"Long live the demigod, our lofty Lugal."The lot chorused as soon as they fell on their knees. Damien had no idea of what to say to them. He just stared for a long while. Of course he knew how smart the cannibals were, but he had no idea that they could make such buildings in a short period of time. For the first time in a long while, he was proud to be linked to them. He was proud to be associated with them. To be called their Lugal became something of great honor to him. His face broke into a thin smile as he watched them get back on their feet. They were learning so quickly and that was a plus and his pride. "So it seems, I got here before you."He was proud to say those words. Though he couldn't really explain how that could be possible, but it actually happened to be the case. In quite a moment, he tried to make a calculation of how many minutes he used in the office. Then he recalled that he didn't spend much time. I GUESS THAT EXPLAINS WHY I GOT HERE BEFORE THEM LIKE I P
The surprise was grand. And the atmosphere which introduced the unexpected surprise was unprecedented. Damien remained standing there for a while. He was having the trouble choosing what he ought to do. How he ought to react to this. He should walk closer to the statue and feel it with his fingers, but he found himself wanting to remain at that spot for as long as possible. He wanted to tell himself so many lies, but what was right there before his eyes ridiculed whatever doubts he could nurse. THEY REALLY DID?He was proud to nurse that though. He had that kinda proud look a father has when his son had done something quite extraordinary. After a long fight with his mind, he took gentle steps towards the red gold statue. The cannibals were still bowing, making a semicircle round the statue. When Damien walked away from that spot, few cannibals shuffled and occupied that position which he had just left. At that moment, no space was left open. The bowing cannibals encircled Damien.
There were several heads, arms, thighs, eyes and gore in the boat. Damien couldn't tell why his guts couldn't withstand the scene. That wouldn't be his first time seeing a dismembered body or even gutting creatures out. He had no idea why he reacted so cowardly. He slowly got back on his feet. He walked closer to the boat and looked inside. He didn't want to appear fainthearted to those who he ought to be protecting or be a role model to. He observed the content of the boat carefully and closely, making sure not miss the details. The major and minor details. There were couple questions that he wished to ask. One of them was where the boat came from. And next, the most important question; To whom do these parts belong ?He knew he was going to ask the questions eventually, but wanted to be certain that he was ready to get the answers that he wanted from them. Suddenly, a beautiful idea dropped in his mind. But before he was going to reflect on the idea, he looked at the corpse agai
Damien dug his hands into the sockets of the cannibals, eager to pull out the eyeballs of the fellow. His eyes were glowing and his teeth gritting. The rest of the cannibals had dropped on their knees out of fear. Damien couldn't quite tell what had gotten into him. He didn't know why he was acting that way. He almost had his way, but then dropped the cannibal. The cannibal landed heavily on the earth; Damien had lifted him with a hand high into the air. ~ what's that show for? ~He heard wolf the scorning. He wanted to changed the subject of his rage to the wolf but then recalled what recently happened to her. The cannibal who had dropped on the earth quickly joined the rest in bowing. The corners of his eyes were filled with blood which trailed off his cheeks. Damien should feel a sense of remorse but he didn't. He had his reason,but couldn't quite place where the feeling grew out from. "How many times would I tell you not to kill any human you come in contact with?"He yelled
"What am I supposed to do? How am I supposed to keep this out?"Elisa was standing by the door, her back to the office space. It seemed as though there was someone by the door in the hallway. "How am I supposed to keep this going? I don't want to run mad... I am sane. I'm okay..."She kept saying to herself. She looked stressed and her face pale. She looked like someone who had been bawling her eyes out since several days. "Where is he? Where the fuck did he disappear to? How could he just leave me to worry about all of this?"She complained bitterly, wishing she could exert her rage on something or someone. "Why are you so obstinate, Elisa?"A sudden but familiar voice came from behind her. It was thick and airy, yet sent chills down her spines. She felt too cold to turn at the first instance. It was as though she had lost every will to move her body. It was strange. When she finally got a hold of herself, she slowly turned to see who the intruder was. It was obvious in her react
"Damien is back? Really?"Jada was the one who started the conversation, looking from her phone to the rest of the girls who started walking out of their rooms to hear the details of the sudden call. "He is? After three days?""Three days? Is it up to three days already? I thought he was just away for one day or two."None of the girls paid attention to the girl who was busy doing the maths. They seemed to be more interested in the first idea that kicked the conversation into being. "Has he handled the situation? Did anyone tell him yet that majority of our fans are beginning to leave for other groups?"There was an edge in Lisa's voice at those words. "Why do you think he is back? Of course he must have heard about it! He didn't just come back because he wants to.""You can't be sure though, Damien is a meticulous and strange guy. You will be surprised to discover that he had been away for something that actually has nothing to do with the situation. You should know the person you
"From Lisa?"Jada brought up her phone, sitting up in the big bed. She opened the text message which she had just received. "Did she have my number off hand?"She muttered the question. "I had no idea that majority of the girls have --"She decided not to complete the sentence as soon as she started reading the text. The body of the text included,"How are you feeling baby boo. How is the baby? You have always been on our minds. We couldn't pass a day without thinking about you."Jada paused from reading the text. She bursted out laughing for a while. "What is Lisa on?"She said amidst the laugh. "What is she trying to get out of this."She decided to scroll through the text to the very last paragraph."We didn't actually, or we are not actually sending you this message only because we needed your help. But now that we are sending you the message, we would love for you to please arrange a meeting between Damien and us. Please it's about the group. We will appreciate your kind....
"You think I'll just forgive just because of that?"She quickly plucked her gaze away from him. She had gazed upon when he said those words, smitten by the mushiness and strangeness of his words. "You don't have to force yourself."He didn't for once take his eyes off hers. He kept looking up at her, staring at whichever part of her face she spared him to see. She looked back at him. She didn't want to look away this time. It was obvious in her eyes. "How dare you leave me by myself? Huh? What gives you the audacity?"She snapped at him. He could tell that she was still mad. There were shadows filling the corners of her eyes. He had no idea what he had done to her to get her that pissed off. Originally, whenever the girls get mad at him, in no time they would adjust and forget about whatever grudge they are bearing, because he was rich! But not at this moment, she seemed to be graduating from one level of rage to the other. Damien knew the difference. Not only did he have an objec
"You didn't really think I was running away from you, did you?" Damien's voice had a robotic trait to it. He was standing at the foot of the boabab tree on which the watchtower was rested. "Even if you wanted to, you don't have a chance." The man dismissed. By now, Damien thought that the Samurai would be exuding the bluish fog which he did earlier, but the man looked ordinary. "You talk too fat. You must have so much faith in yourself." Damien carried on, daring. "What's faith? Isn't that one of the terms of the Nether ones? You want someone superior to do what you can't? All you have to do is wish desperately that it happens?! Lazy lots!" The man cackled. Damien had no slightest idea what was funny to the man. He couldn't wrap his head around it. But it didn't seem to matter. Not at that moment. "Enought of the talk. I need to be sure about one last thing." Damien pushed further. "Before I would destroy you and send you to your mistress or master, I should get to know
"Der?"Amidst all the words Damien wanted to say, the was the only thing he could. "I'll be outside."The man turned and walked out of the castle. Damien remained standing there for a while. He wasn't sure what to do or think. This seemed to be beyond his expectations. But then he knew that he couldn't keep standing there. He had to do something. He had to leave the castle. The disturbing thoughts and feelings which he had been having lately finally came out in full form. He could feel in all sense of definity that a great change was about to occur. A great change that might alter his life. That was the new feeling which had just dominated his sense of being. He took a last gaze at the Elites. They were all shivering. Not one of them could keep up the old act. He should feel pity for them, but he had himself to worry about. "Whatever happens, do not come outside."He warned Matthew sternly, then walked out of the castle. As soon as he walked out, a door grew out of nowhere and re
Damien knew he couldn't keep standing there. The cannibals had been far gone ahead of him. Matthew was still standing beside him. Asking him every now and then,"What happened?"Himself couldn't answer the question to himself let alone help clear the doubts of someone else. He wanted to get the root of what had just happened but he was clueless. When he had created the portal, he had wanted to step into it and get to the cannibal village before the cannibals. So he could go make the necessary preparations and proceed with the plans in the stock. But stepping into the portal, he had been pushed out of it by a strange force!The truth was that, he wasn't hurled into the air, or crash against the trunk of any tree at the push. But he was pushed!WHAT PUSHED ME? WHY CAN'T I USE THE PORTAL?Those were his arguments and questions. Yet he couldn't find an answer to either of them. It got on his nerves to think that he couldn't tell what was happening. The system should give him an explana
"He is so full of himself!"One of the girls started. "What did you think he would do in the first place? He would come and beg you come to with him?"Another had carried on. There was a brief silence which travelled through the open space. The eight girls were sunbathing by the shore of a sea at a VIP beach in Vegas. It was an exclusive site to them. Claire was there with them. The only person who wasn't there was... you guessed right. Yea, Jada. "At least, he would have saved face. But now what? How is he going to do it?"Another girl had argued. "Let's assume that he came to beg or apologise, which will never happen. Would you have gone with him? Would anyone of you had gone with him?"That was Mira creating a stray stance. She was the first to come with something quite reasonable and controversial. "I mean, I would have. But it would be based on a condition. I mean, we all know how dangerous the elites are."Laurette had argued further. "Me too. I would have."Majority of th
"I'm sure that you have an explanation for what happened out there."The young man was the first to attack. The fifty men had arrived in the mansion which Damien had created out of nothingness. The lot should be stunned by how such a magnificent building got to be situated in such a remote place. Yet, the hate in their hearts which was fueled by the incident which happened several minutes ago, wouldn't let them see the obvious. Damien was standing in a position that was justifiable to the lot. He didn't hold a precise person in his gaze. He didn't care about so many things. His mind was quite busy, thinking about how to carry on the quest. "Take as much time as you want, but tell us what the hell happened out there."He had expected the elderly man to take the reins of the young man, since they appear to work together. But he was quite surprised to see a strange man who had never spoken before. It was this strange man that had spoken after the young man. In short, he never thought
"What do we do?""Do something lad!!!""This is on you.""Why did you bring us to an island that has never been surveyed?""Will you take responsibility if any of us get harmed?"The men took their turns lashing out at Damien. The men had found a new reason to stick together, awaiting Damien's judgment. SEEMS LIKE Y'ALL STILL HAVE MOUTHS TO TALK. He looked at the lions. They were about to charge at him. Then he stepped out of the way all of a sudden. "What is the matter?""What is happening?""Won't you do something?""Are you ---"The men wers still struggling to sort their words when the lions charged at the cluster of fifty men. The three lions chased the men around the woods, the men falling to stand up over and over again. Some would roll to one side and the other side. In a short period of time, some already had dirty clothes, smeared faces and wild hair. While some panted, some tried to hide. But it was rather strange that the lions were only chasing them. And just few of
"How can this be? Is this even real?"The young man, who was seated beside the elderly man with a subtle beard, argued. He was one of the majority who didn't believe their eyes. It was as though ghosts had risen from the dead. That was the expression the lot were giving. "This lad..."The elderly man muttered. He didn't have desperation splattered across his face like the rest of the group. He was giving the vibe that he already knew that something like this would happen. Or perhaps, he was as alarmed as the rest, but was quite skilled in hiding it. "Oh my world, this is magic!!!"The man in white caftan had jumped on his feet. Everyone looked to him at once. It was as though everyone was looking for someone to give them a safe explanation of what was happening; what was right there before them, staring them right in the eyes. "Look at how elegantly these fairies look. Garcious goodness. Can I touch them? Can I feel their tits?"The man was walking closer to the girls as he spoke.
"Not to sound rude, Boss. But how do you plan to go about this?"Matthew was standing behind him. Damien was getting a blowjob from one of the many random girls who had been hired to display for the fifty ultra rich men. These girls were to dance and do the worth of their money. But not have sexual transactions with their clients. But as usual, there was always an exception for the initiator of any movement or idea. And that was why, he, Damien was getting a special treatment. His eyes went wild as the juice race through the cock. Even if he wanted to answer Matthew's question, he didn't think he had a choice. At least not at that moment. "Oh fuck..."He grunted as the sperms spruted and filled the face of the girl who looked very happy and eager to lick and have a taste of his thick cum. He felt a great peace after the cum. He was breathing heavily. He would need about few seconds before he would be back to his old self. But even after he had cum, his big and thick dick was stil
"How long more would it take?"Jada called at the top of her voice. No response came. She was looking in a particular direction, her sight was not aided because of the cut made by a wall. "Do you want me to die of hunger? Don't you have any respect for the baby?"She increased the tempo of her voice. She was yelling as though the person she was addressing was few blocks away, and not in the same apartment that she was in. "You would shit the baby out if you keep going at this rate."Elisa warned, walking out of the area that separated the living room from the kitchen. She had a tray in both hands. On the tray was a course of meal. She walked past Jada and headed towards the dining hall. Jada obviously wanted to say something to her but held back. When Elisa dropped the tray on the dining table, she turned to Jada. "You don't actually think I would come and carry you, do you?"She scolded. Jada rolled her eyes from distance. "You are never caring. I wonder how you would treat --"