socalfunplaces Chapter 443 Name
Chapter 443 Name
Chapter 443 Name
Sofia couldn't help but ask herself if she had ever felt any regret about what was happening to her.
She carefully recalled whether she had ever regretted anything.
Perhaps her consciousness was too blurred, because he was unable to make a clear judgment on this matter for a while.
Sofia felt she should have regretted it, but she couldn't recall exactly what it was.
She felt that she chose to forget the specific details in order to protect herself.
So Sofia tried to convince herself that regret was not a shameful thing.
After a series of hints, Sophia believed that she did not feel remorseful or regretful, and then she began to continue thinking.
However, she still couldn't recall any details.
Sofia gave a slight, self-deprecating smile.
She has always been a carefree girl, which often leads her to make silly mistakes.
However, she felt that those silly things were part of the fun in her life.
See, she's still making stupid mistakes.
Sofia was now certain that she had regretted it, but at this moment, she had also completely reconciled with her past self.
As for whether Sofia regrets it now?
She felt—absolutely not!
Even if Sophia had to choose ten thousand times over, she would still want to embark on this unpredictable path.
It is precisely because of the variability that there are various kinds of excitement and pleasure.
Sofia is having a great time.
Although the toll for this road is very expensive.
That day, Sofia was captured by this group of cultists.
Despite using almost all her trump cards, she still couldn't change the outcome.
In fact, she almost escaped completely.
Her scrolls killed more than two-thirds of the cult members.
However, these people are no longer mentally sound.
His devout, even fanatical, faith made them unafraid of death.
Otherwise, if they were just ordinary bandits, they would have already given up on retreating by then.
Without the reel, Sofia was just an ordinary girl.
Of course, he's not ordinary-looking.
Since her arrest, Sofia has lived in constant fear.
Fortunately, these cult members had no lustful desires and never craved Sofia's body.
Unfortunately, this group of people also lacked sexual desire.
They tried to get something out of Sofia, but the questions were beyond her comprehension.
It wasn't a language problem; they discovered that Sofia didn't understand Swabawa's language and arranged for someone who understood the Moon Language to communicate with her.
However, they didn't care where Sophia was from; they only wanted to know from her how much she knew about a certain deity with a complicated name.
However, Sophia knew absolutely nothing about the god they spoke of.
Sofia tried to explain, but to little avail.
They wouldn't listen to Sophia's explanations at all, and relentlessly interrogated her, but they didn't resort to torture.
At first, Sofia naively thought that this was the remaining pity in the hearts of these cultists.
But soon, Sofia realized she was wrong.
This group of people never intended to torture Sofia's body.
But they greedily coveted something else—Sophia's soul.
I don't know when it started, but this group of people stopped asking the same unquestionable questions they used to ask.
Instead, he held a book with a black cover and kept reciting it in Sofia's ear.
That voice, like a whisper, continued to linger in Sofia's ears, causing her mental torment.
She begged them to stop reading, but it was no use.
The only saving grace was that Sofia didn't understand what they were chanting.
However, a translator was immediately sent to translate the contents of that book for Sofia.
Since then, they have tried to have some questions and answers with Sofia.
They would tell Sophia some common sense that she had never copied before, and then have her repeat it.
If it aligns with Sofia's understanding, they will also require Sofia to accept and repeat what they have instilled in her.
Furthermore, due to the extreme scarcity of food available to Sofia, her consciousness remained in a dazed state for an extended period.
Sometimes, she couldn't even distinguish which of her knowledge came from this group of people and which she already knew from the past.
All she knew was that a voice that could not be described in words was the name of that great god.
Sofia was already able to recite it accurately; of course she could.
If she answered a question incorrectly, she was punished by having to loudly recite the name.
This caused Sofia to unconsciously recite the name.
Previously, she would call upon God when she was emotionally agitated.
In fact, this situation rarely occurs.
God was indeed her faith, but having been deprived of chastity, she naturally did not have much reverence for Him.
However, at this moment she would utter the name of an evil god.
Can an evil god save me? Sophia couldn't help but wonder, would chanting his name even help?
Sofia sometimes hallucinates when she occasionally recites or thinks of that name.
A terrifying and disgusting image would appear in her mind.
It was a huge, pale worm, right in front of me.
White, cracked skin clung to her face, and thick, foul-smelling bodily fluids flowed down her neck.
She could even feel herself kissing that disgusting thing, and even further. Every time this happened, Sophia had to use extremely strong willpower to drive those thoughts out of her mind.
She was terrified that her fantasy would eventually become reality.
Perhaps, she has long lost the ability to distinguish between fantasy and reality.
Does Sofia regret it? She denies it.
However, she would rather regret it than endure this mental torment.
Sofia begged the group to beat her, to subject her to cruel punishment, and even to rape her.
As long as they stop brainwashing her.
However, it was to no avail.
This group of fanatical cultists are only interested in things related to their faith.
Sofia didn't know how much longer she could hold on.
Perhaps it's time to hold on any longer.
"Thump..."
"Knock knock—.—"
Footsteps.
Oh my god! It's footsteps!
The footsteps are getting closer!
Sophia immediately opened her mouth and recited the name of the evil god.
And she had to repeat those blasphemous names, which drove her mad—
otherwise·
otherwise!
They will instill even more insane knowledge in her!
Until a hand landed on Sofia's shoulder.
They're here! They've come after all!
Tears streamed down Sofia's face.
She began to shout the name aloud, to the point that a concrete image appeared in her mind.
Hopefully, these people will let her off the hook and stop feeding her strange knowledge.
Perhaps she should beg them to kill her.
Sofia looked ahead at the man with a round face.
Sofia couldn't understand what the other person was saying.
She shouted her name out loud.
This was the only thing she could do.
Until "Miss?"
Sofia's shouts faded. Had I misheard? Was that the Kingdom Language?
Until: "Miss, are you alright? I've been to the kingdom, and your appearance and accent seem to indicate you're from there."
Sofia stopped shouting when she heard her mother tongue.
However, she burst into tears.
she knows.
ended.
everything is over.
There's no need to keep saying that damn name.
I must forget it.
The man patted her on the shoulder: "Miss, you're saved."
Sofia asked, "Who are you?"
"You can call me Ah Jun, Ah Jun Singh."