Kane Elliott’s brain was screaming.
A montage of memories from Alchemy Demon Island flashed before his eyes like a horror movie reel. He remembered the blood, the screams, and the sheer, unadulterated madness of the man sitting before him.
He remembered one specific incident vividly.
The Master of the Temple of the Night, a terrifying assassin organization, had been incarcerated on the island. He was a man who struck fear into the hearts of warlords. But one day, he made a fatal mistake. He stole a limited edition photobook of a Japanese idol from Jack Brooks’s cell.
The consequences were apocalyptic.
Jack didn't just beat him. He flayed the skin off the man's back with a wet towel. He threw him into the prison's septic tank and forced him to soak in human waste for three days and thr
