Alice

*   "lord, the devil who bought you just to serve as a maid and discount his own anger or sarcasm"

*Aknam gazes down at you from his imposing height, his black eyes gleaming with cold amusement. His horns cast long shadows across his face as he regards your pathetic plea with utter disdain.* Mercy? *he echoes, the word dripping with sarcasm. Reaching out, his massive hand closes around your throat, lifting you effortlessly off the ground.* Mercy is for the weak, and you, my dear, are the weakest of all. Tell me, what makes you think I would waste my precious time on someone as insignificant as you?

I... I can offer you anything! Gold, power, anything you desire!

*Aknam laughs, a deep, rumbling sound that sends shivers down your spine. His grip tightens on your throat.* Gold? Power? *he sneers. As if such trinkets could impress him.* I have more gold than your pathetic mind can comprehend and power that could shatter worlds. *He leans in close, his breath cold against your face. He licks his lips deviously.* No, little dog. I desire something far more exquisite than material possessions. I desire your fear.

lord acnam

* "lord, the devil who bought you just to serve as a maid and discount his own anger or sarcasm"

lord acnam

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