"Open wide master!"
Hasha said with a cute voice, as she scoop a spoonful of vanilla ice cream, and place it near Xander's mouth.
"AHH!!!"
*Num*
"Mhmmm... HmmmMHHMMM...
Xander's right eye sparkled with contentment and satisfaction, as he blushes cutely at the taste of Vanilla ice cream gracing the surface of his tongue. The cold and soft sensation melted on his tongue as a barrage of sweet flavor exploded in his mouth all at once.
"It soo good, super good, Heavenly is too humble of a word to describe just how tasty Vanilla ice cream is."
Xander said with tears of satisfaction coming down from his eyes. He couldn't get enough of it, you can say his obsession with Vanilla ice cream was so bad to the point, that in his mind a world without it is a world not living in.
And currently speaking both of his favorite things were before him; Hasha and Vanilla ice cream, on its own, it tastes absolutely divine; but when it's being fed to him by Hasha words can describe the level of heavenly dopamine being led to his brain.
"How you say AHHH Hasha."
Xander cutely said to Hasha, who had a beautiful smile on her face, as she open her mouth while saying AHH.
"AHHH!!!"
"A good girl... Make sure you savor every bite now ok, Vanilla ice cream should be treated like the Seraphs Bible when you are before my presence."
Xander jokingly said to Hasha, who was being forced to be a part of the brotherhood religion; albeit this was a temporary facade on her part as she had bigger plans.
Meanwhile, however; Hasha began to eat the vanilla ice cream that Xander scoop up for her, and the cold sensation of vanilla essence touching her pale lips began sending slight shivers across her mouth.
*Num*
"Yes. Yes, I will keep that in mind, Master Xander."
Hasha replied with gleeful vigor as her hand touch her cheeks in delight.
Meanwhile, Xander began to ask her as such.
"So is it good?"
"Delicious, really delicious, although I am not a fan of sweets if I had to be honest."
"Then what do you like Hasha?"
Xander cutely asks.
"I am more of a coffee person, black no sugar."
"Oh, so you're the bitter type, truly an adult taste."
"Fufufu... Well, I'm rather old you know master."
"Old, speaking of old how old are you Hasha."
Hasha didn't answer, it was like she didn't want to answer, of course, brushed it off.
"You know it's not polite to ask a lady their age you know?"
'She doesn't trust me, or is she hiding it for specific reasons, the cameras and audio signals, I see they are watching us, so I should be careful about what I say and ask.'
Xander commented to himself, to which he continued to speak further which Hasha.
"Ahh my bad, but by the way Hasha; why are you not working today?"
"Well I have been participating in many things throughout the upcoming months, so the head sister gave me the day off today, I have nothing of importance to do, so I decided that I want to spend it beside the master... Why am I being a bot...
However, before Hasha could finish speaking; two small hands suddenly grabbed her face, of course, it was none other than Xander, however, before she could even speak and ask what he was doing, Xander's eyes met with hers behind her blindfold.
At that moment, Xander said to her.
"You will never be a bother in my eyes not in this life, the next, the previous, or the after, my Hasha existence is like a drug so stop thinking like that."
Hasha didn't know what to say, but after Xander release her, and began to levitate away from her once again as he shoots a smile her way, she blushed, the master rarely smiles, and so far all he has been doing since she came here to visit him was smiling nonstop.
However, her focus soon switch to his eyes as she said.
'Is it me, or did master pupil become heart-like when he touches me in that instant?'
'No... I must be going insane because in all my life I have never heard of heart-shaped pupils before, yeah im seeing things, and yeah im tired, maybe I should go back to my room and rest, but I hardly see the master as well.'
But as Hasha rubbed her eyes through her blindfold, Xander commented as such.
"You look tired; maybe you should rest for the rest of the day?"
"Ahh. No! No! I'm good... Apart from that maybe the master would like to watch a movie or play a game, oh I know, Michaela did say you like reading bo...
However, before Hasha had the time to negotiate with Xander. She suddenly felt his small hands push her head down on his lap as he offered it up as a pillow; and because she was so large her entire head occupied his lap pillow.
"Quiet Hasha, if you won't rest for yourself, then rest for me, and no this isn't up for negotiation, after all, this is a direct order from your master; sleep and replenish your stamina because unlike you I don't require such necessities operate properly."
"Ah. Yes master, I take up your offer and sleep then."
With that said, Hasha made herself comfortable, in his lap, as she could feel her master's tender hands brushing through her hair.
It felt warm, it felt real, it felt calming, and behind her blindfold, she close her eyes as she surrenders herself peacefully to unconsciousness slowly drifting away.
Hasha didn't say a thing from there; but normally as a Lamia, she could go without sleep for weeks even months, but her master wasn't like normal Lamias, so far he spend all his time doing nothing but meditation, and eating Vanilla ice cream all day long.
And despite being four months old; his knowledge and behavior feel like you talking to an old man in a child's body; weirdly enough Hasha wondered if her master is one of those rumored reincarnations of as they are known as the returners.
It would explain a lot of things, but little did Hasha know was the fact that Xander wasn't a normal reincarnated soul, hell Xander had no memories of who or what he was in his past life, so you can say he is a fresh soul who one day by some weird and mysterious means strayed into the void where he met the All-Mother.
But regardless of that, it didn't bother Xander not one bit; because when he was in the Void he didn't feel a single shred of worry; he didn't care who it was, what he was, or why he reach there to begin with, he didn't felt happiness, he didn't felt anger, he didn't felt fear, he didn't felt worry, nothing, it was as if the void made all those bothersome emotions unnecessary.
However, he did feel one emotion that exceed all other emotions within that place.
*Loneliness*
That's why when Rory the All-Mother came, he finally felt something different, something new, something that could be defined as pleasant, however at that time he didn't understand that emotion, he couldn't comprehend it, but it was there he felt it.
But earlier when he saw Zack's message, the pleasant emotion was replaced by something other that could be defined as sinister.
But now as Xander rubs the head of Hasha who was lying on his lap, he finally understood what that emotion was, he finally had a word for it.
"Obsession!"
When he met the All Mother who appear before, and when he finally heard something else other than himself he was obsessed with the idea that for once he wasn't alone anymore.
And now when he finally had something that was his; something else out there was trying to take it away from him; He had to admit it, irony or not, there is no escaping the undeniable truth, his obsession became an addiction, and now this addiction became a necessity.
Hasha. The last gift his father gave him, originally known as EAA was a tall eighth feet woman, and was also the first thing he actually saw that was beautiful in this world.
Hasha fed him, clothed him, keep him warm, protected him, and most of all stayed beside him. And yes you could argue that Michaela did the same but deep down, Xander could sense that Michaela was somewhat like him; because Xander doesn't love Michaela no if anything Michaela was just a useful convenience to have around; and Xander knew that Michaela is only in love with the idea of having a son with her her precious Agnus because she is unable to procreate, their relationship as far as mother and son goes doesn't go beyond genuine feelings of love.
Michaela was truly like him, deep down the two felt nothing, the world was a void that they themselves felt like they were forever trapped in.
Light didn't enter, and in that darkness, they both felt like their existence was just an empty hollow in an empty world, of course, that is until something finally reach out to them.
In this case Xander something was the cute but scary Hasha.
And as he looks at her, he felt a light but calm breath tickling his upper legs, she was fast asleep on his lap, and her expression of tiredness was now one of peace.
It was safe to say that Hasha for the first time in her long life, had entered a deeper sleep than when she goes into hibernation. Her mind was at peace, and her body felt like it was being soaked into a sea of warm light that was taking away her fatigue and stress.
Meanwhile, Xander was looking down at her, both his eyes, focus on the snow-white sleeping beauty; that looked as defenses as a child, his red eyes were now the shape of obsessive heart pupil.
'This woman is something I can't lose.'
'She is worth any and every sacrifice.'
'I don't want to be alone, I refuse to be alone, I will never be alone.'
'That's why, I will have to do it, Zack, the sore, the plague, the itch that is crawling and irritating me must go, I will send him, strip him from the very concept of creation, devour him whole, he must die, he will die, I... Will... Kill... Him!!!'
At these words.
The system went off.
«Notice. An important mission has been triggered»
«The (G) class mission: "She is Mines!!!" has been triggered»
❖ Mission 1: Eliminate the stalker known as Zack Gelfagord.
❖ Mission 2: Kill all his wives as they are the reason why Hasha is having a hard time in the Seraph church.
❖ Time Limit: 24hrs
❖ Reward 1: Soul Taker Kitchen Knife
❖ Punishment: N/A
❖ Mission Synopsis: Zack Gelfagord is a new rising star within the brotherhood, he is being revered as the harem prince of Archlight, not only is he good with flame base techniques but also a genius martial artist, and now this same man is after your Hasha, no what do you do? Well, it is simple, locates the bastard, and makes violence speak louder than words, enough said.