Nightmare Mythos

"All right, state your name."

Looking at the figure that was meekly sitting on the floor, his head drooping down, Cesar had his thoughts raised at the matter.

After all, without his Eyes of Deceit, Cesar would've probably been dead by now. His Cedeit-meter didn't seem to work as he also noticed it a bit too late when the figure was talking to him.

It could only imply that the individual was a professional.

That's why Cesar knew he had broken the spirit of this person just by merely breaking through the illusionary circle that the assassin was proud off just earlier.

The figure with a slim figure and a round face can't afford to look straight into Cesar's eyes.

Remaining his eyes fixated on the ground, the figure answered shakily, "I'm Karl. I'm quite known throughout the world but I'm famous in the Underworld since I go by the name The Juke. It was a title given to me since every victim I've put in place hadn't seen my face. I've kept juking my enemies using the same method I did now, but didn't seem to work against… you,"

Cesar maintained his domineering posture as he mused inwardly, 'I knew it. This is not just a no-name assassin. It's a pro.'

Cesar began to ponder deeply about how he should make use of this guy who was visibly afraid of him. But at the end of all these things, the right thing to do was kill his enemies to avoid retaliation or revenge.

But if that's how he will keep doing things, Cesar knows he will be exhausted.

Cesar realized what he was lacking at the moment and that was information regarding his enemies.

And the professional assassin Karl, The Juke, might be the way to extort any needed information he will have to eventually know.

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'Let's empty this guy on everything before executing him. It doesn't matter if he noticed what I'm doing. I'll make it look like he's slowly gaining my trust, giving him a sense of security that I rely on him, and if he bares his fangs after knowing everything, I'll kill him,'

Creating the devious plan inside his head that would surely work if he manipulated it very well, Cesar drew a sly smirk on his lips before stating.

"All right, Karl. Here's how things are going to happen. Listen to me very carefully."

Karl slowly raised his head and looked straight at Cesar.

His eyes shook just by merely taking a quick look, remembering how Cesar's eye glowed and gave birth to primal fear inside him.

Seeing the nervous nod from Karl, Cesar continued, "All right, Karl. First, hand me any Artifact or hidden weapon you are using. Drop them down on the ground like what you did with your blade, got it? I'll count to three, got it?"

Karl swiftly made a move as he dropped any hidden weapon he had stored in his body. However, Cesar was left disappointed when he spotted no Artifacts.

"I didn't even get to count," Cesar commented before pondering his next words, "All right. Next, tell me any big groups or names that are interested or you are certain that will be coming for my head. Be concise about their description, give what type of abilities they possess, and lastly, reveal their names or titles,"

Soon, Karl began to spill everything he had known in his entire life of knowledge of being an assassin. He gave different kinds of descriptions of any assassins he knew that were willing to hunt him down, which are mostly known assassins out there.

There's no way someone is skipping the Hundred Million Bounty when the target was only a student.

But it seemed they were forgetting the fact that the student was no other than the Hero of Wheels.

There's no way a student of that caliber was ordinary or normal.

After distinguishing the loads of information that Karl fed him nonstop, Cesar kept everything at the back of his mind. He memorized it right in that instant since it involved his survival, and at the same time, wasn't going to be complacent because he had that information.

There are still things to consider such as hidden factors or information that Karl didn't wield.

Finally, after over an hour of spilling information, Cesar cracked his head before finally proceeding to his last question.

"Tell me what you know about the assigned bounty for me,"

Karl let out a short cough before asking politely, "Can I get a glass of water? I'm feeling parched,"

Cesar stared at him briefly and replied, "If you stand up at your place, that will be the last thing you'll ever do,"

Karl shivered uncontrollably before spilling another kind of information that he wielded.

However, Cesar couldn't help but leave disappointed since he was already aware of most of the information he leaked.

As he continued to listen, Cesar stood up from his place, grabbed a pitchel from the kitchen, poured it with ice-cold water, and came back to the table where he was talking with Karl.

Showing his level of pettiness to a thirsty assassin, Cesar drank it down to his throat before smacking his lips.

Karl's face grew darkly watching that as he couldn't help but touch his throat, feeling parched still.

But he couldn't just stop.

Thinking that there wasn't any new information, Cesar's face grew bored before Karl revealed a key piece of info that piqued his interest.

Karl stated, "Oh right, I heard from my assassin friends that when this bounty is established and continues to rise in numbers, there is a certain individual that keeps coming back to raise this value. That's when I thought 'This guy might be rich' hence I came up with a plan to find out about this individual through also my connections. I hired professionals to do this job and expected a result a few days later,"

Cesar saw the change of demeanor from Karl and he couldn't help but focus.

There was hesitation in his actions. It looked like a memory that Karl tried to bury was resurfacing once more since Cesar demanded answers to his questions.

Karl is no newbie when it comes to disgusting situations since his line of job is linked to it.

If he felt fear for Cesar after countering his ability, then the situation he was trying to put into words to tell Cesar was the most repulsive scene he had encountered in his entire life.

After finally dozens of seconds of contemplating, Karl revealed, "Suddenly, news quickly spread that even the Army had to be involved. Underworld dogs like us would be obviously curious when even the military itself has been entangled. Find your next read at empire

"However, this case hasn't been as simple as we thought as even the Nightmare Corps has been concerned as well. That's why I asked. How come this group of specialists came particularly on our turf and should've been involved only in Nightmares? T-that's when I witnessed something horrifying,"

Karl took a long pause, "On the site, there was a specific killing. On each wall, there was an intersecting circle painted with human blood. Like a three-circle venn diagram. On each circle was a skull that was still fresh due to how new it was at that time. A-and In the middle of each three circles was a strange-looking symbol that curved circularly."

Karl took a mouthful of gulped as he expressed repulsively, "The informants I asked to gather information from that particular person were there. However, their face skins, arms, legs, and any body parts were hanging on the ceiling as if… as if to give a warning to whoever tried to search for them.

"T-the scene left me traumatized since I never have seen that kind of brutality ever before. You can even tell the horrors those informants met when you see how horrified their faces are. T-that's why I gave up on the plan of continuing the search,"

Cesar formed a frown upon realizing that his bounty wasn't just made out of a whim. If he takes Karl's words into consideration, then the person he tried to search for was one of the people who put the bounty above his head.

If that's the case, then it was a huge lead to receive from Karl.

But almost instantly, he heard a crazed shout inside his head that almost pierced his brain due to how violent it was.

"It's fucking them!"

Cesar's eyes widened.

"It's the fucking Holy Trinity!"