Isekai Gomon Hime

Despite being suffocated by her, Kaito Sena thought he understood how it had come to this.

Through his life he had made it this far, though it’s been quite the miracle. His right arm was covered in many little lacerations. His black-red left arm couldn’t be moved. His ankles were broken in a direction they should not be and had stayed that way for the past few months. His stomach had been hurting for 3 days; his insides might be damaged.

Seventeen years and three months old. A life where it could have been broken at a whim.

These were the days where he could not even run away, where he knew he could be turned into meat, like some common animal. Really, it wasn’t that his body was being eaten, it was that it was likely will be buried somewhere, or burned, bones broken, and scattered in the mountains or the ocean.

The pain got drawn out longer and longer. Whenever he thought about it, his lungs and veins got utterly squashed by a thick finger. There was something sticky that kept flowing out from the place where the eyeb.a.l.l.s flew out.

Even after the endless struggles, trying to step on the opponents body, using his nails to furiously claw away the hands grasping his neck, but the opponent who was high on drugs was also his father, had lost his mind and all reason. He stuck his big  tongue out, hungrily swinging around licking the oxygen, at this time a part of him detached and watched the situation calmly. But, maddening thoughts explosively flew around in his head. I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die, don’t kill me!

However, his throat could only cave in. His vision disappeared, there was light where it should be pitch black.

That is, like a revolving lantern that he had listened to the story before.

That was completely different; a nuisance.

People were dying as far as the eye could see.

Men, women, children, the elderly, were being discarded by some strange way of death. His hands and legs were twisted off like a broken toy, his stomach cut torn apart, his limbs pulled out. He lost his ears, his eyeb.a.l.l.s, his teeth, and even his tongue.

Before Kaito, piled a mountain of corpses with no dignity as people.

There was the sound of a crow, flying through the sky carrying a part of someone’s body in its mouth. His vision went black; countless mouths appeared. Covered in seaweed, the people formed hardened fists and were howling voices at the top of their lungs. Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill! The overwhelming killing intent and hatred was aimed at a certain girl.

Before their eyes, the dangling black haired girl had been restrained. Her entire body had been bound in the gallows by hundreds hanging chains as she was fixed in the air. The appearance was like that of a fly caught in a spider’s web. Her long, beautiful hair stole their as she raised her head.

Her vivid red eyes on her frighteningly beautiful face turned towards Kaito. He then took a breath at the same time.

Her emotion wasn’t unlike that of a victim.

She looked away from Kaito, and stared fearlessly at the people who had been throwing voices of resentment and murderous intent.

There was an evil, brutal smile plastered on her perfectly beautiful face. Kill, kill, kill. She felt their intent all over and laughed as the people began screaming again. Truly ominously, beautifully, she ridiculed them all. Then, a coercive voice rung throughout the place.

——Before being executed, do a good deed.

Then, it was just as that.

The real neck of Kaito Sena broke off.

Kaito Sena, the boy who should have been executed, slowly opened his eyes. The fire of the bonfire burned his eyes. Looking carefully, he found he is in a dim-lit room made of stone. He should have been killed, but this couldn’t be h.e.l.l. Before the confused Kaito was a girl standing there that he had seen in a picture a moment ago.

She was not bound as she was now. However, she seemed as though she was bound for some reason.

She has a bondage dress covering her slender body. The chest part was made almost solely with leather belts. Under her belts that are mixed together like they are binding, he could see more than half of her well-formed b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Under her thighs that are hidden by seaweed was a small skirt with a thin cloth resembling that of stockings covering her beautiful legs. A black accessory dyed scarlet on the inside flew long on her back. Although there and everywhere there were s.e.xual clothing, it wasn’t unusual to have the impression that she was flirting.

She seemed fully dressed in a queen’s outfit, and always wore her suggestive bondage-style dress well.

Her face was tidier than any other face he had seen, with luxuriant, gorgeous black hair. Though there appeared a cruel light like that of a demon coming from inside her red, gem-like eyes.

Suddenly, the extraordinarily beautiful girl opened her lips.

“Oh ye untainted soul, killed so cruelly, so gruesomely. You! You are to become my follower and I will use you!”, she said as she was looking directly at Kaito.

It was not a tone to be replied back to. He could not understand why one would want to use a human who was killed.

Kaito finally realized he could breathe. While he was so shocked that he smiled a bit without thinking, and she had been proclaiming the whole time.

“My name is the “Princess of Torture”, Elizabeth le Fanu. I am both a wolf with a lot of pride, and a lowly sow.”