Loyalty

The image of a purple-haired woman stood before her. It wasn't exactly much of an image, but of an entire experience surrounding it. The name of the person was Raiden Shogun, the highest known being within Inazuma. The bureaucracy of Inazuma slipped past the slime's primitive mind like water through her fingers, but 'Sara' knew this person was important, powerful, and brimming with what she had hungered few minutes ago.

And yet, there was an unspeakable loyalty that had been fresh in Kujou Sara's mind. She had to help the person. 'Help'. That was an alien concept. What was help?

Was she in danger? No. 'Sara' started correcting herself as she managed to push herself off the ground. There was a slight moment where she thought she might lose her balance, but some strange willpower rose where she would not fall. Slow, shaky steps fell across the grass-ridden field, the former grace of the Tengu gone as the slime piloted her body like a drunk individual.

She had a duty... What was a duty? Duty was responsibility... A tongue-twister of a word, but there was weight, a meaning, a purpose it previously never had before. It was a far more complex drive, and a far more rewarding than the concept of eating, breathing, and surviving.

"Sho... Sho-gun... Shogun-sama..."

She liked those words. A lot. A small smile twitched across her face, perhaps due to her muscle memory.