I yanked Alex's tangled hair, dragging his writhing, pain-groaning form into the spacious living room. The door closed with a final click, trapping all the terror inside.

In the center of the opulent living room, filled with antique furniture and an air of elegance, now lay seven motionless men.

They were the servants, security guards, and drivers who worked in this mansion. Before Alex returned, I had already swiftly incapacitated them, ensuring no one would interrupt my vangeance.

I threw Alex's broken body into the middle of them like trash. Alex let out a hard gasp as his wounded form hit the floor.

He tried to move, to twitch a limb, but every effort ended only in a deeper groan of pain. His bent arm and misshapen legs could only twitch helplessly.

"Aah... damn it..." he sobbed, tears flowing continuously. His swollen eyes stared at me, full of fear and unanswered questions. "What... what are you going to do, Adam? What more do you want from me? I've already... everything is already...!"

He saw his family's corpses in the next room, then looked at the unconscious people around him, and couldn't comprehend what worse thing could possibly happen.

I didn't answer immediately, only took out [The Fleshcraver's Loop] from my inventory.

The ring felt cold and alive in my palm. I observed it for a moment, rereading its description in my mind.

[The Fleshcraver's Loop]

-> A ring forged from a siren's spine, it pulses slowly with a faint rhythm. When activated, anyone within a five-meter radius is overwhelmed by primal desire, often losing all logic and morality in their urge to satisfy their cravings for the wearer.]

I had only used it once before in a dungeon, on a stone-bodied monster. The result was absolute madness and a blind rampage directed at me. But on humans? This would be the first trial.

"An experiment," I finally answered Alex, my voice flat.

"An experiment...?" Alex repeated, the fear in his eyes reaching a new level, darker than the mere fear of death. He didn't understand, but the word itself was terrifying enough.

I ignored his whimpers. Quickly, I walked along the line of unconscious men. To each one, I delivered a hard, echoing slap across the cheek or chin. One by one, they jerked awake, groaning, clutching their sore faces while their expressions remained confused and afraid.

Slap! Slap! Slap...!

They looked at me, then at Alex, bruised and formless in their midst. Confusion and fear were plain in their eyes.

When they were all conscious, I walked over to Alex. I grabbed his broken hand and forcibly slipped The Fleshcraver's Loop onto one of his fingers. The ring fit perfectly, and its strange pulsing immediately felt stronger.

"What... what is this?" Alex whispered, panicked, feeling the foreign object throbbing like a parasite on his finger. "Take it off! TAKE IT OFF!"

I only smirked cruelly. The moment the ring was on, I immediately felt its effect like a thick fog creeping into my mind, pushing wild, primitive images.

But I was prepared. With quick steps, I retreated, stepping outside the five-meter radius indicated by the item's description.

I stopped, right at the edge of its influence, and watched.

The effect was almost instant.

The men who had just regained consciousness, who initially only seemed confused and afraid, simultaneously changed their expressions.

Their eyes, fixed on Alex, suddenly lost logical focus, replaced by a dark, ravenous primal light. Their breathing grew heavy, like animals scenting prey. Their gazes locked onto a single point: Alex, lying helpless with the pulsating ring on his finger.

"Sir Alex?" one of them mumbled, but his voice sounded hoarse and strange.

"Hey! You! Snap out of it!" Alex screamed, his voice trembling with escalating pain and panic.

"It's me, Alex! Help me! Stop him!" He jerked his head in my direction.

But no one looked at me. All eyes, all attention, were fixated on him. A young, burly security guard moved first. He said nothing. Just knelt beside Alex, then without warning, opened his mouth and... bit down.

"AAAKH! DAMN IT! GET OFF!" Alex shrieked as the man's teeth tore into the skin of his already broken arm, ripping the flesh. Fresh blood spurted.

Alex's pain and screams seemed to be the signal for the others. One by one, they crawled closer. A chef, a gardener, and the other servants. They no longer saw Alex as their young master. They saw... something to be consumed They were like zombies. There was a wild lust in their eyes, a lust that overrode all morality and social bonds.

"Stop! I order you to stop!" Alex screamed through tears as his other hand was bitten by the elderly driver. "Bastards! Animals! GET AWAY FROM ME!"

But his cries merely became the background music to the savage scene. They bit, clawed, and tore at Alex's already tattered clothes. His skin was ripped, his flesh torn. The elegant living room transformed into a horrifying arena of cannibalism. The smell of fresh blood, raw meat, and the sweat of fear filled the air.

Alex screamed, howled, tried to struggle but his body could no longer do anything. His tears mixed with blood and snot. He called their names, cursed them, begged them.

Then, amidst the unbearable pain, his wild, tear-filled eyes found me. I stood at a safe distance, watching calmly.

"A-Adam... please..." his voice broke, full of absolute despair. He was no longer angry, no longer cursing. Only pleading. "Please stop... them... I beg you... I'll do anything... please..."

I watched him for a moment, head slightly tilted, as if considering.

"Hmm, maybe I went a bit overboard," I said in a tone almost like someone deep in thought.

Alex's face, already bruised and blood-smeared, suddenly shone briefly with a naive, pitiful hope. "Yes... yes! You did! Please stop it! I beg you!"

He kept pleading, while around him, the people who once worked for his family continued to chew on his flesh as if at a feast.

"This is getting too messy," I murmured to myself.

I opened my inventory again. This time, [Aphrodisiac Elixir] appeared, a small bottle filled with a pink liquid. I twisted the cap open. I still had eleven uses left, and this felt like the perfect moment for a… follow-up experiment.

I stepped closer, suppressing the strange, instinctive urge rising inside me. Roughly, I grabbed the hair of one man who was busily tearing at the flesh of Alex's thigh. He lifted his blood-smeared face, eyes empty and feral.

Without giving him a chance to react, I poured the elixir into his open mouth. He choked, swallowed on reflex, then turned back to Alex with the same vacant stare, as if nothing had happened at all.

But I knew better.

The effect only needed a few seconds.

I moved quickly.

One by one, I poured the elixir into the mouths of the other six men, lost in their cannibalistic feast. They only grunted, swallowed, then refocused on Alex, who was half-unconscious from blood loss and pain.

After that task was done, I hastily retreated again, jumping back beyond the five-meter boundary. That distance immediately cleared my mind of the strange fog.

"A... Adam...?" he whispered, as if asking if this was mercy.

I didn't answer.

The dark effect of the ring faded from my mind, replaced by curiosity. What would happen? The [Aphrodisiac Elixir] was designed to induce extremely high sexual arousal, overpowering all inhibitions. Combined with [The Fleshcraver's Loop] which had already stripped them of logic and morality...

A cruel smile spread across my lips. This would be interesting.

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