Cheat Awakening

"Huh? Why did you stop? Continue speaking. I'm quite interested in knowing more about myself, especially that "fool one" part," Myne, with a smile that was no different from the devil's smile in the fatty's eyes, spoke while taking out more and more torture tools he'd stolen from the fatty's own basement.

"What! What do you want? Just tell me! Why are you doing this to me? I've never harmed you, before today, I haven't even seen you!" The fatty, who was scared to death by seeing an exhibition of torture tools before him which now had filled half of the room, couldn't remain as confident as before and instantly showed his true colours.

"Oh, you may not realize it, but you've done me a great harm that there is no forgiveness for," Myne spoke coldly, holding a sharp short sword as he slowly walked beside the fatty.

"Now, before you start your meaningless nonsense, I'll give you a chance to survive. Give me your bracelet and you can liv..."

"Really?! You aren't fooling me, right?" The fatty interrupted Myne and asked excitedly, though doubt lingered in his voice.

"Do I need to fool you? Don't you think it's awfully childish for you to ask this? After all, your life and death are already in my hands. What else bad could happen to you anyway?" Myne spoke casually while circling the fatty, but his mind was already focused on which tool he should use first to torture this fat ass.

"Yes, you're right. Then take it! Anyway, in my current condition, it's useless," The fatty, who was incredibly anxious to escape this hellhole, especially after seeing the torture tools, sputtered.

Slap!

"Idiot, if I could take it myself, why would I even need to ask you? Do you think you're my master, that I have to ask you for everything?" Myne, who couldn't take the fatty's annoying voice anymore and whose mind was already not in the right position after getting beaten hard by Fenrir, slapped the fatty tightly, which calmed his anger slightly.

"F*CK! Bastard..."

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A sharp blade pressed against his neck. The fatty quickly swallowed his remaining upcoming words back in his stomach and decided to write them down. Revenge only felt good when it was cold and you have absolute control over situation.

"Nothing. I was just saying that although I don't know how to remove the bracelet myself, since I've never tried it before, when I wore it the first time, I remember using my blood to bind it. So, why don't you try dropping a few drops of my blood on it? Maybe it'll come off automatically as well?"

The fatty's words seemed reasonable to Myne. So he took out an empty potion bottle, waved the short sword, and made a small cut on the fatty's shoulder, eliciting a pig-like scream from him. Without caring about the noise, Myne collected some blood and poured it on the bracelet.

As the blood touched it, the bracelet emitted a red glow that faded as quickly as it appeared. Myne was left confused, unsure if it had been unbound or not. However, based on his previous experiences, he wasn't optimistic.

Learning from his past mistakes, Myne first created a large, soft, jelly-like round object around 3 meters tall behind him to prevent him from being smashed into the wall if the angry bracelet sent him flying like an ant again. He then activated some minor defensive skills like Iron Wall and Rock Skin, took a deep breath, and touched the bracelet with his finger.

BOOM!

Just like before, a loud booming sound erupted. The bracelet released a powerful energy blast centred on the fatty, throwing Myne and everything around him against the walls with amazing power. Though Myne was unharmed due to his foresight, his expression remained frighteningly ugly. Because now he had to pick up all the tools scattered on the ground and arrange them on the table again.

"I didn't do that! Can you hear me? I'm completely innocent and have nothing to do with this blast..."

The fatty, though unable to see Myne, wasn't an idiot. He understood the other party would be angry and believe he was deceiving him. However halfway through his panicked speech, a bone-chilling pain erupted from his right side, so strong it nearly knocked him unconscious.

"AAAHHHHH!"

The fatty let out a bloodcurdling scream, trembling and struggling against the chair like a madman trying desperately to break free. However, in the midst of his struggle, he realized he couldn't feel his right arm at all. With difficulty, he turned his thick neck slightly, trying to see the situation behind him. But only a bloody mess greeted him from the corner of his eye.

Perhaps from shock, fear, or blood loss, he passed out, bringing a moment of peace to the room.

Myne, who had maintained a stony expression throughout, tossed the bloodied short sword aside and picked up the fatty's severed right arm. This time, the bracelet didn't resist Myne's will and came off easily. It seemed that after losing its direct mana connection to the fatty, it deactivated until someone wore it again.

[ Bloodbind Bracelet

Grade: Tier-One

Attribute: Blood Magic

Description: The Bracelet of Bloodbind is an exquisitely crafted piece of magical jewellery, adorned with intricate runes and glowing gemstones that shimmer with an otherworldly light. Made from an unknown alloy with unbelievably strong durability and a high degree of mana conductivity.

Legend speaks of a dark wizard who forged the Bracelet of Bloodbind, using it to amass an army of powerful thralls bound by their own greed and ambition. The Bracelet is a double-edged sword, offering immense power at the cost of the wearer's everything. It serves as a cautionary tale of the perils of unchecked ambition and the dangers of delving too deeply into forbidden magic.

Active Effect:

1. Energy Blast: When activated, the bracelet allows the wearer to shoot powerful energy blasts from their hands, capable of incinerating foes and obliterating obstacles. The more mana the user provides, the more powerful the blast.

2. Energy Shield: The bracelet can generate a protective energy shield around the wearer, capable of deflecting physical and magical attacks. The more mana the user provides, the more powerful the shield.

Passive Effect:

1. Mind Control: Upon wearing the Bracelet, the wearer experiences an immediate and profound attachment to it. If the wearer's willpower and mental strength are lower than the bracelet's enchantment, they will find themselves unable to part with it and never remove it no matter what happens.

Any attempt by someone else to remove the bracelet is met with fierce energy blasts every time that person touches it until the last bit of energy in the wearer is drained.

2. Hidden Enslavement: Unbeknownst to the wearer, every use of the bracelet's powers strengthens an insidious blood contract embedded within it. Over time, this contract binds the wearer more tightly to the bracelet's creator. The wearer gradually loses their free will, becoming an unwitting slave to the creator.

Once this enslavement is complete, the wearer is irrevocably bound to the creator, with no hope of liberation. ]

"Are my eyes playing tricks on me, or am I really seeing this right? This thing actually have a hidden enslavement contract in it? And here I was thinking about giving it to Gwen, so I don't have to worry about her safety. Now I understand why those weirdos were willing to give such a powerful magical item to this fat ass! It turns out there's a hidden story behind it.

No wonder I always had a hunch that something wasn't right."

"Hmm... Hmm... Can I cut its passive effect? Since I can give objects skills, it shouldn't be a problem, right?" Myne didn't know where this idea came from, but the more he thought about it, the more fixable it seemed. He hurriedly used his 'Cut' skill on the passive effect 'Mind Control,' but nothing happened.

Everything remained the same, and Myne's excited smile vanished as quickly as luck from the fatty's life after he fell into his hands.

"Maybe because this thing isn't from this world, so my skill isn't working on it. Or maybe this little thing is far more powerful than the 'Cut and Paste' skill, which is still on Level One. Perhaps after its level increases, I'll be able to work on this bracelet as well.

But till then it can only eat dust in the inventory..." Shaking his head in disappointment, Myne placed the bracelet in his inventory and turned his gaze to the unconscious fatty, whose blood was falling like a waterfall from his wound, finally ready to see the skills he possessed, something he had been curious about the moment he failed to see them.

After all, since those weirdos favoured him and were willing to lower their heads before him, he surely had something up his sleeve that forced those bastards to show so much kindness to him, despite his near-nonexistent IQ.