It's cold, it's dirty, it's putrid.
But why do all those around me look so empty? It's not that bad.
A man started to cough violently enough to discharge blood, just like always.
Some of the people that had recently entered the cell backed away from the blood, why? It wasn't that scary. Though slightly concerning.
"Dad, are you okay?" I asked the man, my father.
Dad coughed a few more times "Get away from me, acursed!"
Aww, I walked back to my corner. Why did dad not like me?
I sat there for a long time, while twirling my hair, my mother had left a few days ago. I wonder where she went.
Suddenly the door to the large jailcell open, it wasn't time for feeding... Right? It's really hard to keep track of time in here.
The person on the other side shouted loudly "Purple! Get out here right now!"
Me? That shouldn't be right, only adults go out from my experience.
"On the count of three, One! Two! Th-"
I quickly stood up and ran towards the door "Me? Me?"
The man in leather armor looked at me with disgust, as I was covered in filth "Yes, you."
I quickly shrunk down from my energetic state into one of nervousness. Scary "Follow me, you've been bought by a valued costumer." 'Bought'? What's that?
"Follow me, now." I shivered slightly, and obidiently followed.
It's a lot cleaner here, that's for sure.
I was sure I'd rather stay in such a clean place.
But then I was brought to and even cleaner place! The floors were something reflective and hard which was refined to look better instead of the stone bricks I walked on before, it was like a paradise.
Two men were argueing about something "What do mean '50 copper'?! That's not even the 1 bronze that's a minimum for slave transactions!" "Ah~ So you see, we'll give you a bronze, then you give use 50 copper." "Are you serious right now?!" "And, do you think you can defy us?"
The non-gray-haired one seemed to have given up "Fine, I'll give her to you for 50 copper, don't get this wrong though. No one would want to buy them except you, being an acursed."
The gray haired male smile slightly and took out a slightly yellow curled plane "Write your name right-" The old man pointed somewhere on the yellowish-slightly curly-plane "-Here."
The younger of the two seethed slightly as he used a feather to do something, I don't know what.
The old man gave the younger a glimmering thing, and then someone came after a bit of time to give a bunch of glimmery things.
"Pleasure doing business with you." "Damn Drakes..." "What was that?" "N-nothing sir!"
The two did something weird with their hands, at the behest of the old man "It's the young master's order, it's called a 'Friendly greeting of greetings with even more greeting inside', or the 'Hand of shaken-ings of doom'."
"Weird name," The younger male said "But if a member of the Necros sub-family says so, it is so."
What is going on?
The old man walked up to me "Child of an acursed physique, follow me to your new home." He touched me on the shoulder, and pulled me along outside.
What is going on?!
And the outside, it was beautiful, the really bright thing in the sky made a lot of bright-ness, and it was warmer too. It was nice, but; What is going on!?!
I was pulled out into the street, past a path line off by other people, and entered a strange thing. Which I have no idea what it is.
Though I was cleaned by something as I passed by the door, it was more like the floor was cleaned, as I was forced to sit on the wooden floor, while the old man sat on the elevated floor next to me.
I sat there, admiring how clean the floors were. They were just so clean.
Before I realized it, I was standing infront of a door "Shouldn't she be forced to take a bath before her first meeting with a pure-blooded Necros child?" "No, I was ordered to bring the product to him right away."
I was shoved through a door, and fell on the other side.
What I saw was someone of my age sitting at a table and looking through box-like things with that yellow-curly-plane, ruffling his hair in frustration.
His black, pupilless eyes drawing my mind into a daze.
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Who is that? The clothes are trash, just rags, she's also filthy.
So is that the slave I asked for? She should have a physique I can gobble up.
Also, why is she keeping eye-contact so well? Shouldn't kids be full of energy and unable to focus? Wait- Pupil jutsu; activate!
She suddenly snapped back to reality, I should've guessed it, it was my blessing, again.
What are the limits of this thing? Who knows when some ancient dragon is called by my blessing, and I become monster feed?
Well, she's here, so I'll make my eyes blue.
Now, real question, which acursed/corrupted physique does she have?
I quickly poured through all the blessings and physiques forced I've memorized, that one?
> Deep-sea phsyique;
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> -Corrupted physique
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> Those who bear the weight of this physique are more often corrupted by the ideals of the god of darkness, they are still loved by the remnants of the fallen god of water-
Blargh! I can't stand this theological rhetoric! I like the blessing book far more.
> Blessing of the dark sea;
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> A mixed blessing of darkness and water
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> The effects of this blessing are;
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> Increased affinity to darkness aspected skills, Increased affinity to water aspected skills, increased probability of accepting the ideals of the darkness aspect's ideals.
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> Personality signs;
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> The one with this blessing is often more fluid and maliable in their thinking, adaptable to new circumstances, easier to making connections, more passive, and have a higher chance at extreme emotions (Such as obession).
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> Cosmetic signs;
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> Ones with this blessing have a darker/purple-ish blue hair color (Commonly), and can have a better figure, complexion and same color of eyes as their hair (moderately rare, valuable blessing).
Doesn't it feel so nice to read something so clear? The moment I first read it, and I felt a weight lift from my shoulders. But that was a long time ago.
At least I know her blessing 'Blessing of the dark sea', both eyes and hair were colorized with a color unnatural to the human form.
Colored box for reference.
Now, time to get into the business of slavery.
First of all, I needed to clean her up "Come here, now." I said with as much authority and violent connotations I could put into them with tone.
And luckily, she obeyed! That was unexpected, since she was a child, five cycles old specifically.
When she got close enough, I snapped my hand onto her forehead while standing up, I then prompted the ring on my right hand's ring finger with my will {100 MP.}
The ring heard my call, and as it tried to take my mana, I allowed it to do so, trying to sense beyond a slight flow in my body to the ring. The slave suddenly had a great achievement of not being completely filthy, but there was still a good bit of grime on her {200 MP.} Suddenly, everything around the girl and her body started to become sparkly clean, I could even see the reflection of my own, blue eyes in her cheeks for a moment.
I sighed slightly and put my hand back, and started to sift through the book I was reading. Then I looked at slave girl, I wonder what to name her? Anyways, I should get her into some type of clothing that aren't slave rags, then I'll think about other things to do with the slave.
I walked up to the door, and then told a servant walking about to call over the formerly defiant servant.
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I and another woman were walking down the isle, though, Why does she seem so frantic?
She was pulling me by the hand, it hurt slightly.
After a short while of me doing my best to keep up with the rushed person in white and black, what is that actually? She had stopped, and opened a door.
Behind it were things of various sizes and types, I was pulled into the room.
Sometime later I returned to the outside with a different appearance, as I had something encapsulating my body. What had the woman called them? 'Clothes'?
Then I was brought back to the person who did that weird thing, and made me clean.
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"Good little servant, no wiggs. You have done well, you may go now." I released the defiant servant who had gone through a tough time long ago, it was nice that she understood that I did not want my servant wearing a wig.
I inspected my property, mostly the cosmetics it had put on.
Just normal maid clothes.
It was kind-of underwhelming, I had some of my own thoughts; Such as a mage robe.
But it wouldn't really make that much of a difference, she was a child. Fashion didn't change much for them... Except if the onlooker has less than savory tendencies. And that would mean they're losers that don't deserve respect, like maybe doing it with an adult version would be semi-normal even if a bit forceful, since it's caused by repoductive urge. So I can understand, even if barely and am still disgusted at those who have to use force instead of rizz.
But children, specifically non-teens? They literally can't have children! They don't have the parts inside that are necessary for reproduction. As such; "I decree that pedofiles are losers!"
Sadly the slave did not understand my many machinations and the many years of seclusion I had to go through to finally comprehend the dao of 'Pedofile-disdain', and asked "What are pedofiles?"
Although the slave was ignorant, I could not stop the small buddha inside me from explaining to her "A pedofile is a creature that hides in human society, and tries to reproduce with minors, even though they can't."
"What are minors?" She asked, to that question mini-buddha answered again, losing a bit of it's life-force "A minor, in this occasion, is a human-being/Homeo-sapien that has yet to go through puberty." The slave did not know of mini-buddha's sacrifice and asked "What's puberty, and what's a Homeo-sapien?" The mini-buddha inside my mental realm sighed, stood up and took out it's own heart, sacrificing it to overcome this grand ordeal.
On the outside though, I showed an irrated expression "You and I are Homeo-sapiens, and puberty is a state of growth which appears when you are around 10 cycles or older." Inside my mental space mini-buddha crawled into a hole to cultivate the heart-sutra and return to do it's buddha thing after it's heart had regenerated. Buddha influence had dissapeared and I no longer wished to answer her questions, I was quite stressed parsing through way to many books just to find out what a word meant "No more questions, it's time to name you."
"Uhh, what's a 'Name'? And what's a 'Question'?" I looked at her incredulously, she didn't know what a question is, even if she asks a lot of them.
Another mini-version of something appeared within me, a mini-Kim Jongeun. And it wispered into my ear 'Kim Jongeun is best, and as my host, you must have patience, like I, Kim Jongeun, savior of the universe.'
I gave the mini-version of the korean some face and calmed myself down "A question, that's hard to explain... I'll give you a showcase on what a question is; 'Why are you so dumb?'. That's a question right there. Now stop asking them."
She shrinked back at my aggresive tone, and I appreciated it, a lot. now back to coming up with a name 'Something to do with seas and water, maybe an island, doesn't even need to be a real one. As long as it sounds cool.'
3 minutes of hard pondering later, I came up with two options. The normie one of 'Luna', and the cultured one of; 'Isla (Nublar)'. The second name is for if I decide to make her a noble, somehow. I don't know how I'd do it, but if she becomes a noble, that'll be her second name.
Sadly, I did not know chinese, so I could not give her a china-man name.
"Hear ye, hear ye! One and all! I declare on this day, that you, slave of the great Able Necros Drake, shall be bestowed a name by the crown! You new name shall be 'Isla'!"
And as such, the child who had no clue what a name even was, was dubbed 'Isla'.