04-09-2025, 11:51 AM
Zef woke up with a pounding headache. Eido was looking over her and staring at the man she'd tamed. Or so she hoped. She lie on the ground and looked up to see him screaming and frozen in place. She could sense he wanted to hurt her and as she sat up she smiled. He couldn't. The device wouldn't let him.
That was all she really knew about it. She could sense him, sense his power, not really touch it, but sense it, it was dark and menacing and strong. He was strong. It was almost intoxicating.
"What's your name boy?" Zef said, as Eido helped her up. She was ever the vigilant care taker.
He screamed and tried to move. Zef thought about hurting him, sending him to his knees and then he was... kneeling on the ground panting as if electricity coursed through his body. She smiled. "I ask again, boy, What is your name?"
He stammered out. "Sasha."
"Good boy. Now you'll stand. And you'll walk with us. We have much to learn."
The boy didn't really have much of a choice as his body jerked upright and then forward as if moved by puppet strings until he fell into the rhythm behind them. Zef didn't look at Eido, she was almost certain she wouldn't agree with her methods. But it didn't matter, at least it wasn't her. She was obident of her own free will, and that was exactly what Zef wanted.
She was building her army of godlings.
That was all she really knew about it. She could sense him, sense his power, not really touch it, but sense it, it was dark and menacing and strong. He was strong. It was almost intoxicating.
"What's your name boy?" Zef said, as Eido helped her up. She was ever the vigilant care taker.
He screamed and tried to move. Zef thought about hurting him, sending him to his knees and then he was... kneeling on the ground panting as if electricity coursed through his body. She smiled. "I ask again, boy, What is your name?"
He stammered out. "Sasha."
"Good boy. Now you'll stand. And you'll walk with us. We have much to learn."
The boy didn't really have much of a choice as his body jerked upright and then forward as if moved by puppet strings until he fell into the rhythm behind them. Zef didn't look at Eido, she was almost certain she wouldn't agree with her methods. But it didn't matter, at least it wasn't her. She was obident of her own free will, and that was exactly what Zef wanted.
She was building her army of godlings.