"Master?" Elisa asked suddenly.
"...Yeah, Elisa."
"Do you think I'll die someday?"
"Hmm... Maybe…"
"I'm scared..." Elisa said as she cuddled closer to Oliver.
Oliver patted her head. "Be mine forever and nothing will hurt you. You are safe and protected under me."
"Th-thank you, master."
-New skill available-
"Handbook," Oliver mumbled.
-220 SP-
-Skills: Lesser Mind Control-
-Items: None-
-Shop-
Oliver opened the shop to view the new skill available.
-Skills for sale: Dash, Boost, Leap, Lesser Personality Manipulation, Slavery-
-Items for sale: Knife, Glock, Aphrodisiac-
'Slavery?' Oliver thought as he opened the description.
-Slavery: The user gets the power to create slave collars that will make the wearer like the user slightly more everyday and if they try to do anything the user wills them not to they will be electrocuted-
"You're welcome, my darling." He told Elisa as she nuzzled her face against his chest. "Please, sleep tight."
'Buy slavery.' He instructed.
-Slavery bought-
-60 SP Remaining-
***
Felicity watched helplessly as her husband fought desperately to hold off dozens of zombies attacking from every direction. Felicia tried to run forward to aid him but was immediately tackled by a swarm of undead. Soon after, she was devoured whole.
Beside her, Grace was watching her mother getting eaten while sobbing uncontrollably. She was unable to stand and was forced to crawl instead. It took considerable effort just to escape from the horde surrounding her. Only with great difficulty did she manage to break free and flee. By some miracle, she managed to reach the relative safety of the house and hide inside. However, she was too afraid to venture outside once she reached shelter. Instead, she cowered alone in the darkness and cried bitterly for hours on end.
Then a man appeared, he was very toned and his calm face very soothing.
"Hello." Oliver greeted the young woman. "Are you okay?"
Grace nodded weakly. "M-my parents... they a-are gone..." Tears poured down her cheeks. "They're dead…"
"Come upstairs to my apartment." He suggested kindly.
"W-what?"
"Shh," He hushed her gently. "Just come with me. Everything will be alright."
Grace followed him up the stairs reluctantly.
Inside his apartment, Oliver closed the door securely behind him and locked it.
"We have an extra room, you can sleep in that one." He pointed to the bedroom. "Rest up and we will talk tomorrow."