Prologue

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??? P.O.V

I impatiently tap my foot on the cold marble floor, making an echoing sound all around the room.

"Damn it Faceless, where are you?!" I hiss under my breath. I, of all people, did NOT like flaws. And he was supposed to be here 7pm SHARP. And it has been 5 minutes past.

I don't really understand why in the world would my most loyal proxy ever be late. I understand that Nezperdian Hivemind (A/N: aka, Zalgo)would be infuriating late. He seems to have some troubles with managing his domain.

I purse my lips, deep in thought on giving some advice to him on life. He really needs one.

I sense the air shifting, and quickly pull all of my emotions into a bottle. My eyes daring to a blank, but intimidating, stare.

"Faceless, my proxy, why are you SO ever late?" I question him, my eyes flashing into a menacing glare.

He bowed his head, "Sorry, my household had a problem,"

I felt a bit of a stressed aura around him.

"First and last warning on being tardy," I then spoke in a monotonous voice.

"Of course,"

I soften my glare, "Faceless, I have been thinking about taking a trip somewhere...,"

He tenses up.

"I checked with Nezperdian Hivemind, but his domain has been...unstable lately," I pondered on. "So I decided to go stay at your household!" I then smile with wide eyes at him.

"Of course, I shall prepare for your arrival," Faceless then bows his head again.

"Now, I hope you keep your proxys in check...you know how MUCH I hate flaws," I then hardened my gaze causing him to cower in fear.

"Y-yes, O-operator," he stutters out.

I smirk cruelly, "Good,"

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