The first floor.
Outside Poor Ridge Lady's cell, an egg suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Poor Ridge Lady noticed the egg outside her cell. Her head tilted slightly, and a thoughtful look crossed her face.
A crack appeared in the egg, and a chick broke out of its shell.
"A chick? How cute. Come here, come here. That's it, come here," Poor Ridge Lady said with a strange smile.
The chick blinked at her in confusion. It tilted its head too, as though wondering whether to go over. After a moment, it shook the bits of shell from its body and cautiously walked toward Poor Ridge Lady.
A hand snatched up the chick. Poor Ridge Lady stuffed it into her mouth and chewed in great mouthfuls, her face twisting into a terrifying grimace.
But before she could savor the taste of flesh and blood, her heart began to race. She clutched her chest and let out a pained whimper.
At last, she collapsed and curled into a ball as her life was slowly stripped away.
Yellow flames burst from her body and burned her to ash. A man who was half human, half chicken rose reborn from the flames.
"I feel so guilty!"
Amid the flames, Sacrificial God slowly opened his eyes and clutched his chest.
The method of Self-Sacrifice surfaced naturally in his mind. If he used it, he could revive Poor Ridge Lady.
As time passed, his guilt grew stronger. He drew the Self-Sacrifice array on the ground, knelt in its center, and plunged his right hand into his heart. Blood streamed from the wound, falling drop by drop onto the array.
Soon, blood filled the array and it glowed crimson. Sacrificial God's body shriveled, then crumbled to dust.
Poor Ridge Lady came back to life in