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You are insufferable and grumpy. Leave me and my master alone.
Well, I am grumpy. You’re not wrong. I’m downright fucking livid, because my best friend, my sister, is lost to his control.
Her words caused me to pause for the first time. My master had another woman under his control?Why wasn’t I enough for him?
While I don’t doubt that he has other women here, I’m talking about you, Kira. You are the other half to my soul, literally. Please just give me one chance to prove it to you.
Taking this first opportunity to pace my room, I walked around, mulling her words over as I rubbed my wrist. While I was angry that she ruined the usual bliss I felt after tasting his blood this time, I thought of a counter offer.
Will you leave me alone if I do give you a chance and I prove you wrong?
Yes, but only if you truly try.
Okay. What do I need to do?
She was quiet for a moment, and I wondered if the deal wasn’t on anymore.
Sit on the floor and close your eyes.
Doing as she instructed, I sat in the middle of my room, closing my eyes and waiting for her next instruction. I could practically taste the freedom from her relentless harassment. I would prove her wrong about my master once and for all.
Let everything leave your mind and focus on creating a ball of light in your core.
Uhm, a ball of light?
Remember the promise. You have to give this all you’ve got or the deal is off.
Mentally rolling my eyes, I gave in to her stupid command, letting my thoughts empty as I pictured my center. It started out as a blip of white in my stomach but she commanded me to make it bigger and bigger.
I felt sweat pouring from my skin as I made it grow. It took a lot of time and I almost gave up, but I wouldn’t let her win this.
Then something cracked within me and disorientation flooded me.
Why was I trying to win a battle for Satan?
How were my constraints suddenly off? I was in the middle of the room, sitting and being docile.
Kira! Keep the light burning within you!
Lux? What is going on?
I scrambled due to the concern in her voice, focusing on my energy and imagining it spreading throughout me, filling every part of my being.
You’ve been under the spell of his blood for days. He finally unshackled you today and I convinced you to find your powers and burn the traces of his blood away, just like you do for the Daimona!
My heart rate skyrocketed at the realization I had lost days under his control. Days.
Dammit. I thought I could fight it harder. I hardly remember any of the days you’re saying have passed.
I kept my power burning brightly within me until I felt the exact moment his blood was gone from my system. The memories from my time under his spell slammed into me and I winced in pain. I had willingly and greedily taken his blood. I had lived to serve him.
It’s okay. You fought it off now and that is all that matters.
Thank you for fighting for me, when I couldn’t.
Always.
His words before he left just a bit ago play through my head. He said he would let me out of here in a few days if I behaved.
