Chapter 132 I Hate... No... I Despise R*Pists

[Author's note: This chapter contains Heavy Gore Scenes(R-18+). Readers are advised to proceed with caution when reading this one]

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[Second Space (Rare) (Level 3)

Allows the user to create a Second Space where he can enter or exit. The user can bring one living person to the Second Space he wishes to.

Note: The body of the user will turn unconscious in the original world.

Time Flow: 1 hour in the real world: 36 hour in the Second Space

Area of Space: 20x20 sq meter

Skill Points needed to level up Skill: 15]

-Thud

I saw that guy falling on the ground in front of me as soon as I entered the Second Space.

"That's quite fast," Rhea spoke as she looked at me a bit surprised.

"Just the world we live in," I spoke with a chuckle before looking at him for a few moments.

"17,huh? This should take some time, I guess…" I muttered before speaking to Rhea,"can you wake him up?"

Rhea looked at me with a bit of a surprise as she asked,"are you-"

"Yeah," I answered before she could ask any question and then looked at her. She just sighed before she snapped in the air with her fingers and I saw the guy slowly waking up as he tried looking around.

His eyes, at first annoyed, soon turned confused as he looked at the white room around him filled with minimum furniture. Trying to take a look around, his eyes first fell on Rhea, and widening his eyes, they turned lusty as he almost drooled before running towards her.

-BOOM!!!

At first, I kicked him away from Rhea. Then, before he could fall to the ground, I held him by his neck against the wall.

-Thud!!

Finally, when he noticed me, a certain confusion appeared in his eyes and he tried setting himself free. There was annoyance in his eyes as he tried removing my hand from his neck, though after struggling for a few seconds, he just looked at me with his eyes focused as he continued struggling.

Then I saw him smirking a little before his eyes turned red a little and I saw his Stats increasing by twice. Perhaps the System noticed that the enemy I was fighting was more than twice as strong as my base stats, hence even my stats increased.

That guy then began applying all his strength to remove my hand from his neck. however… nothing happened. And finally, I saw the fear developing in his eyes. His expression started turning a bit twisted as he tried escaping, a bit desperate now.

Though even after a few minutes of trying, nothing changed, and I lifted him up from the wall and then dragged him to the [Shop] area. Rhea silently watched me doing all that while that guy, Robert, was still struggling like a trapped fish or something.

Maybe he was trying to speak, but I held his throat tight enough to not allow him to speak. I don't want to hear his filthy voice right now.

Then, rather than moving towards the [Selling] section, I moved towards the [Trial] section where I brought him inside. If I remember correctly, nobody would die inside this place.

Though just for confirmation,

"He won't die inside, right?"

"He might become mad if you overdo it. The mental trauma carries over," Rhea spoke as she understood my intentions.

I nodded at her before moving inside the [Trial] room and then threw him within the white space. I saw him wriggling a little as he held his neck before observing me with a glare and fright.

"Ubghr!!!!!!" He tried speaking something but words failed to come out of mouth. Well… I have already broken his voice box, so he won't be able to speak anything.

'I don't want to hear a rapist's words or even his plea…' I thought before I cracked my fingers and moved towards him. Knowing something bad was coming towards him, he stood up and started to run away but…

I reached him faster, held him by his legs… and then…

-Crack!!!

"AAAAAAAA!!!!!!" He screamed out loudly before I cracked it even more and tore it apart from his body. His leg, that is.

"Okay… that's one," I sighed without much emotion in my voice and then moving in front of his head

-BAM!!!!

Kicked him as hard as I could, killing him on the spot.

Within the next few seconds, I saw him coming back to life back in the exact situation in which he entered this [Trial] room.

This time, he was more confused than ever. His eyes were just observing what was going on. There was confusion… fear in his eyes. He was getting horrified… anxious… with every second passing and before he could think; I reached closer to him.

His eyes, which were confused, traced my legs, slowly reaching up to my eyes. Then I touched his filthy hands and… clipped his fingers off one by one.

"You might be wondering why am I… like this… when I was so calm and all before," I said as I felt Rhea looking at me from behind.

Turning back, I saw her nodding at me with confusion and I kind of sighed before speaking,"It's something that I don't want to recall but…"

"AAAAAAAAAA!!!" That guy finally started screaming in pain. Perhaps because of confusion, the pain came a bit later. Though grasping his head with both hands, I pressed as hard as I could, ending his misery along with it.

-Squash!!!

Of course, he came back to life. More scared than ever as he ran back to the corner of the room. I just turned back to Rhea and spoke,

"A few years back, I saw someone who cared for me get r*aped in front of me… in front of her children… in front of her husband… We were hiding in the closet. She didn't resist because the terrorists promised to let her husband and children go if she did that… but honestly, that was just a false promise. In the end, when she was on the verge of death, their leader just laughed maniacally before killing her children with his own two hands and then throwing the husband off the building in front of her."

I closed my eyes as pure bitter hatred was oozing out of them now. I just closed my eyes, as tears fell and then, recalling that gut churning scene, my unsympathetic gaze turned to that guy, Robert.

-Step!

-Step!

-Step!

My steps echoed in the hallways as I walked towards him.

"After that day, I didn't just hate r*pists… I despised them… I… I shouldn't think about it anymore…" I spoke before I began killing him again… torturing him again. I didn't want him to become mentally unstable, so I maintained the amount of pain I was giving him and killing him before things could become excess.

Otherwise, I would have waited for him to die out after everything I did before moving to the next session. As a thumb rule, I decided to kill him as many times as the number of people he had r*ped. 17 was the number.

And after killing him 17 times, I saw him utterly broken like a rag doll.

Draggin him by his hairs, outside of the [Trial] room, I reached the [Sell] section of the shop and then knocked him unconscious with a single chop.

Placing him on the selling section, I then pressed the [Sell] button before an option came in front of me.