Beast Hack: Customizing Beasts and Capturing Beauties - Chapter 233

Chapter 233: Endless Pain, Endless Death… Until Loreia Finally Snaps!
Loreia’s entire body trembled as she stared at them. She gripped the sand beneath her as her breath became short, panicked gasps.

She had seen Luna and Liora here, meaning that the earlier experiences were real. “How am I still alive after all of that?”

She looked at her own hands. “I—I died… I felt it! My neck—my body—it was all broken! H-How?! HOW?! HOW?!”

Luna smirked as she stepped forward casually. “Don’t worry, big sister.”

Loreia flinched as Luna crouched beside her. Luna’s eyes were still gleaming with amusement.

“This is a special dream world. A place where even if you die, you’ll just be resurrected… over and over again.”

Loreia’s stomach churned. “Resurrected? Over and over? No… No way!”

Luna chuckled, enjoying her reaction. “Oh yes, and the best part? You’ll feel every second of that pain, no matter how many times you die.”

Loreia’s face twisted in horror as she was really scared. “T-That’s insane!”

Luna tilted her head playfully. “No, that’s training.”

Loreia shook her head violently. “You expect me to go through all of that again?! Are you two insane?! I refuse! I won’t do it!”

Luna’s smile didn’t fade. “Oh, you don’t have a choice.”

She leaned in closer, whispering softly. “You’re our big sister, right? That means you need to be stronger than us.”

Loreia gritted her teeth. “I—I won’t do it! I swear, I—”

Luna sighed dramatically. “Liora.”

Liora cracked her knuckles and it made Loreia’s body stiffen. Her breath hitched.

Luna’s smirk widened. “Let’s start again.”

Loreia scrambled backward. “NO—WAIT! LET’S TALK ABOUT THIS! I DON’T NEED THIS TRAINING! REALLY!”

Luna laughed. “Oh, but you do. You died too easily last time. We need to work on that, don’t we, Liora?”

Liora nodded, stepping forward. “Weaklings die, Loreia. And you… are still weak.”

Loreia’s eyes darted around desperately, looking for a way to escape. “T-This isn’t fair! I wasn’t born like you two! I—I don’t even know how to fight!”

Luna grinned, mockingly patting her head. “Don’t worry. By the time we’re done, you’ll either learn how to fight… or you’ll just keep dying.”

Loreia’s face twisted in fear. “PLEASE, WAIT! JUST GIVE ME A SECOND TO THINK!”

Luna clapped her hands. “Liora, break her arms first. Last time, she screamed too much. Let’s see if she lasts longer this time.”

Loreia screamed as Liora quickly grabbed her and the nightmare resumed.

—

Liora showed no hesitation. She grabbed Loreia and forced her down into the sand.

She continued the cycle of torment. Bones cracked. Flesh tore. Blood spilled.

Loreia’s screams echoed through the desert, over and over.

Liora didn’t hold back. She did everything possible to break her.

She twisted her limbs until they snapped, crushed her ribs until her breathing was ragged, and ripped into her flesh like a wild beast.

And when Loreia thought it couldn’t get worse, Liora found new ways to make her suffer.

Even though they were all reset to Level 1, Liora’s experience as a former beastman warrior gave her a natural advantage.

Loreia had no chance to fight back. She died and then came back again. And again. And again. And again.

For ten days straight, she went through the agony of death without a moment to recover.

The first few days, she screamed endlessly. The pain was unbearable and the fear was overwhelming, but something inside her started to change.

By the fifth day, her screams became weaker.

By the seventh day, she stopped begging.

By the tenth day, Loreia no longer screamed.

She still felt the pain but she no longer let it control her. She didn’t give them the satisfaction of torturing her.

Luna watched in amusement as she called her hands. “Finally, you’ve gotten better.”

Loreia panted weakly. Her body was covered in wounds and also trembling.

For the first time, she didn’t look afraid but tired of all those tortures.

Luna crouched beside her, grinning. “But, big sister… you’re still not good enough.”

Before Loreia could even catch her breath, CRACK. Liora snapped her neck, killing her for the eleventh time.

—

Loreia opened her eyes once again. Her body was completely healed. No wounds and no broken bones, just like before.

Loreia could feel that this time was different. She didn’t panic or scream at all. She simply… breathed the hot air.

Luna stepped forward, smirking as usual. “Good morning, big sister. This is the twelfth day so good luck.”

Loreia’s fingers twitched as she heard the familiar footsteps. Liora was already approaching, ready to begin again.

Just like before, Loreia knew what was coming. She had been beaten, broken, torn apart and even killed eleven times.

But this time, something inside her snapped. She couldn’t hold it in anymore and immediately moved faster than before.

Before Liora could even reach her, Loreia lunged forward, gripping Liora’s hair hard, yanking her down with full force. SLAM!

Liora’s body hit the ground hard, her head whipping back in shock. For the first time in twelve days, Liora frowned.

Her instincts kicked in. She grabbed Loreia’s arms, trying to break free, but then she was shocked as she couldn’t.

Loreia’s grip was too strong. She tried to pull her away, to force her off, but Loreia held on tight, ignoring everything.

Luna’s smirk faded as she watched the scene unfold before her. For the first time, something was different.

She narrowed her eyes as she glanced toward Liora. “What’s going on? Just fight back like you used to, Liora.”

Liora gritted her teeth as she was frustrated. “I—I can’t, Luna.”

She tried again, pulling and twisting, but Loreia’s grip wouldn’t budge.

Her fingers tightened, but no matter how much strength she used, she couldn’t break free.

Luna’s brows furrowed. “What? That doesn’t make sense. Just rip her off.”

Liora’s frown deepened. “I’m telling you—I don’t know why, but I can’t pull her hand off me!”

Loreia soon smirked, then laughed out hard. Luna and Liora immediately stiffened.

Loreia leaned closer, her grip on Liora’s hair tightening even more and whispered. “Today… it’s your turn to suffer.”