Chapter 3

All time blends together in this cell. Only a few things shake up the monotony, like when I try to take the heat off others here or when I had my only visitor, that lady. Even her words are becoming hazy, even if she was the first person I talked to in this world. She just gave me a stupid card, so I stopped caring, even if she was weirdly interested in my last name.

Speaking of which, I move my blanket and look at the card for the millionth time, wondering why she gave it to me. It's just a card, but it's also the only reminiscence from my old life. Everything else is foreign. It doesn't amount to much.

Though there is something that shakes up the monotony. Some of the new slaves aren't even human, some are at least half animal, since how much of their animalistic features appears to vary. I've seen so many types I'd have to guess there's one for each animal as well, but that's just a guess.

A good amount of the males that pass through here seem huge compared to normal humans for some breeds, to the point I wonder how they even got them here. The lion, who was here for a while, looked like he could take down an army barehanded blindfolded.

Not that I really know what people are capable of here, since people can just conjure up lightning to throw. It feels like dying here is the only way out. Suddenly, the door slams open and immediately I think I guess I shouldn't have thought about lightning.

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Kicking open the heavy iron door to where the product is kept is like music to my ears. Most of them stiffen up and shake fiercely. Looking around, I lick my lips to see who's going to be today's example or examples. My eyes are first drawn to the hot lizard tribe woman that got brought in the other day since she has the least demonic parts that I've seen on her kind. So I quickly grab my skeleton key and yank open her cell.

Almost instantly, the thorn in my side begins his slamming and hollering, trying to make me change my focus. I already figured out his game. So I'll just ignore him while inspecting her, but right as I was about to get to the good part, I hear something out of his mouth that heats me up.

Between the howling and slamming on the bars, he says, "You ugly bitch, I bet you can't get a woman that isn't held here against their will!"

Then he repeats it again and again, so I decide to play his game. I throw her to the ground and give her a healthy zap, which works him up good, then I slam her cell shut and walk up to his. This time I don't even go in to beat him. I just quickly recite a slightly better lightning incantation and give him a shock since the low grade one doesn't seem to get the point across anymore. He lets out a screech that's like music to my ears as soon as it hits him.

Oddly enough, he didn't fall this time. Instead, he grabbed and leaned on the bars shakily, but still with a look in his eye that none of these sacks of shit should be giving me. Once the lightning dies down, he just ignores me and continues slamming away while mumbling stuff I can't hear.

"Did you really break?" barely leaves my mouth as I begin to laugh. I really thought he was going to be a thorn in my side forever.

Generously I say "I guess I'll buy ya." knowing he was supposed to be one of our cheapest slaves.

Then I point my hand at the cage and chant『صدمة صغيرة Blaze!』The fire hovers above my hand as I debate with myself if this is the best way to gain my peace again but with a grin I don't give much thought to it as the fire leaps from my hand onto him and his screams howl throughout this place.

His hair and clothes almost disappear immediately but once it's on his skin, it slows down and he just slams into the bars mumbling "Not like this…" over and over.

Down here, fire cannot spread since there is only dirt, stone, bars for the cages. There are other people and the cloth for the bedding and clothing, but they are far enough that it won't matter. Shrugging off my last burning worry, I turn back to the lizard lady. Then I remember the higher ups rescinded his price, and he was on hold. I'm not gonna sweat it. I probably can afford whatever they were going to buy him for.

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The fire spread too fast to put out and as soon as the pain came; it was gone as my body burned. All I can do is mutter, "Not like this…" I'm still just hitting the cage, since it's all I can do. Not that it will do anything.

I hit the bars.

Then I hit them again.

Then again.

My knuckles have long since busted open and broke, maybe even before I was burning. That asshole is still walking away, wiping his hands clean of the situation already.

He killed me.

How can he not care at all?

He's a monster… Nah, that's got to be a joke!

One hell of a joke. A laugh even escapes my burning body.