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Chapter 8 by Syloren Syloren

His eyes are...

Hypnotic

"Are you...ah...?"

You try to ask a question but his eyes... They're so entrancing, as if you're falling into them. His gaze is disarming, enchanting even. You feel your attitude, even the sentence you were trying to say just melting away into nothing.

He stands up from his throne and approaches you, cape trailing behind. As he does something in your head screams - you're in danger, you need to run! But for some reason you can't, your fingers twitch but you just can't seem to make your legs move as he approaches. As he moves closer his lips curl into a smile.

"Everyone that has entered this room was powerless before me until now." He grabs you lightly by the chin, stroking your cheek with a finger as he does. You can feel yourself vibrating with anger but you still can't quite make yourself move.

"But impressive will or not, you will serve." He opens his mouth wide, baring a pair of fangs. You gasp as he bites into your neck, fidgeting in his grip. A new feeling starts to overcome you...

The Feeling is...

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