Life in hell mode was never fun? Was it? *********** Being burned alive in a laboratory out of sheer jealousy for he had created the best AI system in the medical world? Oh boy, Damien could assure you that it was not fun. But then again, you never get another chance to feel the slow burn—okay that went dark quickly. Lets take it from the top once again. Damien was sure he had angered someone up in the sky and given his foul mouth that hurled curses worse than a sailor he had very good idea of how it happened. Because if being abandoned in the orphanage was not bad enough, he was stabbed by the very mentor he trusted and followed with closed eyes. But when he found himself waking up in another world— even after death he was not left alone. SMH. The world of beastmen —— he realised that he never knew how difficult hell mode truly was. Surviving in the world of beasts was a challenge in itself. And for Damien who found himself in the body of the discarded crown prince of the Brystoria Empire—With a broken nucleus and mana suppressed by Tartarite nails and used as a weapon of humiliation, it was not a challenge. For Damien, survival in the beast world was like walking on a thin rope, that too on one foot! Fortunately, the AI system that Damien developed as a doctor before his death followed him to this world of beasts. Join Damien in his new quest as he overturns his destiny from being a slave to the king of beasts.
Damien paused and turned to look in the direction of the tent that was at the far corner of the main camp.
"Argh…"
"It hurts so much…"
"He–Help me."
Without letting Gavin and the others know where he was going, he headed to the camp from where the sound of mournful and painful yells and whimpers was coming from. Xavier saw him walk away and followed him at once.
"Where are you going, Lord Damien?" he asked.
Damien did not reply; instead, he continued to march forward. When he came to a stop at the mouth of the tent, from where the painful whimpers were coming from, he pushed open the flap of the tent and entered.
The second he stepped inside, the scent of blood almost knocked him out. The fishy scent was overflowing inside the tent as the beastmen lying on the ground were gravely injured.