CH-49 [R-18 Torture]

"... Fuck you!" Shonu bellowed with revulsion. Never before had he adversity such discourtesy, not even from the top brass of this deadNova protocol.

But that's not the end of the story! The individual standing before him, doesn't have the aura of Cultivators. She is practically a wolf in sheep clothes.

"Initiating interrogation sequence! Tell me the identity of your organization's supreme leader!" Meanwhile, Twilight has his outburst and fires her opening salvo.

When Twilight's peepers mated onto the crimson tendrils snaking through Shonus' orbs, coupled with an black miasma, the truth developed upon her…

'This person is a hybrid, half-demon and half-mortal.' More often than not, those of demonic descent radiate an ebony aura, while mortals emanate a snowy one.

Normal cultivators can't differentiate such mystical emanations, but Twilight's viewpoint differed from the typical.

"This responsibility is on your shoulders!" Twilight exhaled heavily, seizing Shonus' elongated auditory appendages in a vice-like grip.

"Unhand me, you vexatious wench!" Shonu thrashed, but Twilight's grip was unbroken, almost made of ice that has another level of evolution.

"A word of wisdom for you! Shed no tears for the same reasons!" She grinned maliciously, and with a suspenseful way…

—Krrrrrrriiiiiiiip!

Twilight jerked a substantial cluster of strands from the front to the nape of his back of the neck-

"Aaaarrgghh!"

-where at least Shonu, who screamed in agony, got forcefully meat tugged and uprooted numerous barnets along with a portion of his scalp.

The ripped flesh separated as if a bare adhesive, displaying the stark whiteness of his cranium underneath, from which a crimson rivulet began to bleed.

"So, Who presides as the chief or overseer of your group?" Twilight reiterated her quiz, crouching beside his form, his limbs flailing in the air before thudding against the earth, And repeated the procedures.

Annoyed by this disturbance, she summoned forth ebon manacles, created from the darkest by Affinities, to shackle his extremities, pinning them to the ground so he won't move without her permission.

"Perhaps you require a gentle nudge?" Perceiving her unresponsive state, Twilight conjured a sewing implement and, with nary a moment's hesitation, proceeded to impale the nasal protrusion repeatedly.

"Chrrrrrkkkkk!"

"Argh! Des-ist! Ahhh!" Shonu's painful cries rent the air.

"Chrrrrrkkkkk!"

Twilight persisted, undeterred, until multiple perforations marred the once-intact feature, crimson blood droplets seeping out.

"Fuck! Fuck!" With each attempted inhalation through the violated orifice, Shonu bears fresh jolts of pain lancing into his brain, kicking in him to breathe from oral respiration.

"Heh! Did you know I've studied all sorts of anatomical structures for the sole purpose of effective exquisite torment on my enemies, especially on hybrids like yourself whose biology differs ever so slightly?"

Twilight spinned her black knife on fingers, entertained by his reactions, and pointed the razor-sharp tip mere centimeters above from Shonu's left eye.

"..." Shonu gulped, his vocal cords paralyzed by fear that coiled around his throat.

The dread of what unspeakable horrors for him, the fear of what this sadistic individual might unleash upon his being, consumed his every fiber.

He sensed that this evil soul had glimpsed the truth of his origins, And sweat began to pour from his temple.

Twilight, seeing the panic dancing in Shonus' orbs, flashed a confident smirk. "I think a touch more torturous persuasion might loosen your tongue should I pose an inquiry."

"W-Wait!" Shonus' eyelids stretched ever wider as tremors as his form.

Denying him even the solitude of shuttered lids, Twilight pried opened his eyelids with brute physics and charged her blade into the corners, exchanging a fresh chorus of his howls.

"Ahhhhh! Unclasp me from thi- Ughhh!" Shonu vroomed, his vocal cords vibrating with a level of unimaginable.

Twilight's sinisterness left him scared to death, having pried open his ocular shields… she thrust her index finger inside it, of left hand, into the opposite corner.

Retrieving the blade, she jammed her opposing thumb into the vacant socket space, burrowing ever inward until her cruel digits amass the orb itself with fingers.

"This is beautiful, Can I have it?" With a sickening pull, she overlooked his shouts and tried to take out the eyeball, trophy proof of her sadistic might.

"Ahhhhh!" Shonu's tongue let out piercing shrieks, though eyes had been ported from its socket, the optic nerve remained tethered, a ghastly sight to capture.

"Hehehe~~" Another malicious Idea had a vip seat within her psyche.

Initially, she had intended to sever the cord with a knife yet her intelligence took an insidious turn.

On the other hand, some students were unconscious and many averted their gazes, a handful clasped their ears, not willing to see or listen to that r-18 movie scene.

Concurrently, Luna's eyes were transfixed upon the Twilight's firmament, as if privates to arcane knowledge she dared not impart. 'But Why… Perchance… one day, you will tell me directly…'

'Too cruel!' Amelia and Gwen observed dispassionately. This brutality held no novelty for them, yet what avenue of intervention here?

""One... Two... three... Four…" Twilight enumerated, tugging that ocular sphere as fibrous wires was larging the taut.

Shonu sensed unconsciousness, but this torment ironically anchored his awareness, exacerbating his tribulation.

"And now for the grand finale... Ding, ding, dong!" With those final sentences, Twilight uprooted the eyes, tearing the optic nerves.

"AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!" Shonu roared in deep pain, his cerebrum briefly enshrouded in inky oblivion from this onslaught.

"Tsk! What an annoying coward." Twilight clicked her tongue, but it was still itchy.

She threw mighty thwack to his sternum, expelling every last wisp of air from his pulmonary quarters.

With alacrity, she deposited his left eyes into his mouth and, lest it escape, thrust her open palm beneath his jawline.

—Gluck!

Shonu's esophageal sphincters performed their dutiful contractile dance, ushering the eyeball southward.

—cough!

He convulsed violently, trying for regurgitation, but the recalcitrant orb refused egress from its newly adopted domicile.

"Well, well!" Twilight rose on her hindquarters, planting her right hoof upon his chest and grinning like the most diabolical of malefactors.

"Aren't your own peepers simply delectable? Tsk! If you can't even appreciate your own eyes, how could you ever savor another's?... Anyways, Shall we have a civil chit-chat?"