THIS IS OC X CANON
This takes place right after Sammy knocked the player out.
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Aubrey had woken up with a throbbing headache. She moved to her hand to rub the spot, only to find out that her hands were tied together. She tried moving her legs, only to be greeted with the same result. Out of panic and fear, the imp began tearing up. She kept struggling until she heard something or someone clear their throat.
It was that inky man. The same one that she had seen earlier.
"Good morning, my little lamb. Did you have a nice nap~?"
The man spoke. His voice was smooth as silk and yet was still rather intimidating. The imp whines softly, slowly nodding, clearly terrified of him. He reached out and gently placed a hand under her chin, rubbing her cheek with his thumb.
The imp unknowingly leaned into his hand, becoming relaxed. The man smirked at this.
"You're such a good little lamb... you'll be perfect for him."
"...F-for wh-who?"
The man was caught off guard when she had spoken. Her voice sounded surprisingly...cute. He couldn't get attached to the sacrifice! His lord would be displeased with him. He didn't want to risk it...yet..at the same time..he didn't want to let the imp get hurt.
"For my lord, my dear lamb. I can only bring him the best and most pure for him. He loves the pure." He calmly explained.
"P-pure..? A-as in not h-had that happen o-or..?" Aubrey asked, confusion
"...Precisely." He nodded.
"...D-damnit.." Aubrey is screwed.
"What was that, little one?"
"N-nothing!"
"Anyways, the sacrifice must be done. I must have my savior notice me!" And he just started rambling on about his lord and how he wants to be set free. Honestly, the writer didn't want to write down all of his dialog.
The man suddenly stopped talking, thinking. He didn't want to let her get killed by his lord, yet he also desperately wanted to feel the sunlight on him again. He wanted to be free. After a few moments of just standing there, thinking, that is until the imp spoke up.
"U-uhm, s-sir? A-are you alright?"
He flinched slightly, snapping out of his thoughts.. for a moment before quickly returning to it. Why did she care about him? Especially after him knocking her out and tying her up.
"I...I'm okay, little lamb. There's no need to worry."
"I-if you s-say so.."
Sammy snapped. He couldn't bring himself to bring her into harms way. He began untying her, freeing her. Once free, Aubrey had nervously hugged the man.
"Th-thank y-you.."
Sammy found himself unable to respond as he slowly returned the embrace. After a moment or two, he whispered for her to run. Run and never return. Before she could argue or ask any questions, he pushed her out of the sacrifice room. She bolted outta there, with Sammy in her thoughts.
Sammy soon felt the embrace of freedom while thinking of the imp.
