Experiment Subject

Rage was tearing apart Ella Cavilla's heart.

His sister, his family, his everything, had all been destroyed.

What that villager had said involuntarily surfaced in his mind—his sister had been hung from a pole at the village entrance, her body exposed to wind, rain, and sun, gradually becoming grotesque and terrifying...

"Pant, pant, pant!" Ella jolted awake from his nightmare, gripped by fear. He kept gasping for breath, then looked out at the dim sky.

About a week had passed since Mokania had rescued him.

They were still fleeing. Today, they had happened upon an abandoned noble estate in the wilderness and rested here for the night.

At this moment, Ella instinctively looked into the distance, worrying whether his sister would be getting rained on.

The thought of his sister's corpse continuing to suffer such humiliation after her death filled him with immense rage and pain.

No. I need to find a chance to return to Kavila, Ella thought.

Though his Kavila Family had declined, they were still genuine local landowners around their ancestral estate.

Most of the businesses and land in the surrounding villages were actually under his family's control, which was why this region of villages was named Kavila.

Although they served as clergy in the nearby town, they often returned to their own villages to play little games there.

After discovering that the town had been overrun by the Fictional Protocol, he had instinctively fled toward Kavila.

Then he had encountered people from the Fictional Protocol along the way, forcing him to run into the mountains.

Over the past month, he had often wanted to seek help in Kavila or flee elsewhere.

But he had never managed to get out of the mountains.

It was only then that he discovered some villagers had also joined the hunt