Rip to shreds

Lucian walked deeper into the dark space while sighing at his condition, there doesn't seem to be any hope for him now, all the women were casually discussing something without a care if he lives or dies.

 

"Wouldn't it have been better if I just accepted Jasmine and died while doing it, sigh I can only regret now. Anyway, why am I here again? This place seemed a little different than before, the Flames of Corruption seems more violent than usual, almost as if it is angry, is it the rage towards those women?"

 

Lucian wondered but suddenly his gaze landed on a familiar figure who sat on a chair with his head resting over his head in a relaxed manner, this time the eyes of the man were open as they stared at Lucian.

 

"Again, that is me from my previous life so this wasn't just a dream after all, but what exactly is going on here?" Lucian wondered as he stared at him.