That Time I Got Turn Torture (2)

Dr. Magi’s eyes slowly fluttered open.

His body felt heavy, his head spinning. His breath was weak and shallow. Every part of him ached, like he had been through months of endless pain.

He blinked and looked around.

He was inside his hidden base, a big laboratory — inside his personal room.

"Was... all of that a dream?" he mumbled to himself.

To check, he pinched his arm. Pain shot through his skin. His heart sank.

That ant it was all real.

Panic filled his chest as he sat up quickly, breathing hard. Sweat dripped down his face as he staggered toward the door.

“Hah… What a nightmare… There’s no way she could find

here. Not even true dragons know about this place!” he whispered to himself, trying to calm his beating heart.

He ran as fast as he could, heading toward his brother — Dr. Raki.

Even if it was just a dream, he had to confirm it. He had to know whether it was just his sixth sense warning him or sothing even worse — a glimpse of the future.

But just as he was about to open the door, he stopped.

He heard voices — Dr. Raki and Asmodeus were talking.

"You’re right… I don’t need him anymore," Dr. Raki said, his tone cold and filled with disgust. "He’s useless now. All he can do is help with the research and claim we’re equals. It’s better if Scarlett tortures him. She’ll feel like she’s getting her revenge and that’ll make her stronger."

Asmodeus chuckled. "It’s good that you understand."

Dr. Magi’s eyes widened in shock.

"No... my instincts were right..." he whispered, stepping back in fear.

But as he did, he lost his balance and fell backward, hitting the ground with a loud thud.

His heart stopped for a mont.

He looked up — and saw them.

Both Asmodeus and Dr. Raki were standing right in front of him now, their faces twisted into twisted, evil grins.

Dr. Raki stepped closer, laughing.

"Haha… Doesn’t matter if you heard or not, brother. You’ll still be of so use."

BAM!

With those words, he lifted a heavy hamr and slamd it down on Dr. Magi’s head.

Dr. Magi’s world turned black as he fell unconscious, his body limp on the floor.

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Dr. Magi’s eyes slowly opened again.

He found himself sitting on a plain white chair inside a white square room. The room was glowing with soft white light, though there was no lamp or bulb in sight. It felt like the walls themselves were glowing.

The cold floor beneath him was stained red — a large pool of dried blood.

His blood.

And yet, sohow, he was still alive. Not a single limb was missing. No pain, no wounds. He touched his body, confused.

He rembered now.

Scarlett had healed him each ti, again and again, no matter how badly he was hurt. No matter how much he bled, she would bring him back.

His eyes trembled with rage as the mories ca crashing back.

“Yes… I rember now…” he whispered through clenched teeth. His fists trembled.

“They betrayed … That bastard of a brother… I’ll kill him… I’ll kill them all…”

He started to laugh — slow at first, then louder, until it echoed like madness through the white walls.

“Hahaha… Everyone will die… All of them…!”

His voice cracked, and his laughter turned into a scream of a man on the edge of breaking down completely.

In the corner of the room, soone was silently watching.

Kroenen stood there, leaning against the smooth wall, arms crossed and his face calm. His eyes, however, were cold — like he had seen this madness too many tis.

He stared at Dr. Magi, who was now acting like a lunatic.

“Your ability, ‘Perfect Dream’, is terrifying,” Kroenen said in a quiet voice. “And it’s not even a unique skill.”

A soft chuckle ca from the other side.

“It’s sothing all succubi are born with,” Lunatic replied, stepping forward from the shadows with a smug look on her face. “Normally, it only lets us give pleasure in soone’s dreams and take their energy to make ourselves stronger…”

She flicked her long, dark hair behind her shoulder.

“But I’m the succubus queen of this generation after all!