Chapter 90. Tears of the sky!
"Take off your intestines."
The command came not as a shout, but an absolute decree.
Shin still sat on his bed, his voice laced with a sinister authority that turned the air to ice. The moment those words slipped from his lips, the world around Tan seemed to still before it ruptured.
Glowing red chains screamed into existence with a crackling hiss, coiling around Tan’s limbs and torso with supernatural speed. They clamped onto his chest, where a demonic lock, fused if bone and iron slammed into place, sealing his fate. These were no ordinary bindings. This wasn’t Shin’s usual Slave Leash.
This was something else. A higher version of Slave Leash that could work on anyone, anytime without the need of any conditions.
Tan’s knees buckled under the impossible weight of the intense aura pressing on him. His titanium skin which was once his proudest defense, began to crack like brittle glass beneath the pressure, the metallic sheen fracturing down his arms and ribs. His breaths grew shallow with panick.
"W-What the hell...!?" Tan choked, his voice rising into a ragged scream as his hands twitched, then moved, but not by his own will.
His trembling fingers reached for his abdomen.
"No—NO!!" he shrieked, straining every muscle to resist, but it was like his bones belonged to someone else now. His own hands turned traitor, clawing at his stomach. His hardened skin began to splinter, the chunks of titanium plating falling to the ground like shards of a broken statue.
"Brother Tan!! What are you doing!?" Lan shouted from where he groveled in the floor, eyes wide with horror. He didn’t dare rise. He didn’t even dare blink. Because the presence before them demanded one to bow even without saying so.
Tan coughed violently, spitting up a spray of blood as his fingers pierced his flesh. His cry turned guttural and animalistic as his hands burrowed into his gut like tools of torture. His insides rebelled and twitched while blood gushed down his torso in steaming rivulets, splattering onto the floor.