"It has to be this way..." A woman said, as she pressed her hand against the cheek of a man. A man with shaggy, black-hair, a single horn pierced right through his front bangs, his reddish eyes glowed faintly under the dark, moon-lit sky, cradled in his arms a swaddled child. The woman then started softly crying, and her long hair turns light blue from the bottom-up, like the full moon shining from above. As droplets of water fall, not rain, but droplets...
"I'm sure fate will guide us towards a better path, a path where we shall walk through together..." He said as a circle of stones glow, runes of unknown lingual trace began to light up, glowing in a faint light blue, followed by a more purplish hue. The woman hugs the man tightly, along with the child.
She reminisces about what little time she could spend together with them, if not for the curse that came with the prophecy that she was warned, she felt the warm embrace she felt on the first day she met him, and the days she spent rejecting and renouncing his kind. But know she couldn't take it back, the words and actions she had taken. Just when she had made, and found her family. All of it was to be taken away, because of fear, because of what they feared...
And just like a candle in the night, the warmth was snuffed. The circle disappeared, and so did the man and the child. The moon quickly phased, and it's light disappeared from the sky, the woman's tears dried up. And her eyes shortly glow a faint, light blue hue, and suddenly both the moon and her eyes, brought forth a bloody, red hue...
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"What the fuck happened?" I said as I awoke in a cell. My stuff was gone and certainly my staff was too, the only thing I wore was my plaid, fiber and cotton work shirt, and my leather pants and boots. Although as much as I wanted to take a piss right now, all they had to offer me in this smelly cell was a wooden bucket that was already 'full'. Coincidentally, my slave happens to be in the same cell as I am, constantly shaking the cell's iron bars. My ears couldn't handle the suffering of the metallic clanging, and immediately I say: "Ugh, would you kindly be silent for a moment you insufferable-"
She immediately stops her clanging and turns around, she immediately stomps her leather boot deep into the brick floor next to me. She looks me dead in the eye and says "You are nothing but a nuisance for the past few days, master. And I'm starting to think you are as incompetent as your heroic allies say you are..."
I was shock. Well, not really much. If people did say that I was an incompetent loser with almost no special backing at all, I would most likely agree. But least I expected for my slave to make an insult to my status.
"W-well! I am not incompetent! I-I just have a really low flight or fight reaction!" I respond. But I don't think that was a valid enough excuse. I knew that this woman was certainly more stronger than me, and now I should probably cut my losses before things get any worse for me. So I sighed, took a deep breath, and said: "Okay fine! I am incompetent!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.
She then looks at me with a puzzled expression, like she expected to give me a different answer. She takes a good long look at me, at my lonesome self just simply squatting on the floor, my deep red eyes looking at her light green ones. She then bends a knee, and puts both of her hands at the side of my head. I wondered at the moment what she was doing, but then her light green eyes glowed brighter, and my head started to hurt, as flashes of my past come in, and there I knew what she had done...
She entered my mind...
I couldn't stop her, she was practically already inside the dark recesses of my sub-conscious. And the more I struggled, the more painful it got. I tried my best at the moment to try and snap out of it, but then all of a sudden, she stopped. And lifted her hands away, she looked at me with fear etched onto her face, "You..."
I began to brace for whatever she was about to send my way, there was no way a bruiser-type class was going to lose to a low-leveled, spell-caster in close range combat...
Yet I felt something strange, I felt my right wrist being taken away. But not the kind where it gets squashed or totally dismembered, but rather it was being held up, by her own hands. She looks at me again, but this time with a rather nervous face, like she was knew what were to happen if I make physical contact with my left hand.
"Wait a minute. You know don't you?" I said aloud, however she just looks at me and says "Master, can I ask you something?"
"Uh, yeah, sure what is it?" I respond "Can you perhaps tell me in full detail, who you really are?" She asked firmly, although this left me wondering, what did she think of me before? But before I'm left with more holes than I need. I just sighed and took a little stretch before I began to explain my real identity, my status and name as the misfit known as...
Sora Kuroko...
...
"You what?!" An old man in white robes exclaimed as he heard what Yuuki had said "That's right, there was a demon hound within Delacour's borders-" The man simply panicked and cut off Yuuki, "Heroes! Do you have any idea what you just faced off against?!" He said as he began flipping through the pages of a big, dusty book. He points towards a double page with the big word "Fenrir" written in cursive on the left page, Yuuki wasn't sure what he meant, but one of the nerds of the group saw a closer look and gasped in shock.
"A Fenrir?! Isn't that like an end-game boss?!" He exclaimed "End-game boss?" The rest of the class was confused, with the exceptions being the nerds of the class. The class' nerds take out a massive sheet of parchment and one large quill, and then began their breakthrough of the legendary beast known as Fenrir...
"Ahem!" one nerd cleared his throat, and then spoke "Fenrir, a monstrous wolf originally coming from the famed norse mythology, is a powerful divine force born from the norse god loki and-" Shiro threw a fireball in their direction before they could continue and then said aloud "English, nerds..." The nerds all put away their writing material shortly before speaking in Layman's terms "Basically, Fenrirs are god wolves..."
The entire room was sent into an uproar of congratulations, confusion, and more. As the nerds then continue on "What the vizier is saying is that not only did face off a powerful creature for a level of our own, we also confronted one of the most powerful of it's kind..." Shiro, and his entourage of friends laughed it off.
"Seriously? that was the most powerful of It's kind?" He spoke heartily "We got this war in the bag..." They all began praising each other with fist-bumps and high-fives, right before Stella interrupted "Don't get too cocky yet, Shiro, the only reason we stood a chance with Sora and that thing is because Ms. Luna sent us a golem to assist us, without it, I highly doubt any of us could've even handled Sora, much more that wolf..." She spoke as she studied the pages of the vizier's bestiary tome, flipping through the pages herself with pure curiosity. Yuuki then said "Speaking of Sora, should we go and get him? The kingdom's interrogation begins in less than a hour from now and I'd like to get a headstart..." Leon then said "I believe he's being kept within the confines of the castle dungeon, I shall accompany you, after all he is a crafty little bastard..."
The vizier strokes his mustache as he sighed "Fine. I shall tell the king you will have a private interrogation momentarily with your "Friend", as someone who has the favor of a Fenrir, he might be able to get us It's favor as well..." everyone then exclaimed at the idea, riding a legendary white wolf into the demon army's ranks as they decimate them with wind and blade. Everyone in the class then said, "Let's go!" as they all followed Yuuki, Stella, Leon and Shiro into the dungeons...
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"You were a criminal outcast in your world?" My slave said, she was really anxious to know more after I told her my backstory as the worst person on the planet. "Yeah, I was, war crimes and all of that..." And yeah, believe me when I say that I've been to a war, the famed war between Japan and china for some degree of time. "But you didn't want to do any of those right? You only did what was necessary for both parties to survive..." She said, twirling around a little curl of her freakishly, long hair that I haven't thought of cutting. "It wasn't the best course of action to take, but yeah, It held the best results..." I said, she then looks at me and says "Why did you take me..."
This was a tough question, but I've already prepared an answer "Easy, because you're cute..." And immediately I got a slap to the face, as she flustered on and said "You picked me just because of that?!" She said as she staggered back towards the other end of the cell, I then straightened myself up, and then gave her another response "Alright, fine! I picked you because, because..." I was panicking now, because I didn't want to tell her why I thought she would be a good servant. "Because what?" She angrily looked onto me, like she was waiting for the most degrading response I would usually give out, but I knew that there wasn't any reason to hide it. She'd just simply fish it out of my mind, so then I, honestly, said...
"It's because girls are peaceful..." with my turned around, avoiding eye contact with her...
"Huh?" She looked at me with uncertainty, "Peaceful? you thought I would be peaceful?!" I nod my head, She took a long look at me with disgust. I could tell, because I could sense it. However, she simply came over to my side once more and placed a hand over my right "Why would you think that I would be? didn't your parents tell you that Beast-like men are violent and ruthless creatures?" I immediately got depressed for a moment, as I responded heavily "I never saw my parents..." She looked at me with surprise "What? I saw memories of you with your father in there, why would you-" She immediately covered her mouth, because she knew what she saw in there...
She did see memories of me with my father, or at least, my father's grave...
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be..."
"It's fine..."
We both just sat there awkwardly, turning our heads away from each other's faces. But my slave then said something "Master, would you like to hear something of interest?" She said as she turned her head to my general direction, as I did to Her's. "Is it involving your parents?" I said beforehand, but she cuts me off "No, I wanted to say something about you..." She holds my right hand gently, right before using her right hand to pat me gently on the head. "You were strange when I first met you. When you chose me, honestly, I was scared. Because no man would even consider choosing a Beast-woman unless they wanted to fill in those lonely, lonely nights..." She lightly taps me on the nose, and I could already guess what she meant by "lonely nights". "When I first entered into your mind, I thought you were just foreign, but to think I saw a whole, other world..." She takes a short pause.
"I was just, confused..." She closed her eyes, and then I felt something weird, It felt like nostalgia. "Father once told me, Humans are the worst..." She opened the up once more "But I know very well, that being human is more important than being a human...", I responded with "What the heck does that mean?", She just chuckles and says "I don't know what it really means, my father was very stupid..." I didn't know whether to call that a compliment or a direct insult, but at least now I know She is very well capable of making them. And all of a sudden something came into my mind that I never thought of covering for the past few months...
"Hey, can I ask you a question?" I said, Immediately she responds "Sure master, anything..." She looks at me with curiosity, and then I said "When you were enslaved, I mean, before you were enslaved. What wa-"
"I don't remember..."
We both just sat there in silence once more, like she already knew my answer and I just didn't know how to respond. "Could you let me finish?" She shakes her head and then says "I already knew what you were going to ask, you were going to say that "What was my name?", and I promptly said that I don't really remember, much..." She responded, well-versed. "All slaves are stripped of their names the moment they are enslaved, that is how the business thrives, through sheer empowerment and theft..." I wasn't expecting such a well-mannered answer, I mean I already knew that they did this sort of thing, Arthur told me before. I then ask her "Then can I give you a name?" She immediately gets flustered again, like I was sorta being a perv about giving her a name "M-master! Only high-ranked slaves can receive names! And I haven't been of much use to you as of-" I shushed her with my index, and then said "Consider it this way..."
I continued on, "In the case if I ever purchase more slaves, not that I have any plan yet of doing so, you would technically be the first I've ever enlisted..." She didn't take it well, and she began looking at me with disdain "Hey! I'm not really gonna buy any more! I would only do so if necessary! So listen..." She then interrupts by saying "You aren't going to auction me off?" I was confused, but then she began explaining "I mean, with a body like mine I don't think I would be of much use as a working force..." She was getting flustered, again. And believe me It's for a good reason...
She was right, she had the body. Her pear-like appearance extremely showcased her well toned thighs, and her waists were perfectly curved to fit it. Her breasts were in the right size for grasping and groping, not like the F+ sizes where attempting to grope them was the equivalent of trying to scale a mountain climb. But were size-able enough for to fit almost any hand size. Her face is almost perfectly, heart shaped, with her chin looking a like an edge of a sword, accompanied by her waist-long, sleek black hair resting atop of her head, with two adorable wolf-like ears. With white fluff resting inside the lobes...
If this world hated her looks, then the entirety of the nerd community back in my world would kill just to fluff her ears...
But then I shake it off, and then told her "I am a spell-casting class, so I am evidently very frail in-comparison to a bruiser-type like you, so I had to get someone sooner or later. Besides, you've evidently proven that you are capable of defending me and yourself..." She blushes, and I didn't mean to cause it. "So, that settles it, I am giving you a name..." She looks at me with several emotions I couldn't tell, but one of them was certainly excitement. After several seconds later, did I only realize that name-giving was hard. Now I know why most parents just go by the wiki...
I realized it took too long and turn around to my slave, still sitting there eagerly waiting for a name. In which She simply said "Take your time Master, I know you are coming up with a beautiful name..." She smiled back at me, and now the pressure for just giving her a name got even heavier, I knew I never could live with myself for giving her a half-ass name, so I simply entered into deep thought, and began thinking of a good. No, not simply a horrible name, I needed to think of the best one...
Then it hit me like a truck, the best name; "Cynthia...", Her sharp black ears shift around as she heard the name, She says: "Cynthia?"
"Yes, Cynthia..." I said softly, followed by me suddenly passing out onto the dungeon floor, with my gaze slowly fading into darkness...