I turned the page and kept reading. Ken wasn't back yet, probably still visiting his mom. His wardrobe had been left slightly open, and when I noticed the book inside earlier, curiosity got the better of me. Now I was deep into it.
It detailed the stories of each god, but the one I cared about most was Ambly.
And yeah… the torture part was real.
During the war against that so-called God, Ambly had been captured out of all nine. What followed… wasn't a battle. It was cruelty. The book didn't sugarcoat it.
He cut her hand. It didn't even specify which one, just that it was the hand that had touched Him. And when it healed, almost instantly, he cut it again. Fingers first. Then the wrist. Over and over.
Not for strategy. Not for war. Just because he could.
"What a bastard."
I closed the book after finishing that part, letting out a quiet breath. That wasn't just brutal. That was personal.
