The Kingdoms Of Ruin - Chapter 42.2

Here’s what really happened in the canon light novel…

Adonis squishes the Doctor’s fingers flat inch by inch working his way up towards Dr Hypocrite’s torso, squishing flat each of his knuckles, wrists, forearms etc in the process.

Inch by inch, limb by limb, segment by segment; until his limbs were completely flat and only his torso remained.

“Aaaaarrrghhhhhh!!! S-stop!! STOP!!! Ahh ahhh… AHHHHHH F-FVCK YOOOUUU, YOU B4ST4RD!!!

“…y-yyou and all those D4MNED WITCHESSSS!!!!” the Doctor wailed.

“Ohhh Doc, arent you overreacting a bit? Theyre just youre limbs, you wont be needing them, right? You have such a dedicated nurse too, right!?!? I’m giving you a ~very~ important procedure here~ so lets keep it up and each do our part, well, your parts…yeah~?” Adonis replied.

After squishing Doctor Fvck Face’s limbs completely flat into many excruciatingly painful segments, Adonis went to work on the Dr’s fvck face.

To extend and maximize the Doctor’s pain and suffering, Adonis was careful to give the bare minimum amount of healing magic to sustain the Dr’s life while he remained crippled and limbless.

Otherwise, the Doctor would have already died 5 times over due to severe blood loss.

‘But a quick death is only a kindness reserved for people and not monsters such as the Doctor’, Adonis thought to himself.

Now, with all of his limbs crushed as he did to those witches, Adonis, feeling satisfied with his work,

He immediately tore out his tongue and eyes, whispering into the Doctor’s ear, “Dont worry Doctor. Im sure the perfect cell can replace all your lovely parts~”

“Gahhh!!! Gggglobbaaapfffffeeehua haauu HUAAA HEEUUU AUUEE EAAUUAAA!!!!” (Incoherent cries)

“No need to so be salty about it!~ Aren’t you the best Doctor around? Will get you patched up, if theres anything left, that is~~~”

the Doctors incoherent cries of agony repeated

“Ohhhh quit being a drama queen, Doc. Your facial reconstruction is almost complete~~~! You’ve nothing to worry about!”

“But if you’d like, i can offer a prescription too! Here, take it! Its called forgiveness! Forgive me for torturing you!~~~” Adonis exclaimed.

As soon as he finished saying this, Adonis scalped the Doctor’s head to the skull, cherokee style.

“Arrgggegeeeebeaagguu” the Doctor gurgled

“Doctor! Can you hear me!? Oh no! I think you’ve lost you’re hearing too~~

“Dont worry, i learned from the best, YOU!, ill be thorough~ here, let me help you with that!”

( STAB/SLICE! )Adonis used two scalpels to generously clean the Doctors ear drums and inner ears.

Blood spurted from the Doctors ears and all over Adonis’s already blood soaked hands.

“Can you hear me now, Doctor~~~?” Adonis mused.

“Aaaaaaaaahhhhh ahhp ahp AHHP peaaaa peaaaeeeeee!!!!! (stop stop STOP PLEASE PLEASE!)” – begged the Doctor.

“Okay, well, I’ll give you a chance since you’re such an outstanding Doctor~~!!!”

“Then, lets ask the Witches you massacred!!!” Adonis said through magic telepathy, as the Doctor’s senses had all been but obliterated by Adonis.

…

…

….Silence….(save for the Doctor’s inaudible and tongueless screams.)

“Well, it seems they dont forgive you because even if they wanted to, they couldnt! Lucky me!!!” Adonis celebrated

“Now lets get to the main event!”

Adonis used his magic pen to keep the Doctor conscious and alive as he pulled each one of the Doctor’s ribs out from his chest until they were splayed out like a pair of wings.

“Wow! Doctor! Now you have such beautiful wings!” Adonis laughed as he began to pour magical salt all over the Doctors wounds.

“Aaaaaaeeeeeeee aaaaeeeoooooo uuuhhhhhhuuuoooooooo oooo aaeeooo ouuuaeeaaaeaea” said the Doctor

“Well, Doctor, ive discovered your disease. You have Oppositional Defiant Disorder, but dont worry, Ive just administered the cure; a sensational never ending death by torture~~~!!!!”

As soon as Adonis exclaimed this, Doroka had awoken.

“A-adonis, is everything okay? I cant see, did the operation fail?”

“…Dont worry, its fine, we have to leave…” he said, picking her up and stepping in the Doctors opened chest cavity, crushing his lungs.

The Doctor could no longer wail or scream. Though he remained alive on account of Adonis’s magic spell, which would keep him suspended in that state of abominable torture and excruciating pain.

The magic salt would keep burning the Doctors wounds. His ribs would remain flayed open. Tongue, eyes and ears would remain mamed and battered. His limbs would be nothing more than four flattened, flapping rolls of meat and squished bones.

And he would remain alive for as long as Adonis’s heart had a pulse.

This was the ultimate magic of agony.

Before jumping out of the window of the research facility, Adonis destroyed the perfect cell.

‘If they’re a country of medical prowess, then let them attempt to save their leading Doctor…’

‘Only if they can without the perfect cell, that is’ Adonis thought to himself.

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They couldnt save him, by the way. In fact, they werent even aware he was conscious. Not when he listened to them pronounce his death. Or when his people pillaged his assets. Or even when his useless, lifeless bag of meat was kidnapped and brought to the underground Nation of Pumas, City of Merchants and World Auctions…

Many hundreds of years later, the Doctor would become something of a living artifact, not trully living yet not dead either. He would be put up in auction as the famous “Winged Picasso” and sold to a famous actress.

This actress loved her artifact so much she put it on display in her Mansions main office.

This famous actress took great, tender and loving care of her “Winged Picasso”.

Making sure he remained just the way she received him.

But not even did the Actress know this “Winged Picasso” was still aware and conscious, enduring every moment in pure agony.

In the end, you could say the Doctor recieved the forgiveness and love he refused for the witches.

As this famous actress, who showed her prized possession such care and love, was in fact, one of the last remaing witches on the planet, unbeknownst to the world.

Not knowing her artwork was a conscious being, she had revealed herself in the privacy of her own home.

So the man who hated the witches and massacred them with extreme prejudice ended up as a wall hanging for the very species he despised.

And this witch, showed him unconditional, genuine love and care on a daily basis.

Not in the traditional sense…but in the form of maintaining his state of agony, unbeknownst to her.

True forgiveness? Not quite. But a twisted sort, one that fit the Doctors image both in life and in eternal agony? …You could say so.

so it’s not science, but magic based – since they keep saying that they don’t need magic and the witches.