As Moby looked at the weary, sweating Abby, many thoughts started running through his head...

When he used his emotion-sensing on her to confirm that he was not imagining things, the result only led to confirm his suspicions as it read...

'Fear'

Other than when they first met at that coffee shop that day, he had never seen her in such a state, making him extremely worried about her. She had an unbreakable will of steel and she was more hardworking than anyone else all to accomplish her goals, usually, nothing would be able to faze her in the slightest.

In his mind, there were only a few plausible explanations for what happened.

If she also went through a trial, and if it was anything similar to his own, that might have been where the problem stemmed from. The test that Moby took was about overcoming his past and thinking rationally, something that he knew Abby had many, many problems and traumas from.

Moby did not even know if she did take a trial or if the trial was any similar to his own, but,

In the case that it was, he knew that if she indeed did take a trial, she must have failed it… Either she outright slaughtered her family in cold blood, leaving evidence behind of her association. Or, she had tried to fight back in a less than optimal way, leading to her getting tortured and killed in the process. And, finally, his last theory was that in her circumstances as a weak little child, she was too traumatized, weak and fragile minded to fight back or even regain a sense of her true self and find a way out.

Moby was leaning towards his first 2 theories as his last one would have contradicted Abby's entire character. However, there was only one way to find out…

'Abby, are you alright? Speak to me, what happened? Did you take a mind trial? Please tell me…' Moby asked in a gentle voice, opening a mind link between him and her.

However, this only led to her not responding at all, not because she didn't want to listen, but because her mind was too foggy and cluttered with thoughts and emotions that everything in the outside world seemed like it was but a big blur as she was stuck circling back and forth between her own emotions.

Moby was able to pick up on this, as no matter how many times he asked or shouted, Abby would not respond at all which was not like her who had looked up to and idolized him for so long.

This led to Moby using something that he had not used ever since the first day he turned Jayden into a demon when she was being extremely misbehaving and troublesome.

Moby ran demon energy through his veins and into his eyes, activating his glowing eyes of sin, not even startling the rest of his classmates as most of them were still meditating quietly with a few grunts of struggle being heard every now and then.

Leo was the only other person in the arena that noticed Moby's actions, but he paid them no heed as he had already seen videos of Moby's fight at the Griffith mansion and he knew that was part of his special skills that pertain to his ability. So, he simply thought that he was training it up to be more effective in the future and didn't know that it was Abby who he was targeting.

Moby knew that his eyes of sin could be used to tame and instill fear in a servant's heart to make them better behave. However, that was not the case for why Moby was using it now, he just needed a way to grab Abby's attention without making physical contact with her like a slap, to snap her out of her mind, attracting unwanted attention. So, using his eyes of sin was the best thing he could do in his predicament.

As Moby stared deeply into Abby's open yet extremely dull, shaky eyes, she suddenly snapped out of her delusions, making him turn of his eyes off sin, the fiery red colour of her pupils returning from their previous, dull, almost gray state, her body still shaking quickly as she spoke in a jittery voice.

'M-my lord, is that y-you…' Abby said using mind link, trying to hold back a waterfall of tears, holding the urge to hug him tightly like he was her true father and ball her eyes out in his tight embrace.

Those emotions did not stem from love, at least not romantic love… She just wanted some warmth in her current dark state.

However, sadly, she knew that she could not do it in such a public area, in front of all these people, so she managed to just barely hold herself back.

'Yes, it's me, Moby... Abby, don't worry, it's okay… everything is going to be fine…' Moby replied, also holding in the urge to hug and pet her on the head as he felt a bad feeling in his heart seeing one of his closest, strongest friend in such pain.

'NO! IT'S NOT OKAY! I FAILED! Even with all of your kind words and motivations, even with all my training, effort and motivations, I still failed! I just couldn't do it! I am a disgrace to your household! I have brought too much shame! I will fall behind in strength just like I feared and I will eventually become too weak, useless in your eyes and the eyes of others, thrown to the side like a pile of trash like it has happened every other time in my life!' Abby screamed using her mind link, small tears falling down her face despite all of her efforts to hold theme back, taking Moby by immense surprise.

As soon as Moby heard what Abby said, he reactivated his eyes of sin, making Abby shudder and quake before he said.

'No! How many times do I have to tell you this! You have it all wrong! No matter how weak you get or how far you fall behind, you will never be useless or be mistreated by me because you are more than just a tool, a servant or subordinate, you are my friend! I don't like you just because you are strong, I like you for your personality and who you are! You think I am an inspiration to you? What a joke! You are the biggest inspiration I have ever seen! With your work ethic, determination, and resolve, you are unparalleled! So keep your head up high and think of the future! I am sure you will get past this eventually, I know you will! All you need is a better state of mind, so please, just tell me what happened so we could work this out…' Moby said with clear care and passion in his voice.

For as long as he could remember, this was the first-ever time he had ever seen Abby scream or raise her voice at him. This of course did not make Moby mad, that only reinforced the severity of the situation as he knew that Abby would usually never scream at him under any circumstance.

'Th-thank you so much for your words of kindness… Words could not express how happy I am... I am so glad that you are my lord… I am so glad I met you… You are the shining hope in my life… Every time I am down, insecure, or doubting myself, no matter how many times I do it, there you always are to prove me wrong and cheer me up… if it weren't for you I would have been long dead by now… I promise I will work harder and serve you even better from now on! I will try my best to think more positively, keep my head up high, and think of a better future… This will be the first time I truly disagree with you, my lord… Your words are truly inspiring and heartwarming beyond what you could even imagine…' Abby said, trying her best to hold in a waterfall of tears from breaking out and overflowing through the dam known as her eyes as she felt so much better knowing that despite all her failures and constant sobbing, her lord still cared deeply for her and didn't want to abandon her because he liked her for who she was, not from her strength and achievements like everyone else in her life.

This only even further cemented in her head that her lord was truly the kindest, wisest person in the entire universe which only made her loyalty and determination grow even further as she wanted to devote her life to serve him and his every will.

'I am so glad to hear that you are feeling better!' Moby said, a bright smile shining on his face as he noticed Abby's depressed expression take a 180-degree turn.

'So… I know this might be tough to talk about but I need to know what happened in your mind that made you feel the way you did. That is the only way we could figure this out and improve for the next time, so things like this hopefully don't repeat. was it some sort of trial?' Moby asked with immense skepticism.

'If I am being honest my lord… I think that it was some sort of trial, I don't remember what happened at all… Everything was just a blur like my memory was erased completely… However, despite that fact, all the pain, suffering, mental stress still transferred and filled my body. The only thing I could remember was my big cunt of a sister holding a firey sword with a cynical, psychotic smile on her face from repeatedly stabbing my body over, and over, and over again, turning my entire corpse into charcoal with bloody wounds littered all over my back and red skin. Only then was the only thing I remember… The memory of when she decided to finally take me out of my misery by stabbing me right through my brain, cracking my skull open like a watermelon… Everything that happened before that I have absolutely no memory of…'