“To have survived that long, we are impressed. Although we had considered leaving you to discover your true limits, we have decided against pushing you that far, as your body is already slowly breaking down. It may still take a while before you finally die, perhaps another month or two.”


    After hearing this, I felt a sense of relief, knowing that I wouldn’t be punished. However, my tranquility was shattered when something unimaginable happened – he smiled. At that moment, I knew that my suffering had only just begun. A single word echoed in my mind: “yet.”


    His smile was not kind; it resembled that of a mad being or a deranged creature. How do I know? Because I have seen this smile before, even on multiple occasions. Whenever our elder smiled, even the elder, elders… I don’t know what that is, but I do know they have this sickening smile to them. I have also witnessed a similar smile on some members of the strong race, but none could compare to the one I just saw.The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    “Do not fear, you have granted us new and unique information. Now, not only do we know that one could temper their body through hunger, but also the fact that true despair can help one surpass a psychological limit placed on them.”


    “A psychological limit?” I muttered, and shut my mouth. I didn’t even know when my mouth opened, but the captor didn’t seem to care and simply continued.


    “Yes, a psychological limit. Your race has placed a limit on themselves. It is not something abnormal. In fact, we assume that all beings have a psychological limit preventing them from achieving their full potential.”


    “Though the limit on your race is just on an abnormal level. Surely, from what we have gathered from you and other subjects of your race, the meekat race should last at least more than a month without any intake and at most a month and a half before death. But your race members die at the third week of hunger. Why is that?”