Entry #5
The young hybrid nearly killed me with the only thing in the world that potentially could and all it took was to anger her. It seems that when angered she is no longer under anyones control, she is free to enact her rage on whatever has caused it. The strange part about the beast is that pain fuels her strength and power, the more pain she feels the deeper her powers go until she decides to release whatever it is that she has built up within herself. It was the scariest thing I had ever encountered in all the millennia's of my existence. My near death was not what terrified me, it was the level of anger she reached so quickly. My earlier observation may be off, she may in fact have the deranged mentality of her ancestor, the trait is only evident when she is highly angry and in much pain but with further testing it may be proven. She is immune to my commands when she is infuriated but she may be easily stopped by snapping her neck, the hybrid simply sleeps for a few hours and awakens with a cramp and is able to take commands once again.
The beast' actions must be reprimanded and so she was dealt her punishment. It joys me to know she will ache for my return and become restless and emotional in my absence, the simple words of telling her not to move and that I may not return would be torture enough for her poor soul but her actions were far out of line and she disobeyed several commands in attempts to harm me. I believe leaving her to her worrying thoughts for a few days should be punishment enough. I know when I return she will be overjoyed to see me and I can not tell a lie, being far from her creates an irritable itch deep within me and I desire to be with her once again but I must be strong and let her sit out her punishment. She will be so happy to see me, to have my eyes on her and my hands touching her that she will forget I am the one that forced her emotions. The young beast is mine and my actions will cause her to crumble and she will be grateful that I am the one to put her back together. Poor little Beasty.
-Devniklaus C.
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FantasyEverything in the world was fine, perfectly okay, at least it was until a woman fell from the sky. At that moment the world fell silent, and that was when hell tore itself from the ground. What no one knows is why she fell and why it resulted...
