Absolute Loser Becomes The Pleasure King Using Satan System

Chapter 25: 25.The crazy lunatic - 1

In the cave, radiating a faint red glow, a man walked in, his broad shoulders and thin waist swaying with the happy rhythm of his boots.

He carried a leather bag, strapped tight across his broad shoulders.

He walked all the way to a certain rusty iron cage, set his bag down, and sat on it with a hum.

"Now, it is time for a proper introduction, my dear specimen," his hoarse voice made its way to Mylo inside the cage.

Mylo was confused, not by his arrival, but by the man’s getup.

Unlike the hooded man he remembered, it was a well-dressed man standing in front of him now. His hair was combed, his reddish skin scrubbed clean of any filth, and he wore a three-piece suit without a speck of dirt or grease on it. It bore some strange reddish marks, but that was it.

The image of the crazy lunatic was long gone, replaced by a finely dressed man, one now being lit by a white shadow radiating from Meena.

"It took me some time to come here since I needed to prepare for the most important operation of my life," the man said, a smile plastered on his face.

"Come on, don’t be so surprised. Doesn’t all this look good? It’s one of my finest outfits. I received it when I was awarded first prize, but those damn bastards, they got all jealous of me and had me expelled!" Spit gathered at the corners of his mouth as he spoke, crouched beside the cage.

"But don’t worry. With you here now, I’m sure I’ll regain my honor. I’ll make them eat the dust off their boots!"

The man seemed to talk to his own world, without really giving Mylo any chance to say anything.

"Now then. Are you still going to pretend you have memory loss? Don’t you think that’s enough? You’re not going to fool me that way, you know. I’ve dealt with more than enough specimens to know how they react. You’re not getting away with an act at that level," His reddish teeth, lit by the white light, had visible food trapped between them.

Mylo couldn’t help but be amazed at this crazy man. He may have dressed cleanly, but his nature was still apparent.

After releasing a deep breath, Mylo spoke.

"Weren’t you just talking about introducing ourselves? What happened to that?" A cocky smile spread across his face, teasing tone lacing his voice.

"Have you got such a low memory that you even forget what you just said?"

"Ho? Good. Good. At least you’re okay with us communicating. I was wondering if you’d waste more of my time with that act of yours. You know, I used to hear these kinds of insults all day, until one day I grabbed the neck of a bastard and squeezed it with all my strength. You know what I felt? Nothing. It didn’t mean anything to me. But anyway, I won’t waste any more of my time...or yours hehe. Let’s get to it."

Contrary to what Mylo had thought, this man didn’t get angry, he seemed pleased that they could now converse.

"The sin that I practice, it’s the sin of Hunger. And my title is the Starved One. Current name: Fed but Unfilled."

The lunatic who had just introduced himself as Fed but Unfilled, spoke with a creeping smile reaching his ears. "Now tell me, what is your name?"

What... is this man saying...? Sin? Tital? Also what is wrong with his name?

Confused, Mylo couldn’t make sense of what the man was talking about, but he still proceeded to introduce himself.

"My name is Mylo Zan."

"Haa? What is that, your fucking identity? I’m not asking for your identity. I’m asking for your name, your title, and your sin. Why can’t you answer that much? Damn it. Wasting my time like this. Goddamn it."

Angered, he stood up and left, carrying the leather bag he’d been sitting on, leaving Mylo confused.

While walking toward the larger section, he looked back at Milo and said, "I do know about your Sin, though. It’s Pleasure, isn’t it? Quite rare, if I may say so."

He knows about Pleasure?

"Nowadays, only seven Sins are practiced. The other four Sins are very rare, they only appear here and there once in a blue moon. But your among them, Pleasure is even rarer. You are only the third person I have ever seen use it. Do you not remember? The power you used against that vexfang... The power level was very low back then, probably because you didn’t use much pran. But once you get better at using pran, I’m sure that ability of yours will become stronger."

"Well then, let’s prepare for your operation."

Setting his bag down, he walked over to another corner where a massive rectangular frame rested. He picked it up with ease, carried it to the middle of the cave, and wiped away the thick dust with an old cloth.

He then retrieved a stool from across the room, set his bag upon it, and began arranging his tools.

One by one, he pulled out an array of small and large steel instruments. Mylo’s pulse spiked with dread as he stared at them; not only were they stained from previous use, but several were still coated in a sticky layer of mucus.

The lunatic glanced back at Mylo and offered a unsettling smile. "Don’t worry about all of this. I am very experienced, you know. I’m not going to lose you before I complete our grand experiment."

Mylo forced himself to swallow his panic and gather his thoughts.

I can’t just let him do whatever he wants. There’s no way in hell I’m letting him touch me with those things.

The moment he opens this cage, I’ll hit him with Pleasure and distract him long enough to give Meena her opening.

As the lunatic finished his preparations, he walked towards Mylo’s cage.

"Now, just don’t make my job tough by trying anything funny, okay? There is no way for you to get out of here. If you just cooperate with me, you will have a far easier time," he spoke in a low voice as he slowly undid Mylo’s cage door.

He brought his hand above Mylo’s head.

Just as he did so, Mylo felt a sudden, heavy tiredness spread throughout his body, as if he had no energy left to perform any task.

His stomach demanding as if it was ready to itself.

What? What is happening? It... it feels so heavy. I can’t even lift my hand properly.

Mylo’s thoughts turned sluggish as the lunatic lifted him up by grabbing his clothes.

"Come on now. Let’s go. We have a lot to do, let’s talk while I open up your body and soul-’’

Just as the lunatic was saying so, Mylo’s hand brushed past his chest and he activated his skill.

Pleasure!

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