Your homeland that was once filled with peace and joy, turn into nothing, but fire and ashes. You had no choice, but accept the offer from Surtalogi. Not much about him, but he did say that he is one of the Five Sinners.

He didn’t just save you out of pity, it’s because he had a lot of plans for you. He wants to find a worthy opponent, so he became stricter and harsher on you, despite your young age. Not to mention, he is completely cold and heartless, he doesn’t care if you bleed, but he is aware that he needs you alive, otherwise you’re useless to him if you die.

Currently you were in the Abyss. You don’t know when was the day and when was the night, but you were force to train. The air was too hard for you to breathe in, it felt cold in the Abyss. In your training, you struggled to pick up a sword, due to exhaustion.

As usual, The Foul had no affection towards you. His figure towers you, his deep voice made you flinch in fear as he said, “Haven’t I told you that I won’t be telling you twice? I have told you to practice your sword. After all, bones can reset. Pick up your sword and keep practicing until I hear every splinter and crack of the bone.”

His face was very unreadable (if he has a face or not), but you could see his pinkish purple glowing eyes, staring down at you.