�����god.�

As Vanissa removed the hood, the robe slid along her body.

Seina, wide-eyed, felt nauseated from the tip of her stomach.

�What have you done to yourself?�

Muscles in certain parts of the body were hollow, so bones were visible, and there were twisted marks on the abdomen as if organs were twisted inside.

Sirone came out.

�I will take it.�He is a strong man.��Yacha or Banya.

No, maybe something with both of those things.

�Kill����Kill me.�

Vanissa pointed with her scythe as the tortured man�s groans leaked out.

�You are lucky.�How about doing it?�Have mercy.�

Sirone fired.

�It is mercy to get that man out of jail.�

� prison?�

The corner of Vanisa�s mouth went up.

�We are all in prison.

right here.�

His scythe stabbed himself in the chest.

�In the prison of the body.�

�A state of perfect restraint that does not allow even one millimeter, that is the body.�Look at my body.�

As he stretched out his torso, his broken ribs burst through the flesh.

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As Seina turned her head, he spat out.

�Where in this body� is there a place for me to rest?�

Vanissa approached slowly.

�I can�t hide anywhere.�The pain is completely mine.�And that is why God created us.�

Nade pulled out the electric shock.

�I�m out of my mind.�

�sanity?�We are imprisoned the moment we are born, and we suffer endlessly until we are freed from this prison.�When the pain becomes unbearable, God opens the prison doors for us.�

Vanissa stopped within reach of a scythe if she swung it. JrNovels.com