“Lady Carmelia, please wait! It is unsafe!”
Pale and mortified guard begged through tears
“Please! Lady Carmelia! The beast…”
“Then fuck off and leave me alone!”
She screamed back, still marching towards the steaming gorge.
Monday. Why it had to be on Monday! On Friday, she wouldn’t be happier. All she wanted was to die on Friday but no. She had to suffer through humiliating talk with her boss and get fired. Explain to her mother why she canceled her marriage and that she would be coming back to her parent’s house since her roommate kicked her out.
And she didn’t die.
She tried to hang herself on her belt and it snapped. She tried to drown herself and the coast guard happened to pass by. She tried to electrocute herself and it happened to be a power shortage. She tried to overdose sleeping pills but ended up with a severe case of runs…
By Sunday morning she lost all hope and decided to keep on living. Got on a plane, suffered through nine hours of economy class horrors, and arrived home.
Monday looked better.
Parents welcomed her with open arms. Her old childhood friend took her for a shopping spree at the mall and cheered her up. And a local company called and invited her for an interview after she emailed her resume last night.
All looked good. She dolled herself up. Put on her lucky thongs with a black lace and red ribbon. Aced the interview and on the way home…
…she went splat against the sidewalk!
Where did that fucking truck even came from!
She grabbed her neck checking… it was still there… her body was still attached. Fuck!
She had to crouch and hug her knees. It felt so real. Her head being torn off and rolling on the street under the incoming traffic…
And that white room and...
She shuddered.
DEATH.
She gave her a choice, just like in those damn manga her stinky ex-boyfriend read all the time, either go on and face judgment or travel to a different world and become a hero.
What kind of retarded question was that?!
Of course, she chose to live! She jumped on that card the second it appeared but…
Nobody said anything about becoming a head of a sect of glorified, man-hating, no-sex-allowed-lesbians that lived in celibacy! No, no, no. No!
She could swing both ways and she did in the past but not swinging at all? No!
Fueled by new fury, she got up and marched towards the burning grass.
“Who dares to bother me…”
A magnificent voice roared through the field. Some of the temple guards that followed her up to this point, dropped their weapons and shields and run away. Once a proud golden dragon, now a heap of broken bones and ripped wings. His blood gushed from many wounds and burned with white fire.
She cleared her throat and called.
“Hello Mr. Lizard, I came to offer you a bargain. Become my slave and I shall save your hide.”
A blast of fire answered her, she deflected it with her bare palm.
“Or you can ignore me and become my newest leather catsuit. And boots. Did you know they will dip your skin in urine and rub it with dung while processing it… on second thought I don’t want to wear anything like that.”
“So, your choice. Become my slave or die and be w rolled in dung. Dragon leather boots sure are popular…”
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“Insolent human!”
He roared again, bathing the whole plain with fire. Those of the guards who did not run, perished in his flames.
Carmelia stood unmoved in sizzling remains of her dress. Not much of a loss. She hated it anyway.
“What kind of monster are you…”
“How dare you!”
She slapped his muzzle, cracking the stone beneath his head. The resulting shockwave extinguished all the flames in the area.
“…no more. Please. I submit.”
The dragon pleaded. River of blood sipped from his nostrils.
*DING*
Notice! Last Dragon Graviser, King of the Sky, pledged his alliance.
“Finally!”
She pressed both her hands against his sides.
“Heal!”
Graviser burned up in a bright light while all his wounds disappeared. No! That woman…
“What have you done to me?!”
He stood stretching his enormous wings, his bones, his skin, his eyes… his whole body returned to his prime.
“What? Cast a heal on you. Never mind. Take me away, that’s an order!”
He leveled his head with her and took a good look at the one that commanded him. A tiny little human, not even half the size of his eye.
“And where would you wish to go?”
“Every fucking other place but not here.”
He could agree with that. New guards were coming. Laying his head flat on the ground he let her climb his neck and take place between his horns.
“Fly.”
“As you wish, mistress.”
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Name: Carmelia Gender: Female Level: 1 Age:24 Race: Human Class: Saint of Light HP 9790 / 9790 MP 1743012 / 1743012 P.att 10000 M.att 100000 P.def 99999 M.def 999999 STR 2700 INT 217 CON 1000 VIT 900 DEX 700 MEN 9000 Racial traits: Status: Hero.
Name: Graviser Gender: Male Level: 702 Age:9899 Race: Ancient dragon Class: Dragon King HP 90348276 / 90348276 MP 458900 / 458900 P.att 76900 M.att 73000 P.def 56000 M.def 45799 STR 9999 INT 999 CON 19900 VIT 789 DEX 1000 MEN 300 Racial traits: Dragon skin +90% P.Def, Dragon fire +200% P.Att / M.Att. Flight. Aura of fear: Lesser creatures are unable to attack. Status: Servant of Hero Carmelia