Phase 1: New Me, New Friends.

After being explained every boon, drawback and what-have-you, it was time to pick what kind of Mindslaver I should be.

"Hmm, I suppose for my means of control, I'll choose the Familiar, having at least one companion on my journeys would probably keep me sane. This Familiar will be a she, always nude, white and faintly glowing skin, with completely blue eyes. Her hair will be wavy blue, light-blue, and pink. I'd like for her personality to be loyal, and have a shitposter from 4Chan type of personality, I think this would keep daily life entertaining, and to be honest it'd be a perfect fit for someone who will never have contact with anyone that could possibly confront them, but unlike a 4Chan shitposter, make her a little bit funny too, and I suppose that will complete my Familiar." I told Goltheum.

"Very well, now, what **** type or types will you choose? You can have any number of them, if you have the points for them." He reminded me.

"Uh, I'll just choose the Unaware **** type. I'm not into petplay, mindless slaves sound really boring, **** slaves I KNOW I can't handle (while I'm becoming a Mindslaver, I'm still not much of a bad guy), happy slaves would probably demand constant attention, also if I were to use my abilities on a guy, I wouldn't really want him lusting after me, and while conditioned slaves is also a great **** type, I'm not sure I'll have enough points for it once I've chosen my powers." I concluded.

"You seem to be thinking this out quite well. I encourage this, actually, especially so you don't make a mistake and come crying to me for a re-do. Anyway, what boons shall you choose? Same as the **** types, choose as many as you can afford." He asked me.

"Well, for the boons I'll choose Rewrite Memory, so that I can have slaves more or less very willing and less dependent on me. Induce Fetish, well, I will admit, I have some fetishes that aren't that mainstream, not any gross ones, but rather not really popular ones. Mass Control, if my Familiar does try to embarrass me, I could simply then have her take over the witnesses minds and then wipe the memory of the embarrassing event... and then keep the people I find attractive within the group as permanent slaves. Immortality, considering, well, if I'm going to be immortal, I don't want to have aging slaves that would eventually die, and not to menting that age isn't the only killer among mortals. Overall, I just don't want any of my slaves to die, and also I could make my family immortal, so I will never be alone, with a loving family and multiple slaves. Lastly, I'll choose Fertility, one of my technically mainstream fetish, I love impregnation, so with this, I will make quite a few people pregnant. Although, I think I'll use the infertility aspect for some time, because if I do get one of my slaves pregnant early, then my legitimate good nature would kick in, forcing me to become an actually good father. Really, I think I'll only do this once I'm done with enslaving others, I don't know when that will be, but I guess that's my true end goal? Have lots of children with many other people? Maybe, I guess I'll see if I get there." I figured.

"Once, you get there. Really, if you're going to think this out this much, the stars will be enslaved to you by tomorrow. Now, what powers will you choose? Same as the last two sections, I'm sure you know by now?" He asked me.

"Y-yes, well, for powers, I guess I'll choose the Planeswalker power, and with that, there are just endless opportunities. If I understand this power correctly, I'll be able to travel to other dimensions, but not just other dimensions with slightly alternate histories to majorly alternate histories, such as what if , uh, I don't know, the Greeks won World War 2, but along with those realities, I could travel to universes that are exact copies of, say, the STAR WARS universe, Star Trek, Lord of the Rings, Pokemon, Game of Thrones, etc?" I asked him.

"That is correct, also with those fictional universes, you can go from any number of them that are an exact copy of one another. For example, if you went to a universe and you somehow blew it up, you could go to another copy of it, with no differences what-so ever. With an infinite amount of universes, means an infinite amount of exact copies. So I guess you can have a harem of the exact same person, or an army, you've probably realized this by now, but the Planeswalker ability is the most expensive gift I give for a reason. Anyway, now that we have your main abilities taken care of, that leaves you with -3 Mindslaver points. Now you can choose some drawbacks to gain more power, and even go back to picking a few more boons and such if you picked enough drawbacks that you think you could tolerate. BUT BE WARNED, MINDSLAVER, once we're finished remaking you, no taksies backsies. This part is where I hear the most complaints from, and I hope similar to the other sections, you'll think this over just as well." He informed me.

"Hmmm, I suppose I'll just choose Unnatural Aura, while scaring off most people I'd want to hang around, I could simply just take over the minds of everyone around me, ordering them to ignore my dark aura, while the slaves I decide to keep with me for either long periods of time to forever, then they'll just get used to it. Also, scaring the hell out of people is never not funny, I'm not a sadistic bastard, but other people getting scarred for life is hilarious." I told him.

"I %100 agree, Mindslaver, but if that's the only drawback you'll choose, then you'll be left with -2 Mindslaver points. So now, you'll have to choose a Pact with another deity, only one, I might add. You are forbidden from choosing more than one, otherwise that would cause a major multi-dimensional war between two powerful beings, and I will not allow you to do that." He informed me.

"Oh, of course, I know for sure I couldn't handle that kind of pressure. Well, anyways, for my last pact, I'll choose the Pact of Domination. Out of most of the other pacts, this one seems to have an end goal where after I complete it, I'll be rewarded for my troubles and be free to do so as I choose. Also, I'll be strong as fuck, I'll be much harder to contain if any government took hold of me, even though I could simply use the Planeswalker power to jump to another dimension and then back with an army of Daleks or something. While I'll be making one gender superior over another, I'll still improve the world by eradicating crime, ending **** ****, giving everyone the will to work and bring humanity to the stars! At least that's the end goal for my time on this world." I explained to him.

"Hmm, very well, although, you could always switch out Molag's Pact with mine, you know. I offer one more point than hers for the low, low price of five high quality slaves once per year, for five-hundred years." He informed me.

"That is a low price, and I could name a few boons I'd love to have if I had more points, but to me, no offense to you, but it would feel like I'm cucking myself giving anyone else a **** I could have for myself. It's more of a respect and fetish thing, where I don't want to have anyone see me as a cuck for any reason, and I don't find cucking as erotic in any way, shape, or form. I don't even want to cuck others! Although, there will most definitely be cases of me enslaving other peoples girlfriends, wives and what have you, I don't seek to rub it in their faces and make them feel weak. Also, I wouldn't want to be cucked at all, that would make me feel terrible and may **** me to do something that I will regret. Anyway, I'm afraid I must decline the offer, even if it is a good one." I told him.

"... Well, okay, fair enough, I can understand that, but either way, you now have 0 Mindslaver points, which means we're now at the grand finale! Your free ****. Now, which one of these lovely ladies (and guy) will you choose?" As he asked this, I could hear a faint voice saying, 'Choose Zynthia, choose Zynthia, choose Zynthia," over and over again, it wasn't too annoying, but I did find it amusing.

"I'll choose Fukawa Miyo, the red head, with the impressive chest for a 19 year old, and blue eyes." I answered.

I saw a tinge of disappointment in Golthuem's yellow eyes, but it passed as quickly as it came. After my choice, the vibrating in my brain ended, as I felt a dark aura temporarily surround me, I could feel that my powers were finally complete. Then Golthuem stepped to the side, as if someone else was going to come out of the dark void from behind where he was at and have a chat with me. But as I thought this, there was a loud crash that happened just behind me. While it didn't have a shock wave, it still scarred the hell out of me, causing me to fall down to the ground. After I rolled over to see what had caused such a loud noise, before me stood a black haired, green eyed warrior-like woman, holding a rather menacing mace, and as I first gazed upon this new person, she spoke to me.

"I am Molag Bal, the daedric princess of domination and enslavement, you have chosen my pact, and now we will finalize it. Which gender will be superior on your planet of Earth, and which gender will be inferior?" She asked.

"Uh, well, uh, f-f-for the superior gender, I-I'll choose male, and for inferior, I'll choose female." I responded, nervously.

"Good, now your mission will be to make it so, you won't have a time limit, but I expect our pact to be completed no matter what. For you to meet this goal, I will give you magical strength, you will be able to punch holes in brick walls, bend steel bars, throw cars, anything a worshiper of me could do. When you complete your end of the pact I shall reward you with the daedric artifact, the mace of Molag Bal." She told me, while swinging what I assumed to be the very mace in front of me.

"Once our newly shared goal has been met, I will return to give you my mace, I will know when you have completed your end of the pact, and you will know as soon as you see me. But remember, I don't expect you to fail me, so do your best to not prove my expectations wrong, otherwise, literally any other fate you could ever receive will pale in comparison to what I would do to you." After she told me this, she disappeared in the blink of an eye, but at the same time I felt newfound strength entering my body, making me feel far more powerful than ever before. Fear was still present though, especially after was she told me

"Now then, Mindslaver, with your Familiar set up, your boons, powers, and drawbacks set in place, and your pact finalized, I think it's time for you to return to your room." Golthuem told me.

In no time at all, I found myself back in my room, a bit buffer, with no fat to be found on my body. This was but the first piece of evidence proving that this was really happening to me.

"Hey, Golthuem here, I will return in about, 5 minutes to 5 hours, it depends on whether your new **** is awake or not, but don't worry, I'll bring her to you safe and unharmed." I heard within my mind.

After that, I sat there for a second, taking all of this in, being a Mindslaver and all, looking relatively the same, except with little to no fat while also being a bit buff, but not majorly so. But as I was taking this in, I noticed a glowing white hand moving my mouse clicking of a few of the sites I had pulled up before all of this happened.

"Hey how you doin'?" Asked the nude, floating Familiar.