Chapter 8: Lust Trumps Love
SHUF!

As the inhumane pulse of strength urged Trodden to race forward and ram against the iron bars before him which beqome clearer as his right eye changed, becoming tainted with a golden tint, he roared!

BANG!

The bars rang, the floor quaking in genuine fright from the power released from Trodden's body!

The creatures that had prowled silently outside of his cell before he turned to screeching uncontrollably in the wake of his dug up emotion, growled, attracting the young man to use his transcendent sight to finally see what they were despite the obscuring cover of the darkness!

...!

Trodden froze for a moment.

What he had suspected to perhaps be foul monsters captured from a distant evil forest and kept here for entertainment were....

Naught but man!

They were feral men and women with distorted figures, made ugly by actual wooden features; a small branch growing from the forehead one, an entire arm as a wilted tree on another.

These mindless monsters walked on all fours, their joint
Continue to read this book on the App
Previous Chapter

Related Chapters

Latest Chapter