"What does this mean?" Felix asked.

The gatekeeper only smiled, offering no hints at all.

The cart was still there, fully stocked with torture tools, which meant he still had to inflict pain on someone.

Felix frowned, deep in thought. Then, as if realizing something, he looked down at his own body. Since no one else had appeared, the target this time must be himself.

With that thought, he lifted his right hand. A sickening crack echoed through the room as he snapped one of the fingers on his