Demiurge - Compulsion 3

After taking care to stay back far enough to avoid getting spattered even if the man’s blood spurted, Demiurge issued an order. “Slit your throat with that sword.”

There was a thudding noise.

The eyes of the man who had sliced his own neck open were filled with confusion. When the light faded from his eyes, leaving only cloudy glass marbles—that was when he collapsed with a thud.

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Volume 12, Chapter 1.2