Master's POV:
6th CenturyMaster walked over to the unconscious body of Henima. She was so beautiful all covered in blood. He picked up her body and bite into her lips. He let his blood run through her system for one last time. "Wake up child," Master whispered, Henima opened her eyes. They were so beautiful, purple.
"Leave me!" Henima screamed shaking the whole cavern. She was growing strong. Master picked her up and made her stand. Henima tried to push Master away, but he held on to her tighter.
"Don't try to push your Lord away, Henima," Master said as he stroked her cheeks softly. "You are with your Lord and your Lord will show you mercy."
"My name is Lucia and my Lord is...," Henima pointed up without taking his name. Master smiled. She knows she can't take his name any longer. She really has come far through. Henima spat at Master's face seeing him smirk. Master smacked Henima in the face and she fell to the ground.
"Don't you dare disobey me! If I created you, I can destroy you!" Master screamed as he bent down to face Henima. She spat in his face and laughed at him.
"Kill me then! I will never accept you as my Lord!" She laughed as Master pushed her against the wall. This insolent slave, she has no idea of what he was capable of. Master smiled at her as he released his grip on her.
"Oh, I won't kill you, but you will pray to me that I would have killed you!" Master walked away leaving her inside the dungeon. Outside the dungeon, he found three of his demon servants sitting and guarding. A plan took shape in Master's head.
"You three!" The three demons got up and bowed to him. "You three go inside and do whatever you want with her! But don't you dare kill her! I want her to live through everything."
"Yes, Master." All three demons replied in unison as they made their way to her dungeon.
"Wait," the three demons turned and looked at Master for more orders. "Do what you three want with her, but do it in your demon forms." Master smiled as his three servants transformed into their demon forms and barged into her dungeon. Henima's screams rang throughout the dungeon as his servants did what they pleased with her. For the time being, Master had other duties to attend to.
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Master walked along following the other priests and monks from local monasteries. They were ordered by Emperor Justinian to visit the sick and do their last rights. His dog Nazareth had done his deed. Master's plague seeds were doing its job and turning those filthy humans sick. Master smiled as he looked at the bodies of the sick around him. They will die out soon, all of Constantinople will be shrouded in white and then it will only be him and the Pureblood.
"G-d show mercy upon the weak." A priest near him prayed as he looked at the sick bodies covered in puss. Many of the priests were too scared to walk even closer to the body. "This is all for their sins, g-d is punishing them." The same priest whispered to Master. Master couldn't help but laugh inside, sin huh g-d could care less about their sin. They all should be asking him for mercy.
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Tangled In Time
Fantastique"Loving you is a test, being with you is a trial, above all that is loyalty, which I must prove to my Lord, before I prove to you..." He was the servant of the most Merciful, an Observer, by his job. His only job was to observe...never love. Story...