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To Put A Leash On The Master Lunacy Meets Obsession
“Another blood oath? I resisted the first,” I say as I look at the Umbra Crown who is suddenly bearing an excited demeanor.“Ah, ah. This one is different.” He rubs his index and thumb fingers like a chef warming up for his next delicacy, disappearing and appearing in the fog while scurrying around pillars. He suddenly stops close to me, sniffing near my neck. “It is like… an awakening. Hah!”Then he vanishes again.When he comes back, it’s with a ring this time, one the size of his head. Its property is unknown, but it shimmers with lights that seem alive, looking like a colorful snake slithers inside it.The object could break if it falls; that is how fragile it looks. The Realm’s Future, they call it. It is also the only thing with color in the Labyrinth, aside from the Umbra Crown’s golden eyes that are now peering at my face pores.“No,” I mutter when he tries to crown me with the ring. I know what it does to people. It deceives. “Do not manipulate me with that thing again.”“O
Last Updated : 2024-12-20To Put A Leash On The Master Dead And Alive
HEIDI.The rich, warm scent of soil, of fresh rain on earth, reminds me of how it feels to be alive.It looks to me like I’ve been thrown into a random fiction series—dark fantasy, to be precise. Should I say it’s the underworld? Nah. The underworld wouldn’t look this good. Heaven wouldn’t be this bad(?) either. Between? Maybe. But I can’t recall whether Philosophers mentioned a place between the two.Regardless of what this is, it’s a surety that I’m dead. Its near ruin of greys and ashes, mists and moisture, stones and bristled grounds, only makes me thank my shoes—and a soul that had formed a sole to tread on melting metal.I find I’m standing in a lone and narrow medieval street that looks like a painting, flanked by dark, imposing brick buildings. Their pointed roofs give me chills, especially as they look as if they could pierce the looming, twilight grey sky until it releases the clouds upon my very head.Speaking of the sky, I don’t know if I should tag it sunless or moonless.
Last Updated : 2024-12-23To Put A Leash On The Master Turn Me Above A Fire
Not a familiar name, that one. I’ve heard nothing of it until now.Maybe he didn’t make it to the history books. It could be about the empire; history must have registered the empire instead.But I must find a way of asking about it without compromising myself. That way, I can also note this woman’s level of intelligence.“Um…” I clear my throat, shuffling to the stool I once sat on and placing my hands on it to drop my weight. “My ‘experiments’ have eaten most of my time, and I’m probably too exhausted to recall a lot of… things.” Wait. Do I sound medieval enough? “Did I... have any plans for today?” Does she understand? She’s looking at me with her lips slightly parted, and I think it’s disbelief, especially since her hands have stopped working.“Queva,” she says, then rests against the counter. “Finish the Battle of Cutting Seas, conquering Queva. Then... celebrate... with the emperor. Your experiment’s progress has not fared well of late, and you needed to ease your mind. Seeing
Last Updated : 2024-12-27To Put A Leash On The Master An Accomplice Of Darkness
The hallway echoes the footfalls of stomping darkness.But as the mute walls give way to the caress of a slow and brooding piano motif, the huge, two-way door at the hallway’s end brings us the pleasantries of a room screaming sanity and proper celebrations.A descent of steps in front of me leads to the dance floor, where pillars are still but bodies swing. With the roof high and unending, the floors are as slippery as the devil’s tongue, absolutely unfit for a person to walk on.Except these aren’t people. No, they’re not. They look paradisiacal. Vibrant despite the hall’s caliginous state.As the ladies trip the light fantastic to a hypnotic rhythm, their bowl dresses swirl around their feet, their long and colorful strands like air behind them. The smiles capturing their countenances tell the tales of their light minds, charming the gents who look graceful in patterned tailcoats over black pants.Their light tones unite to battle the funereal aura of the hall, somehow nearly kil
Last Updated : 2024-12-29To Put A Leash On The Master A Beano Of Death
/ HEIDI /The scene before me is a bloodbath.Bodies lay scattered across the floor, the once vibrant celebration now turned into a grotesque beano of death. My legs feel like lead as I force myself to move. And I hear another piercing cry with two more almost immediately, thuds resonating in my ears, each sound paralyzing me with fear. The terror grows so much that it becomes numbing, leaving me to stare blankly at the blood-pooled floor. But then a thought slices through my foggy mind—Hunter. Is his corpse among these? How about Dad Griffin, Dad Tad, and Morton—where are they? “Saturn, I need help!” I scream, except I don’t hear my voice, as the words barely escape my lips in a hoarse whisper. I frantically begin to search the hall. There has to be someone alive, someone who isn’t lying in this gruesome display of devilish deeds. Fortunate if that person is Hunter or other members of my family. But unfortunate when I spot a familiar satin cloth shimmering under the dim light.No
Last Updated : 2024-08-20To Put A Leash On The Master You Can't Outrun Me
I don’t want to start imagining things, but I can’t help it. Hunter and I seem to be the only survivors after all. And he’s the one looking macabre amongst us both. Gods and Goddesses, please tell me what I’m thinking isn’t true. Tell me Hunter didn’t do this. Bring the murderer before my eyes, so I can be a bit consoled because I cannot deal with this. I just can’t.There’s enough I can take for a week. And this… this is way past my limit that I want to lay atop sun-beaten sand and let the concrete scrape off the memories. Reset the things I’ve just now seen.For the first time, I envy amnesia; and wish that it’d find its way to me, as I cannot dare say what sort of a person would do this—steal people’s lives, turn them into dolls with their blood as art, even leave a hole in their chests. Or I’m probably just naïve and people like these are real. Maybe they’re specks of dust waiting for the right wind to blow them together.But isn’t it unfair—that someone this heartless gets to l
Last Updated : 2024-08-22To Put A Leash On The Master A Phobia Of Hunter
A while ago, before the bloodshed, I would have found the blood on his lips hot. But now, I can’t imagine I fell in love with a beast. Or perhaps he played out his actions so well his barbaric side slipped under his coat. Before this day, I loved everything about him—how he often switched tones, imitating baby voices in our voice calls and notes. Even trying to mimic my voice at times. He’s the same man who made cute as well as sassy expressions. And got accustomed to texting me emojis and funny gifs. Not to forget how he woke me up by sending repeated texts just so my phone would keep dinging. Now that man seems like a distant memory; replaced by this cold, unfeeling stranger.I blink away from the rearview mirror and stare into the darkness ahead of me, bracing myself for the words my mind wills me to say before looking at Hunter’s breathtaking features.Gone are the days when I badly wanted to run my fingers through his hair—when I wished to see what his right eye looked like.
Last Updated : 2024-08-24To Put A Leash On The Master Hunter, Love
SOME HOURS AGO.Last I checked it was past nine in the morning, and I’ve spent the past eight hours preparing for the event that’ll soon create a rift throughout the country.I stand on the balcony and clutch the handrail before inclining against it, sniffing in crisp fresh air as the late morning dews kiss my skin.Staring at the distant, foggy mountains, my face cracks with a smile. And I’m pleased with how the snowflakes drop slowly. But then the moment is disrupted when my cell phone dings in my apron pocket.“Fuck!”My hands work fast as I put the phone to silence so as not to piss off the person in the bathroom. His ears are the sharpest, that one. So is his tongue.He’d stroll into the room wearing underpants while slinging a towel over his shoulder.‘The hell are you doing on my balcony, Heidi? And leave that phone of yours somewhere that’s not my room, will ya?’ he would say in a raspy voice just before yanking me out of the room.I unlock my phone and tap an unread message. (
Last Updated : 2024-08-25
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To Put A Leash On The Master An Accomplice Of Darkness
The hallway echoes the footfalls of stomping darkness.But as the mute walls give way to the caress of a slow and brooding piano motif, the huge, two-way door at the hallway’s end brings us the pleasantries of a room screaming sanity and proper celebrations.A descent of steps in front of me leads to the dance floor, where pillars are still but bodies swing. With the roof high and unending, the floors are as slippery as the devil’s tongue, absolutely unfit for a person to walk on.Except these aren’t people. No, they’re not. They look paradisiacal. Vibrant despite the hall’s caliginous state.As the ladies trip the light fantastic to a hypnotic rhythm, their bowl dresses swirl around their feet, their long and colorful strands like air behind them. The smiles capturing their countenances tell the tales of their light minds, charming the gents who look graceful in patterned tailcoats over black pants.Their light tones unite to battle the funereal aura of the hall, somehow nearly kil
To Put A Leash On The Master Turn Me Above A Fire
Not a familiar name, that one. I’ve heard nothing of it until now.Maybe he didn’t make it to the history books. It could be about the empire; history must have registered the empire instead.But I must find a way of asking about it without compromising myself. That way, I can also note this woman’s level of intelligence.“Um…” I clear my throat, shuffling to the stool I once sat on and placing my hands on it to drop my weight. “My ‘experiments’ have eaten most of my time, and I’m probably too exhausted to recall a lot of… things.” Wait. Do I sound medieval enough? “Did I... have any plans for today?” Does she understand? She’s looking at me with her lips slightly parted, and I think it’s disbelief, especially since her hands have stopped working.“Queva,” she says, then rests against the counter. “Finish the Battle of Cutting Seas, conquering Queva. Then... celebrate... with the emperor. Your experiment’s progress has not fared well of late, and you needed to ease your mind. Seeing
To Put A Leash On The Master Dead And Alive
HEIDI.The rich, warm scent of soil, of fresh rain on earth, reminds me of how it feels to be alive.It looks to me like I’ve been thrown into a random fiction series—dark fantasy, to be precise. Should I say it’s the underworld? Nah. The underworld wouldn’t look this good. Heaven wouldn’t be this bad(?) either. Between? Maybe. But I can’t recall whether Philosophers mentioned a place between the two.Regardless of what this is, it’s a surety that I’m dead. Its near ruin of greys and ashes, mists and moisture, stones and bristled grounds, only makes me thank my shoes—and a soul that had formed a sole to tread on melting metal.I find I’m standing in a lone and narrow medieval street that looks like a painting, flanked by dark, imposing brick buildings. Their pointed roofs give me chills, especially as they look as if they could pierce the looming, twilight grey sky until it releases the clouds upon my very head.Speaking of the sky, I don’t know if I should tag it sunless or moonless.
To Put A Leash On The Master Lunacy Meets Obsession
“Another blood oath? I resisted the first,” I say as I look at the Umbra Crown who is suddenly bearing an excited demeanor.“Ah, ah. This one is different.” He rubs his index and thumb fingers like a chef warming up for his next delicacy, disappearing and appearing in the fog while scurrying around pillars. He suddenly stops close to me, sniffing near my neck. “It is like… an awakening. Hah!”Then he vanishes again.When he comes back, it’s with a ring this time, one the size of his head. Its property is unknown, but it shimmers with lights that seem alive, looking like a colorful snake slithers inside it.The object could break if it falls; that is how fragile it looks. The Realm’s Future, they call it. It is also the only thing with color in the Labyrinth, aside from the Umbra Crown’s golden eyes that are now peering at my face pores.“No,” I mutter when he tries to crown me with the ring. I know what it does to people. It deceives. “Do not manipulate me with that thing again.”“O
To Put A Leash On The Master Hunter's POV
HUNTER.There is a forlorn whistle; a tune sounding like a call for help, only, it’s not that.It is a bird―Tapi’s Fury. A creature of the dark, built like the nightingale, with a song as loud as the latter’s. It’s never found in the human world or the Realm. Tapi’s Furys are known to exist only in the Labyrinth of Shadows―a dreaded dwelling created by the legendary sorcerer, Tapi, to shield Kings of the Realm from the talons of Firnes.It has endless pillars—of roughly stacked stones—spread out in rows through the Labyrinth, all leaving four paces between each other.The pillars’ tops reach the sky where they disappear in black clouds of rumbling mess, while their bases are rocks shaped like vines, stretching out as roots on the dry, rough ground.One distinctive feature of the Labyrinth is its colorless nature.Diverse smell is not a leisure either.One could wear whatever scent they liked. As strong as it may be, it all ends in a blast of roasted earth breathing in the wake of a b
To Put A Leash On The Master The Last Sound I Hear
My car’s parked across the road with me in the driver’s seat. White’s main company building overlooks us, the road partition and the crowd serving as my only blockade to it.I should ride into the building’s garage. It’s safer now, after all, as the police are now limiting the severity of violence and have placed barriers so the crowd won’t obstruct people getting in and out of the building.But I’m still feeling like a tightrope walker; afraid of so many things at once that I can’t begin to point them out.And yet what’s more disturbing is the wailing throng. Their famished appearances, coupled with the fact that most have slept here for days because they can’t return home and be reminded of their deceased loved one is enough to drive even the cold-hearted to sympathy. Hunter excluded.While watching the hectic scene, I notice an odd person cut through the crowd into the building. I only saw their backside. Yet, regardless of them being fast, I caught that the person was a male.He wo
To Put A Leash On The Master Put A Leash On The Master
“How do you feel?”Not fine.“Like you should fuck off?”The man behind me huffs. He should try moving to my front so I can fucking ask him why he’s everywhere at once.“Are you always in such a foul mood?” he asks, prompting me to turn back. And there he stands; the one guy I know whose smile can force bile up my throat.“You only happen to meet me when I’m the most offended,” I snap. “Blame it on your ill luck.”“Even at the restaurant?”I squint my eyes as if warning him to vomit whatever he has in mind or I’ll bite. “What restaurant?”“New Year’s Eve. KF restaurant.” I pout before the man adds, “In the male bathroom?”Bloody male restroom? How the fuck did we meet― oh… Oh! That was him? The buzzcut guy that I didn’t care to look twice at! No wonder I kept feeling like I knew him from somewhere.I take the opportunity to register the rest of him, though I try not to stare hard or he’ll deem me a pervert.All I can say is that his name fits his looks. Also, the mystery in his aura s
To Put A Leash On The Master Thrown So Low
Walking away this time, I am sure as hell not stopping if the man behind me tells me to.I don’t like his guts, that’s one thing. Another is the look on his face whenever he regards me; smug, with a smile that never seems to fade. However, it’s a good thing he’s not tall, dark, and handsome like a certain vicious man. And he looks good nevertheless. Just a tiny message across to Hunter reminding him one more time that he’s not the god he thinks he is.The drive back to White Cosmetics wasn’t a smooth one. It seemed as if the number of people joining the protest increased per hour. And it’s not even half the population still considering it.Last week, I didn’t realize how hectic resuming work was, but today it hit me. A few days ago, I’d be mopping the floors of Saturn’s or Morton's room while sneaking my phone out from time to time to chat with Hunter. And I enjoyed those moments… more than anything.Now I’m sitting behind a desk that holds so many taxing memories, hellbent on grabbin
To Put A Leash On The Master A Losing Game
Today’s Monday is Monday as usual.One could be overlooked on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays, as their presence could have been familiarized—or something like that. No one bothers to care when they walk by.However, on Mondays, the dust brought up during the weekends is left unsettled, eliciting side-eyes and whispers when one reappears. Aside from that though, Mondays are naturally terrible. I don’t know the kind of jinx bound to it, but I’m pretty certain the same power has me in its grip as I enter the conference room.There strike the stares, making up for where the whispers do not. These folks were loud just seconds ago. Now the only sound in the hall is from my shoes.My seat creaks when I sit down. Surely, it appreciates the daredevil aura of my presence as I cross my legs, lean back, and place my elbows on the handrest.So, where were we?A hand supporting my jaw allows me to look carefully at a few people’s faces—their grey hairs, their wrinkles; I don’t know if
