“You’re good at massages…..”
I responded. A few minutes had passed since I entered inside, a smile growing on my face at the thought of what expressions the servants outside would make at the fact that their dear master was on my back massaging me.
“I used to do them for my brother….”
Trisa replied, no doubt a fond smile gracing her face to which I continued with the path I was slowly creating.
“Oh? you have a brother?”
I asked with a nonchalant voice to which she replied.
“I do he’s actually close to your age. When he was young, his body was a bit brittle, and I used to give him massages to make him feel better.”
As she spoke so, I could feel the rhythm of her massage changing a bit, her hands lovingly grazing all around my shoulders.
“So, is he in the academy?”
I asked back.
“No, currently, he is in a place owned by the War Council in training. It would appear he had an unchallenged level of talent, and right now, he is being nurtured to bring the most out of his talent.”
I could pick up the pride in Trisa’s voice as she spoke, she no doubt had a great amount of love and care for her brother.
“You must really love him…..”
I spoke, to which she replied.
“He is my cute little brother after all…..”
Trisa spoke to my words, to which I spoke in a brooding voice.
“If he is as talented as you speak, then he might be a future prospect of a hero that can save this world from its coming calamity.”
These words of mine froze Trisa’s hands, she being as powerful and influential as she is, wouldn’t be null to the growing sense of unease all around the world but that is all she would know. What I want is to give her another picture, one from the Holy child she reveres and worships above all.
One should take into account that for these fanatics I am the words of God itself, a personification of their most powerful belief walking and talking to them. Basically, I am the closest thing to the divinity of Orpheus that walks these lands, one that has never happened before and one they are smart enough to understand will be the only one to ever be.
To these people sitting in the same room as me, breathing the same air as me, or even getting the chance to touch me is an extreme level of privilege. That’s how deep and powerful my presence runs, and when my words are spoken, they will take it as the divine decree and believe to the end of the earth. And that is something I will be using to create my dictation to the world, one that I shall control and command, and in one that I will get out as the hero.
“What is this disaster you speak of?”
Trisa asked in a low tone, her voice as serious as one can get. To this, I helped the hands that were massaging my shoulder, after which I whisked her to me, easily placing her in my lap, as she went with the flow, relishing in my touch and now very shyly blushing at the fact that she was sitting in my divine embrace.
“Hol-Holy child…”
Trisa spoke with a stuttering shy voice, her eyes meeting mine with a meek gaze, now no longer does she look like the perfect older gentle sister that everyone sees but a meek lady who has no experience with men and is extremely shy yet feeling elated even at the chance to sit in my lap.
‘The craziness of the divine and churches fills all the land…..’
Thinking so, I made Trisa look into my eyes, making sure those gentle green eyes were meeting my powerful purple orbs as I started to speak in a husky voice.
“Trisa, you believe in the teaching of life, right?”
My words made her nod her head in a daze, which she quickly shook off and just looked at me with a focused expression, I noticed the blush filling up her ears, which were trembling a bit around.
‘Looks like even she isn’t immune to full frontal hit of my charms….’
“Then listen to me, Trisa, something big and dangerous is heading our way, one that will finally try to put an end to our world and take away everything we love and care for…”
The mention of these words made Trisa serious as she looked at me, these words of the divine bringing fear to her eyes, for anything that I deem can end the world will be able to end the world.
“What is this danger? and shouldn’t we inform the War Council?”
To this question of hers, a melancholic look took over my face as I leaned against the chair, the hand holding her waist tightening up as I just started to look up at the ceiling, the presence of a man holding a lot of pressure and the future appearing like an illusion around me as I started to speak.
“While the situation is one of worry, you are not to fret. I will never let this world fall, and I have been in my pursuit of it ever since I was a child…”
These whispers of my words ended with me slightly speaking forward.
“Ever since I was young, the awakening of my bloodline showed me the path of danger, ones that I cannot speak about to the world for it would be sensed by the enemies and then they shall target my family and everyone I care about. My bloodline keeps me safe, not the ones around me, so due to that, I began my journey to save the world in any way I can…..”
To the gentle Trisa who has a very gentle heart, this story and mentions of mine will surely shake her heart and sprout another level of feelings I wish to employ upon. Heck, even right now I can see her looking at me with some sad eyes. I even went the extra mile of placing the same spell I placed on my aunt Mira on Trisa.
With me coming out as the Holy Child she trusts and respects me 100%, thus allowing her soul to open up to me. Not to mention, with this story, I have displaced her emotions a bit along with the oncoming arrival of disaster, she is in quite the shock overall, along with the fact her body pressing into mine, I slowly placed the same seal I placed on my dear aunt Mira.
And just as the successful trigger sounded out, I directly flooded her entire being with my feelings of extreme pressure and melancholy, and its effects were amazing.
“Hick!”
Trisa jumped in my lap a bit, her eyes widening as she looked at me, seeing so I asked.
“You are okay?”
As I asked with this, my feelings of gentle care and my supreme warm soul of life easily flooded Trisa’s body, to make her understand where I was coming from. And this isn’t Mira who took in all the hits and didn’t cross the line due to her strong will and her not desiring to cross any taboo line, this is Trisa, who already has a lot of worship for me.
‘Huh…..with this, I will have her eating out of my palm in 2 weeks or less’
I can do it in less time, but I have some other things I have to deal with, while I also want to take my sweet time making this woman reach a level where she won’t be able to go without seeing me a single day.
“I-I’m fine….”
Trisa spoke with a little choked-up voice, no doubt having understood where these feelings were coming from and fully immersed in my story.
“Please, continue telling me…”
Trisa said with renewed vigor, seeing so I went back to my position and continued with the melancholic play.
“I understood that I can’t save this world alone. I can’t tell others what I know, but even then I wanted with me people that I could trust, ones I could leave my back to while having the talent to be with me to change the world itself. And then it was my bloodline was leading me, and I found them.”
“The ones in your faction, right?”
Trisa said, to which I just smiled back at her, a feeling of happiness and appreciation of hers flowing towards her. Along with it, I started to send my small like of hers, one of romance to her, a small flame it is now but one that I am sure Trisa understands is within me.
