They would laugh and enjoy tormenting the boy who begged, trembling with pain and fear, pleading "I'll do anything, please don't do that."
Those days continued until Del Delatia's mind reached its limit and he stopped reacting to pain or fear.
He became like a doll and they finally threw him into the monster forest as food—only then did it end.
Even though Somnus had inherited those memories, he had carelessly let a knife enter Li Shen's view.
No matter how much he had looked away from those memories and felt nausea, hatred, and disgust in flashes, he should have watched them properly.
If he had, he would never have let the object appear before the memoryless Li Shen.
He would not have let Li Shen, fearing pain, try to offer his body to satisfy someone.
He would not have forced that humiliation.
Whether Li Shen speaking, in confusion, about the state he had been in before was unconscious or not—Somnus could not say.
