Have I mentioned how boring is being held in a 2 m
2
cell? I have some mud to talk to but it does not seem like a good partner. Talking about my room. I trampled myself a bed. That’s basically hard mud. Much better. I also tried communicating with the rock walls. They don’t seem to like me.
I have no window. Talking between cells is forbidden. I don’t want to get beaten by guy. He seems nice if you don’t piss him off.
For two days I had nothing to do. Free food and shelter. Easy life. Perfect. To not go insane I tried to recollect my memories of this world.
There are two continents, a small one that hosts 6 humas and a demi-humas country. Humas hate demons but likes demi-humas. Demi-humas are indifferent to everyone, but they are aggressive when angry. The demon country was destroyed centuries ago by humas and they are hated for their power and instincts. The only difference between demi-humas and demons is that demons are more demon-like and scary while the demi-humas are animal like and cute.
Humas are.. Strange…
The other continent hosts demonic beasts, elves and dragons. At least that’s what we know. They have fix territory, and don’t like outsiders. Even humas don’t dare to attack them. Note to self: dragons are scary. In the old stories many demons fled there to live secluded.
There are demons everywhere on this continent, but usually they hide themselves if outside the demi-humas country. Most of them are unrecognisable anyway.
After two days finally something happened. I wish it didn’t. Guy came following a few armed men. And a well fed man. No I’m not prejudicial but he’s the evil boss. Or customer… Whatever…
(Guy) “Every one of you, stand where we can see you well!” Came the order from the guy. He holds a lamp. The lamp is strange, it has no flame. Magic lamp? Isn’t that very expensive? This is bad.
I sit myself in front of the bars, my back to the wall. I hold my eyes on my feet. They are still in my field of view where I can still see them, but I don’t want to look in their eyes. That’s a bad thing to do.
The check everyone, one by one. Sometimes I hear a whip slash, and crying sounds.
And they arrived here. He does not look good. I don’t want to be picked by him. Please…
After they look at me for a while, they exchange some words I don’t like. He asked my number. And they went further to check the other slaves. Now, I’m really afraid.
I hear them ask the slave’s numbers 3 times. 31 is me, 32 is the girl in front of me, 42 is someone I don’t know of. At least he did not pick me because he came to buy a demon to torture. Still there is a chance of torture.
They walk away just as they came. Quick and not caring about morals. Just as I was almost relieved, guy came back and opened my cell door. There is a keyhole on its top and something between the bars. I couldn’t see it from the inside. A stronger humas probably could kick it in.
If I knew that before…
(Guy) “Just do as I say and it will be fine” Guy said this, but I could see in his face. My fate is much worse than the most worse he said. You can’t lie to these eyes.
I nod heavily and follow him. The white haired girl from the opposite cell, yes, white, not blonde, and a smaller cat beastkin girl are the other two sacrifices. The first one is guy, I’ll run at the first chance leaving them here.
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We are led to a small room that’s clean, at least compared to our cells and has a water tank. Great, I have to wash myself in front of guy. White girl is in a worse position though. She has some nice curves.
After a few minutes of humiliation, or should I say demiliation, we are given some normal clothes. Don’t dare say we’re already bought… Don’t…
We do as they say, and follow guy. Before I realize we are standing in a lounge looking place in a line, the wellfed is sitting in a couch in front of us.
I see a window in the corner of my eyes, it leads outside. Escape path check. 2 bodyguards, they wear armors so I outrun them, check. No mage-looking person in the vicinity. Check. Interrupting my thoughts the wellfed starts to talk.
(Wellfed) “They seem good for their prices, but I’m not sure I can afford all of them.” A little hope for me, maybe?
(Slave dealer) “I’m sorry, but their prices are fix. The child is 12 gold, the woman is 18 and the demon is 85” The wellfed seems like he is surprised. Guy is the same.
(Wellfed) “They are all quite pricey, but that’s a really expensive demon there. That’s five fully grown men, or three veterans. What are her benefits?” At this I’m also surprised.
(Slave dealer) “She is a demon that we could not define, so she’s of rare species. She’s young, attractive, and intelligent. Since she is red skinned, she’s also usable for combat. All in one, she is perfect and can be trained for anything.”
‘Hey, If you offer this much even I would buy myself! Don’t lie just to get rid of me!’ I screamed in my mind.
(Wellfed) “Isn’t she aggressive? She’s a demon. Won’t she attack me?” At least he is concerned.
(Slave Dealer) “She was submissive the whole time, never caused any problem, but if you want to torture her, tie her down well and I would recommend not freeing her afterwards. Demons are intelligent but easily lose their minds and there is no turning back”
Hey, is this something you should discuss in front of me? Moreover don’t even discuss about things like that! And that bastard nods! I’m so gonna run if he buys me.
I let myself look frightened on the outside. It’s too hard to contain.
(Wellfed) “Okay. I’ll buy her.” The other two sighs in relief and almost collapse hearing that. ‘Bastards!’
And I just realised I can’t run yet. That window is a magic window. It has some weird vibration. It seems I’m pretty fucked in all sense.
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She looks something like this at the moment. Only more demon,red skin and smaller horns.(the cover for reference) Google it.
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