My SSS-Rank Class Is Blood Monarch!

The answer never came.

Germa felt his heart almost jump out of his chest as all the tension in the room grew quickly. His senses told him that something very wrong was happening. How could this person know who he was? There was simply no way a monster could know his name. Yet, the way this thing talked, it indicated that it was indeed a human… Or at least pretends to be human.

He sucked in a deep breath, trying to keep whatever was left of his composure. If he panicked, this person might do something to him.

“Speak!”

“You’re never one to panic, Germa.” The heavily deep voice replied. “The calm nature you had led you to this point. What a waste it would be if that disappears now when you’re faced with death.”

“Who… Who are you?” Germa was wrecking his head to the point of madness trying to figure out who this person was. Deep down, he felt like the voice was familiar, but he couldn’t know why. He had never met anyone with a voice this deep or even in the same tone as this person.

“You do not need to know who I am. But, know that you have come at the right moment. Fate had brought you to my arms again for the last time.”

Germa’s face darkened, feeling the man’s amusement. He wasn’t sure what he meant with what he said, and he frankly didn’t even want to know.

So, instead, he decided to yank his arms with all his power. The shackles made loud sounds under the intense pressure. But it was far from enough to break them.

“Release me! I don’t know who you are or what you want, and I don’t care! I’m simply leaving!”

“Leaving? Oh, no, no, no. There is nowhere you can go, Germa. You came here to fulfill my dream, once and for all.”

“…”

“Your confusion is understandable. After all, this is all too sudden, isn’t it?”

Taking that moment, the man stepped forward slowly, each step echoing across the empty jail cell. Germa flinched and curled back, trying to get away from him. But, there was only so much he could do. The sticky wall glued to his skin and his feet feeling the wet stone floor beneath him. He couldn’t know if it was water or another… substance.

Eventually, the man stopped in front of him and crouched to his level. A weird, almost rotten smell permeated Germa’s noise, making him almost throw up. It was so vile and disgusting that he almost felt a headache smelling it.

“I have waited and waited for years… I have been waiting for this day my entire life. The moment where all the stars aligned.”

“What… What do you want?”

“What do I want? Well… It is better indeed to show you rather than tell you.”

“… Hu-“

Before Germa could even speak, he suddenly heard a weird, wet noise coming from the man. He couldn’t describe it in words, like the meeting of wet flesh as it morphed and shifted in real time. It was repulsive, as much or even worse than the smell of rot he was suffering through.

The matter didn’t waste any time before launching toward him like a flash. The man tried to move his head and body to the side to dodge it, only to get restricted again. He was completely forced to remain still as the matter made contact with his body.

“Hey!”

He shuddered, feeling the wet matter quickly spread across his body. He resisted, moved, and yelled, but nothing could stop it from spreading like a plague, hell-bent on eating its host without leaving anything.

“You will see, my dear Germa. You will see for yourself.”

Those were the last words he heard before Germa’s senses were drowned in the rotten matter and everything… turned into darkness.

***

“Man, I’ve been walking for what feels like several hours. Where am I even at this point?” Arthur muttered as he stopped and looked behind him.

It had been almost 4 hours since he started this trip, expecting it to not be this long. Yet, as he walked, all he could see was an endless path ahead. Never in his life did a trip feel this long, even though it had been 4 hours, it felt like days of walking.

The suffocation of this atmosphere made him desire salvation more and more. No other place in this world made him feel so intensely repulsed and nervous as The Void. It sucked all the positive energy out of him just to spit out at him in the most twisted, negative way possible.

‘If this world was a horror game, it would’ve been a masterpiece on every single front. This is disturbing…’ Exhaling, he started walking again. At this point, he only wished that nothing bad would happen.

The wind that had almost knocked him over didn’t happen again and that put him a little at ease. It was the last thing he wanted to deal with amidst the terror he was walking through.

‘Maybe that was just a random gush of wind… I’m not su-‘

“Hm?”

While he was contemplating the source of the wind, Arthur’s eyes caught something in the distance for the very first time. The empty scenery had been filled up with an immense shadow.

Arthur stopped, looked up, and squinted his eyes. He could see it… Beyond the veil of darkness was a gigantic structure, bleak and formless from this distance.

“Now, what do we have here?” He muttered under his breath. The sight gave him a rather odd feeling, a mix between excitement and a very deep, primal anxiety.

Still, with a clear mind, the boy started walking again, this time he was considerably slower. His eyes were locked with the shadow, not leaving it for a moment. With each step, the veil was peeled off layer by layer, and the sight of this structure appeared clearer and clearer until… Arthur could fully see it.

“What… is this?” He muttered with a deep frown. He stopped, his face totally confused and shocked. “What am I even seeing?”

The chain he was walking on was hooked to a large piece of land. The soil on the other side was totally pitch black, so much so that he had to take two looks to realize that the chain was hooked to something and not floating in the air.

On this piece of land, a massive stone building rose from the ground to the highest peaks of the world. It was a castle… or at least something close to a castle. Nothing about the structure seemed traditional.

To begin with, the stone it was made of was completely dark and grey, almost as if life itself was sucked out of it… Even though stones have no life. Weird, black stains covered every single brick, dripping down its length. The entire castle itself was three large towers linked together through stone bases.

There were no windows and nothing to look at. Completely dark, morbid, and plain. A piece of dark art amidst the dark void. Yet, funnily enough, Arthur couldn’t think of anything else that could fit such an atmosphere.

“A windowless castle that looks like it was built by a schizophrenic architect. Great, exactly what I wanted. Well… At last, I have finally reached this island…” Even as he said those words, Arthur could only think of one thing and one thing only.

‘I don’t want to go there.’

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