowly turned only to reveal a smiling Doryan, no sign of battle on him apart from the torn armor the last thing he thought of before he collapsed was 'how?'

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Up in the stands Operandi clenched his hands in fury as he watched Marvos fall to the floor. He heard a loud boisterous laugh beside him. He turned to face his fellow warlord who was laughing his head off. "Is something funny?" Operandi asked. Damian forced the laughter down before saying. "When you started bragging about your supposed immortal warrior who used sorcery, I was very intrigued a sorcery user who was immortal? I thought to myself only to find out that he was just unbeatable by your weak standards. So I decided to show you what a real immortal looks like so I made a wager with you my champion vs your immortal warrior but, I forgot to mention one crucial fact Doryan is from a tribe in my one of my territories. They worship the god of war so much that even after the gods abandoned the world, they shifted from the gods themselves to the concept of war itself. They became fanatics of war and began to slowly die out after waging war after war. Doing this, they were said to catch the favor of war itself which granted one person in each generation the ability to reject death whenever they are in battle. So Operandi do you see what a true immortal looks like." Damian explained as he got up "I hope my mythril is ready I'm leaving." He added as he left. "Oh and he's mot dead, Doryan missed any vital organs"

Operandi calmed himself down before turning to his guard. " Treat him and bring him to my quarters" He ordered before turning to the slave girl. "You follow me!" he commanded heavily. Both nodded as the moved one in confidence and the other shakily.

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Marvos eyes opened as pain assaulted his whole body. He struggled and looked around, realizing his was in the clinic. The entrance opened as two soldiers walked in. Without saying a word, the held his arms and dragged him. He could only allow them to do so as he was too weak to do shit.

He was dragged to what seemed to be Operandi's mansion. A pool of dread settled in his stomach as he wondered what Operandi intended to do with him. He was taken into a room as kept on a chair that was facing a luxurious bed. The soldiers that brought him there where then replaced by two heavily armored soldiers who held him down.

Another door opened to reveal Operandi in a bathrobe still with his golden mask on wiping his hair. He paused when he saw Marvos before letting out a small chuckle. He sat on the bed an faced Marvos. "Lovely evening isn't it" He said.

Marvos' eyes narrowed wondering what Operandi was up to.

"Did you ever why Orbious was always Dark. Well it wasn't always this way it used to have day and night like every where else but it was a barren land, no crops, no mythril no nothing until the overlord came in exchange for the blessing of mythril, he cursed the land to never see day." Operandi said "he believes in the law of equivalent exchange you give to take, you have to give he had cursed this land with darkness and blessed it with mythril. He had blessed me…us with the power of the warlord what do you think we were cursed with…lemme me give you an illustration of my curse." he paused before commanding "Bring her in".

The door through which Marvos entered was opened as someone very familiar was dragged in. Long flowing black hair beautiful bronze skin, wide hips and large breast and beautiful green eyes that glistened with unshed tears. " Merida" Marvos croaked out he tried to move but he felt as if all his strength had been sucked out of him. He tried using sorcery only for him to feel unimaginable pain.

"Ah sorry, I forgot to inform you that they poisoned you with a mild paralyzing poison it should wear of soon and the gauntlets of my juggernauts are made of Ebony, expensive stuff, it hates sorcery and cancels any attempt of sorcery causing unimaginable pain to the user." Operandi explained. He turned to the soldiers holding Merida and nodded towards the bed.

WARNING: MILD TORTURE,RAPE

The soldiers threw her into the bed she tried to get up only for dark ropes to appear out of nowhere tying her hands and feet to the bed post. " Now for the reason why we're here" Operandi said before dropping his robe. He climbed unto the bed hovering over the scantly dressed maid, but not before ordering the juggernauts holding Marvos to the chair. "Don't allow him the luxury of closing his eyes."

One of the juggernauts immediately took a knife from the fire place and before Marvos knew what was going on, they swiftly cut off his eyelids. Marvos let out a shout of pain as his wound was cauterized to prevent the blood from falling into his eyes. His visioned turned blurry for a while before t slowly cleared allowing him to see what Operandi was doing.

Operandi tore apart Merida's cloths and brutally molested her breast. Her face scrunched in pain and a bit of pleasure but she didn't let out a single sound.

Operandi without a second thought penetrated he pussy and started to piston into her brutally ignoring her tears and the blood that flowed.

Marvos could only watch as the love of his life got defiled. He couldn't look away neither could he close his eyes.

Suddenly, Operandi took off his mask before picking her up into a cowgirl pose, the ropes slithered, binding her hands together. Operandi looked into her eyes before smirking and throwing her back unto the bed. He thrust into her a few times before he came. "Ughhh.." he moaned as he pulled out allowing a mixture of semen and blood to drip out of the freshly fucked pussy.

"Ahhh, she was a good fuck too bad she died to early guess she was too weak. Operandi said as he put on his mask before turning to Marvos. "The curse is called [The Faceless]. Whoever sees a warlords face dies unless the person is another warlord or stronger than said warlord." he explained as he nonchalantly walked away. The entrance opened as a group of slave girls entered. "clean me" he commanded. They immediately licked his member clean as he put on a new robe. "I hope you never disappoint me again or pleas do, this was fun" he said as he left.

He could finally feel himself starting to get control of his body. The juggernauts left him as he staggered forward, he fell at the foot of the bed before dragging himself to the top where her head lay. He looked at her the veins on her face blackened her eyes lacking any light. He caressed he face before holding her as tears began flowing. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry…." he muttered over and over again. Then suddenly the world stilled it took a moment before he realized it.

He rose his head an saw a familiar looking purple skinned god. "Anubis" Marvos whispered.

"[The faceless] it's been quite a while since I've seen a death like this. You must have pissed him off for him to use this since it cost him a part of his lifespan and all. A bit over twenty years if I'm not mistaken." He said in a dignified voice.

"Why are you here?" Marvos asked Anubis whisper.

"I need to personally come into the mortal world to claim the soul of the victim for judgement hence the payment of life force." he answered and a ball of light with bits of darkness clinging to it shot out of her chest into his hand. Anubis casually dusted the soul freeing it from the dark splotches. "phew that was close, the curse almost got her soul." Anubis said before looking at Marvos. "Hey you want to devour her soul?" he asked "It's really concentrated, could give you about two new spells."

Marvos' eyes widened at the thought of that before he clenched his fist. "No, she deserves rest, she's already dead because of me." Marvos said, denying Anubis' gift.

Anubis frowned before thinking to himself. 'Yep, I'll be claiming his soul soon enough. Too compassionate' "Aright I'm off, oh and your eyelids will heal soon enough but there will be scars" He said as a he and the soul disappeared in a swirl of sand.

Time resumed, the entrance opened and two normal looking soldiers walked in. Without a word, they knocked Marvos unconscious and took him out of the room.

To be continued…..