Chapter 3
by 
Eman2o1
Would you like to change sex?
No
"Human? I didn't know they made them pitch black he looks weak." You hear a thin and high-pitched voice speak out in derision, from somewhere ahead of you in the darkness the eyes you just created cannot yet pierce, "Though he at least possesses your same imposing gaze. Such fierce red eyes."
"He is not a human he is better and much more. Aren't you my minion?", you hear another voice, this one deep and commanding and intimidating like no other, speak out and something in you shivers at the sound of the voice as, you peer into the darkness until your eyes adjust to the gloom and the two speaking come into view.