^Alvah Kaliya
I looked down at the bundle of soft breathing warmth in my arms. She looked like a stereotypical demon just as much as I looked like a stereotypical angel. She had black hair to my golden blonde and black eyes to my blue.
It amused me, we were like yin and yang. We looked like opposites but were opposites in souls as well.
I looked up from studying the angel soul in my arms and realized my feet were carrying us to my personal rooms and not the dungeons. Odd. Oh well, I'll be able to enjoy her more if she stays with me.
I move through air and space, still feeling so endlessly tired, and find myself in my rooms. They were pretty barren. I inherited this mansion from the demon I killed with the highest title and made sure to destroy everything that used to be his that I didn't need.
I walked through the bed area and into the bathing areas. I wanted to remove all the blood soaked into my clothes from a day's work. Plus angel soul was a little grimy from laying in an alleyway.
I moved both of us out of the space of our clothes and, deciding to be gentlemanly, pulled a bikini out of space for her to wear. I slipped us both into the natural looking cavernous pool. I made sure to keep her nose clear of the water line and washed up slowly.
I am just too tired... I debated falling asleep in the pool but figured angel souled wouldn't appreciate waking up underwater with an air bubble to breathe or not. I got us out and dried us both off.
I replaced angel soul's bikini with petal soft night wear and placed her in the bed. I reached into her mind and let her slip into a more natural sleep that she'd be able to wake up from. I pull out a golden chain and collar from space and secured her to the bed.
I slipped into bed but didn't bother pulling anything out of space for myself to wear.
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I was walking through a forest and I felt free. So very free. Finally. I walked for miles and slowly the forest transitioned into a valley of flowers. They were beautiful and vibrant. I stopped to smell and inspected a particularly beautiful flower. When I released it from my nose and the flower was no longer beautiful. It was completely coated in the blood that was dripping down my wrists and nose. I gasped, struggling to breathe and clutched at my throat only to realize that was dripping in blood too.
The flower was no longer beautiful. It had grown thorns and became something hideous. It wrapped up around my wrists and neck and the thorny vines become chains and I was never really free and never will be free and no matter how hard I try to find my freedom they will always come to take it back.
I woke up clawing at the scars on my throat and noticed the girl staring wide eyed at me. So she was awake.
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