Called To Another World By An Evil Goddess
Chapter 218: The Past of Nightmare
Ever since the encounter with Clarisa, little Nightmare has never stopped to hate this world.
He hated his race and also hated the dragon race.
The Elf race did not accept it while the dragon race killed his parents and sold them, something that could not be imagined at his young age. On the other hand, he has received various abuse which has made him lose his reason for living.
All he could hope for was death.
But far from his heart he hated the world including the gods who made him experience this without trying to save him in the slightest.
When Nightmare was filled with darkness, Clarisa thrust a sweet ice rod at him.
"Don't daydream, eat."
Nightmare just looked at her without saying anything until Clarisa showed her how.
"Look at this, you just put it in your mouth and then move it back and forth instead of it being similar to when we're having sex."
"Is the teacher not a virgin?"
"I'm a virgin of course."
"I doubt it."
Nightmare took the ice and put it in his mouth.
"After I save you and teach you this year, what will you do?"
"I will destroy this world including the dragon race and take the position of the goddesses in order to create a new world."
"You still have hatred."
"Will the teacher stop me?"
"I have no right to stop you or support you but I hope you can choose the right path."
Nightmare stared hard.
"Whatever you take you'll still be my first student, I'll love you anytime."
Clarisa gave Nightmare a piece of paper.
"That's the location of the forbidden library, you can learn there whether it's curse magic, holy magic or any other magic you're free to learn."
Nightmare stood up then bowed to Clarisa who turned her body while waving her hand.
"Thank you for everything."
Nightmare only saw the departure of his teacher from a distance, although his body was small for Nightmare he was a large figure who had a freedom ideology that could not live bound by anyone.
Imagining being able to become his disciple was something precious that Nightmare had all along.
Or maybe this is the only thing he has.
After packing his luggage into a small bag, Nightmare took a different path, he walked down the path until he reached a big city.
The address his teacher gave him was something he didn't know, maybe if he asked some people he would be able to find a bit of information.
Different from the old days Nightmare can protect himself.
When walking a man pulled her into an alley with his friends. Nightmare just smiled and said.
"I'll do anything, please don't kill me."
Of course it's just acting.
"You're pretty sweet so take your clothes off and we can..."
Before the man finished his words a knife pierced through one of his eyes, as he groaned in pain.
Another knife slashed his neck making the head fall to the ground. The blood is like a fountain.
The four comrades who saw him could only be shocked without being able to say anything, all they could accept afterwards was death.
One man on a wall, one man torn to shreds, another man decapitated and one could only crawl in fear.
"Please forgive me, please.
Nightmare sat on the poor man as he moved his body between his thighs, forward and backward.
"Not that you guys like doing this, how it feels."
"Don't kill me."
Nightmare pulled the knife out of his hand and shot it into his mouth.
"You human race will perish, I will vouch for it."
SRACKS.
The man died in an instant.