Feel me. See me, covet me, swallow me, and make me yours. 

The will of the dark orb was amplified over and over again. The yangbans and demons on the field were instantly fascinated. They forgot the past and present, losing themselves as they started to obsess over the future proposed by the bead. They were convinced that their future after swallowing the bead would be great. It was based on the enormous energy contained in the bead. 

‘I will be sure to take first place in the next trials with that power.’ 

‘There will be no need for the worship of humans. That thing. The moment I get my hands on it, I will become a god.’

‘I will return to hell and wear a crown.’

‘I will get revenge. I will surely get revenge...’ 

Baal’s fragment of power was like a furnace. It captured the desires and resentment of all living things around it. 

In the surge of heat, reason and knowledge were killed. Both the yangbans and demons howled like beasts. They didn’t realize that their hands extending toward the bead were digging through the brains of their colleagues. They didn’t feel that their eyeballs looking at the bead were being pulled out by the colleagues’ hands. 

Everything was insignificant in front of the bead. They only desired the bead without...