Chapter 463
Botulinum knew there was only one thing that truly affected General Darkling.
Boredom.
Unlike pain, boredom was something Darkling simply couldn't tolerate. It gnawed at him, stripped away his constant amusement, and left him restless in a way that even violence could not fix.
Botulinum had tested this once.
He had locked Darkling inside a completely empty room—no furniture, no windows, no sound, nothing to entertain him—for an entire day.
At first, Darkling had laughed.
Then he had started talking to himself.
After several hours he had begun pacing like a caged animal, kicking the walls, humming random songs, and attempting to sleep simply to escape the emptiness.
By the end of the day, when Botulinum finally opened the door, Darkling had looked more exhausted than after any physical punishment.