We Finally Begin—Even Less Erotic Now On

Inside a regular apartment room, its colour palette dictated by black and red, quite unusual for an apartment, 7th floor, top of said block. A beautiful woman in her 20s, seemingly, in pale skin and hair, her eyes just as weird, a pair of ruby, do sit in front of a man. He looks like he is about 24, very accurate. The man wearing a full suit, with dark green skin, visually slim, not much muscles, there are some, modest, modest merely. Of course, we left the oddest among all last, he has a pair of giant wings, one that can physically give flight, not just flap around and look cool, and his legs are tentacles. Oh, forgot to mention, he has a hairless triangular face and some other alien features. Resting on him, is an incorporeal raven, floats beside, a blue glowing ball. The woman kneels near a bed, and the man stands before her, near a computer table.

The woman, rises, slightly shaky, gives her hands out, kneels in front of the man. “M’lord, may I introduce. Melissa, a mage and a former dictator. At your service.”

“Rise. A sir will be enough, in aid to blend as well. Are you a mindslaver still? To end what you may teach?” I answered

“I am no longer a mindslaver sir, but I do still hold all my knowledge and abilities in magic, separated from mindslaving powers. I believe I can teach you all, as one, once ascend to mindslaver, do gain magic talent for bonus.” Melissa answered back, rises.

“Then please, teach me, we have some times, but considering we have two planetary powers to take on this year, I believe the faster the better.” As I finish, I do sense a slight shiver from Melissa. I wondered why, then remembered, yeah right, conditional slaves.