Prior Reincarnation

The characters were set, and the world was as changeable as one would alter a novel's setting.

Those within wouldn't even notice if the distance they walked wasn't consistent with the distance.

Thus, Ben found his vision being distorted…

His belly plumped outwards, and his physique became unfamiliar in a way only 'he' knew.

That was until the unfamiliarity suddenly became a regularity. The foreignness of his body vanished.

What replaced it was a comfort to be in his own skin. Ben would know what this identity was…

It was the man the wraiths couldn't forget.

[You have accepted the 'Restraint' of Sidmund Tailor. You cannot release it without permission.]

[You will be enslaved until released by the user of the Enslavement Eyes. Your heart is rearranged.]

Furthermore, he seemed ignorant of the blue screens that would come up every now and again.

As if he'd turned into an ordinary human…

His eyes changed when the transformation was complete. It was similar to Sophia's transformation.

Like putting a spirit inside a soul.

After becoming the vessel for the wraith, memories were clearly washed away just to regain its sanity.

Sidmund became the puppeteer for these two hypnotised figures. Then applied magic circles.

But what was truly special was the 'room' he made.

Rather than letting him run around, Sidmund used the Miracle to replicate a certain mythical object.

This was after getting permission from the Goddess of Love, the one who favoured Julie.

She was based off the Goddess Aphrodite, but was also the one who possessed the 'Pandora' name.

That's why she didn't feel bad passing her 'box' after hearing what his intentions were to use it.

[Your slaves have been stored in 'The Jar of Boundless Despair'. Current version is empty.]

[Please create a spark to ignite the flames. The tragedy that would complete the present form.]

Yin and Yang were placed in the changing room.

It was a specific set that paired together quite nicely. Ben had the Yin, and Sophia had the Yang.

Even though their genders would suggest otherwise. Didn't females usually have 'Yin'?

Chinese Philosophy always indicated that male human vessel were the opposite of the females.

Males were dominant, rough, ready for combat at all times, and embodied the nature of 'Yang'.

Though didn't that seem strange…?

Yang itself was normally associated with light and holiness. It contained the good stuff in the world.

Yin, on the other hand, was always associated with water, illusions, and ghosts. The power of spirits.

It was an irony that someone like Sophia became worthy of being 'Yang', but Sid saw no difference.

Whether it be his former Mistress or the bastard Delusionist, they were born 'evil' in his eyes.

One was the pathetic kind, while the other was truly what men feared to be in the hearts of vixens.

The embodiment of 'Femme Fatalles'.

For the former protagonist of the 'Rank Raiser' novel, he didn't know what to do at first.

Should he blame the writer for his misfortune, or should he hate Sophia for doing the deeds?

Whichever was the case, it was a hard choice.

That's why, he decided not to discriminate…

'You both are equally deserving of my hatred.' He would rather hate both of them to make it… fair.

If 'fairness' even existed in reality in the first place.

That's what he thought, anyway.

Though it was blackmail on his part to get both of them to agree on accepting his hypnosis, not all his desires revolves around killing them. The already saw past himself to have compassion for others.

Though his actions didn't seem to reflect that…

To others, he seemed like a sadistic madman who took pleasure in making suffer for his amusement.

Sidmund sat on the sofa and watched the world change using his 'Miracle', the TV turned on.

The 'Jar' became the television.

The only program that was airing seemed to be about a certain plump man and his tendencies.

Episode 1 seemed to be about the 'Call Girl'.

The first and oldest wraith was the one who died the most cruel fate under Augustus Grayson.

That 'under' part being literal in its usage…

Shady people with a lot of many didn't find looking for call girls odd. Especially if they had no fame.

The paparazzi cared little for what the plump man would do, since he wasn't really that interesting.

That's why his deeds could go unnoticed…

Sidmund was somewhat curious on how the episode would play out. He didn't know much.

Only that she had suffered a whole lot.

However, seeing it with his own eyes made his heart clench in a way others wouldn't believe.

The program played out melodramatically…

A flashback of Augustus in his youth was shown. It showed a child dismantling a mantis to pieces.

Then dismantling a butterfly, a mouse, until the results of his 'harmless games' reached his mother.

His life then changed…

"W-what are you?! You're not my son! YOU'RE NOT MY SON!!!" He'd gradually drove her crazy.

The first time could be considered an accident.

The second time was just being cruel.

But the third time was human nature.

Especially with how it gradually escalated.

If not unrivalled fear, then what else was to be born in her heart? How could she accept his existence?

It was a situation that could've caused introspect.

However, Augustus had never been 'normal'.

In fact, he'd rather enjoyed his mother's reaction to his true nature. Even teasing her with threats.

Though he regretted it when she finally passed…

How the woman couldn't stand such little stress.

It felt like a toy had been taken from him. A feeling like the most precious thing he owned was broken.

It made him want to look for a new 'toy'.

One that he could mess up to his heart's content.

It was not too long after that he saw a porn video that influenced him. One that was 'vulnerable'.

She didn't have much money, and wasn't really looked after by the ones she did business with.

A low class 'actor' that didn't have much roles.

The gears in the plump man's head started to turn.

Their first meeting was planned, and he introduced her tight pussy to his rod without much fanfare.

Money made a lot of things so much easier.

Especially 'persuasion'…

Augustus didn't care if the little slut he'd invited had a boyfriend. She was going to 'vanish' today.

And the best way to do that was by giving her a reason to do something make her family ease up.

Rather than acting immediately, the entrepreneur gave her enough money to visit new destinations.

Enough that she'd pursue her dreams of being a fashion designer. Though a humble one at that.

His plan started the day she came back to see him.

As a girl who was always going around the world everyday, the call girl had an extrovert personality.

"Hey~! Did you miss me?" Her wavy brunette hair and stunning body made him lick his lips secretly.

But he showed a friendly demeanour to her.

"How have you been?" He gave her a big hug. One that was purposely formal than it was intimate.

His smile seemed harmless. Like a teddy bear.

"All well thanks to you~ Though seriously, did you have to make me come here on such a dark day?"

"Let's stop this talk. Am I your friend?"

"…My bad." When she turned her gaze, the plump man gave a sinister smile hidden in the moonlight.

The dim room seemed to become suspicious.

However, the call girl couldn't find any reason to suspect the most well-behaved customer she had.

The room they used had also became familiar.

Augustus had quite the normal house. Well, mostly relative to what middle class citizens could get.

It wasn't too big, nor was it too small.

His room seemed clean enough. Though the strange thing was that it seemed a bit… 'artificial'.

No games, no magazines, no nothing.

The whole room seemed minimalistic compared to what entrepreneurs usually bought at a fair price.

The only thing different was the bed.

Square and pure white. The bedsheets soft from having been thoroughly washed by his own hands.

On it was the 'dress' he wanted her to wear…

An old-fashioned dress that he'd given her the schematics of, then got her to bring right here.

A handmade dress that didn't suit the era…

She wondered if the reason he funded her was out of this cosplay fetish. For her to make the clothes.

It'd make more sense than him being generous.

"Why ask for this?" The humble fashion designer asked while putting her hands on the heavy fabrics.

This wasn't quite a design used for the bedroom.

Not only would it be hot to wear, but it didn't seem to be made with the wearer's comfort in mind.

This was especially due to the zip located on the back being paired with the buttons down the front.

Both of these together meant she'd need four arms if she wanted to properly get into them by herself.

"Don't worry. I'll help you get it on." He smiled at her. It was plain to see what he was planning.

But the call girl couldn't charge any extra fee.

Tonight, she was willing to do anything to pay him back. After that, she'd personally travel the world!

"Alright…" Little did she know this word set her fate. That she'd only know despair from that point.

The scene changed to them standing in front of a long mirror. One that showed both their figures.

With the female body being bared for all to see…

The first thing being put on that beautiful body was the now ancient article of clothing even to nobility.

'Augustus' helped the call girl put on a corset.

If Sidmund was the one putting it on, he'd have cleared his mind of desires to be professional.

It wasn't a dirty outfit, but the plump man seemed to feel the need to elaborate on his strange tastes.

"Have you ever worn a corset before?" He asked while tying the knots to tighten it above her waist.

After all, the purpose of it was to slim the figure.

"Not really…"

"They say that women of the past were treated like commodity in the past. That's what this means."

"W-what are you saying…?" Her reaction was too late. She found her right arm fixed on her back.

The laces of the corset were used to entangle her.

This gave her no chance of resisting when the thick muscles of the man restricted her other free arm.

The last one coiling around her neck dangerously.

"Sthtop…!" Her voice cracked when the he put pressure on her neck, enough to redden her face.

She tried her best to escape his grasp.

However, Augustus didn't give her any room to escape. Ten seconds, and she'd finally passed out.

Her world fell into darkness…

He picked up her unconscious body and took her straight down to a room hidden the view of most.

It was once a shelter used to avoid bombing in the world wars, but he'd altered it over the years.

The room went from being a strong shelter, a tough panic room, to the 'dungeon' of a psychopath.

Death and despair only existed in that paradise.

When the call girl opened her eyes, she was truly horrified. Eyes becoming bloodshot on the spot.

The nightmares she'd once had were manifested.

Hell had come to life.

Arms bisected and limbs turned into ornaments hanging in the air. Preserved with chemical sprays.

The ones she had one replaced with prosthetics.

The story from there was as you'd expect.

Augustus wasted no time in making her learn her place as a 'commodity'. How she was a mere doll.

It was to the point she herself wondered if she was actually human or not. Wether she was a sex toy…

Her death being the only time she regained sanity.

Episode 2 moved onto him doing the same to his company's receptionist. One helluva innocent prey.

She didn't realise what he was about to do until the last moment. All because she ignored her senses.

If she'd trusted her heart and became wary of Augustus rather than second guessing, she wouldn't have fallen into his clutches. It was thanks to that his plan to get a 'new toy' came to fruition.

Her fate became the same as the call girl.

Abused, stripped of her human rights, and had her limbs replaced with similar looking prosthetics.

On the wall hung a lifeless corpse. One that had been turned into a 'real' princess doll over time.

Her fleshy skin had turned into plastic…

The next episodes saw the numbers increasing.

Augustus laid his hands on a nun and nurse without much effort. His victims having zero connections.

The only one to barely catch a trace of him was a policewoman. One that he'd carefully punished.

Making her death worse than his previous victims.

Even the younger sister of the policewoman, a young girl of 18 learning to become ballerina, was victimised by him. He had no problem hanging all their limbs like decorations inside his dungeon.

The last victim of his being his own female bodyguard. This was all until the present tense.

When the last episode aired, Augustus seemed keen to move onto the secretary he'd employed.

However, that was also when the restraint wore off.

The hypnosis was no longer in effect.

Augustus transformed back into Ben Turner, but the memories of what he did was still there.

It made him puke out of utter disgust.

An earthquake happened in his stats when the Grand Delusionist woke to see what he had done.

[You have women from your 'Adaptive Delusion'.]

['False Bravado' is no longer in effect.]

The sound of glass breaking could be heard…

[You have lost your Job of 'Grand Delusionist'.]

[A new Personal Job shall be imparted later.]

"AAAAARGGGGHHHH!!!" A terrible scream was let out of Ben's mouth, but he sucked everything up.

An act Sidmund had predicted.

'Eat until you get full.' The former butler thought while watching his creator use his Personal Skill.

The Yin and Yang magic circles were activated.

Sophia was squirming on the ground after being separated from the wraiths. Tainted by the despair.

Her eyes started to twist with masochistic craze…

The despair had brought her to a new height.

Their bodies started to blend together when everything was over. The darkness engulfed them.

What happened afterwards was something only Sidmund would know. That day became a mystery.

One that would effect the virtual world below…