"AAAAAAH—"
The black-haired boy's limbs were bound to a metal bed, his entire body connected to cables. Blinding Electric Snakes coiled around him as powerful currents continuously shocked his frail body through the wires. On the instrument beside him, the boy's vital signs were plummeting at a rapid rate.
Yet the red-haired man behind the control console remained utterly unmoved. He merely gave another cold order. "Increase the voltage."
The two operators beside the console hesitated and could not help asking, "But, Lord Diwein, if we keep increasing the voltage at this point, the test subject may die."
"It doesn't matter."
The man called Diwein sneered.
"If he has only displayed such insignificant potential even after this much stimulation, then this test subject is nothing more than that.
Our Arcadia Movement has no need for warriors this useless. If he dies, he dies."
The two operators exchanged glances. Hearing this, they said nothing more and turned back to twist the switch that increased the voltage.
Very soon, the screams stopped. The boy ceased struggling, and his vital signs completely flatlined.
"Tch. What bad luck. Another piece of trash."
Diwein waved a hand.
"Dispose of him. Same as before. Don't leave any traces."
The subordinates on either side immediately answered, "Yes."
Then someone stepped forward and whispered into his ear, "Diwein, Izayoi wants to see you."
Diwein nodded and turned to leave.
This was a building in the center of New Domino City, a gathering place for Duelists like Aki Izayoi, who had been born with psychic abilities.
Diwein was the founder of this movement. He took in these Duelists, who had been rejected and hated because of their abilities. Nominally, he gathered these outcasts with similar experiences together and gave these lonely people a home, but in truth, he was