"He might have a chance at joining us but... why! Why do I have to do this? I never asked for it. All because of your mistake Hodrid I have to pay for it. Why don't you?"

The female, Elizabeth was pounding her hands on the wall of the house and sat down almost crying. A few teardrops dripped down her face before being released from the land known as Elizabeth's face. The image she was carrying out was straight out of a drama movie.

Elizabeth looked down on the ground where the tears were coming together a single whole and smirked. The smirk wasn't one of happiness or anything close to it. Rather it was the smirk most people make before exploding.

She wiped her face of any of the tears still on and exploded. All of her sadness switched up and turned into anger.

Her veins popped out half-way and her face turned completely red without any of her normal color, a pale version of a vanilla latte remaining. Squinting, someone could see heat waves on emitting from the ground and steam from Elizabeth's head.

She stood up from where she was sitting, the corner, and entered the kitchen and grabbed a silver knife that was almost as long as a machete and began walking towards the collapsed body of Shen Zuobi.

Elizabeth looked at him with a face that only a mother could love and grabbed the knife with both hands facing it downwards.

She aimed the knife at his heart and was striking down at more than 15 mile per hour and was about to achieve her goal until she stopped herself just about a centimeter away from stabbing Shen Zuobi.

Shen Zuobi's body subconsciously began sweating as though it knew what was going on.

Elizabeth looked at Shen Zuobi and clicked her tongue before throwing the knife away and sitting down butt flat on the ground.

She put her face down and said to the unconscious body, "Why do I have to be with you? Why not someone handsome? How dare they gave me someone so ugly... stupid Hodrid."

Shen Zuobi was called ugly even though he was actually pretty good looking, at least back on Earth. Out of 10 people he would be in the top 3 best looking but in Elizabeth's eye he looked like the ugliest person to ever live meaning her standards involving looks were pretty high.

"I should kill you, you know that? It's all your fault that I'm here. Why can't I kill you? You are hideous to look at. You should deserve to die just from your looks not to mention your actions."

Elizabeth began asking Shen Zuobi questions and answered them by herself as though she was having an actually conversation with him and he was replying.

She kept talking for about 45 minutes until she stopped and stood up. She wiped off the non-excistence dust on the bottom of her skirt and then went on to rub her hands together to get the non-existence dust on her hands.

She looked at him one last time before chuckling in a creepy way and picked up the knife. Elizabeth looked back and forth between the knife and Shen Zuobi until began walking toward the kitchen.

Elizabeth put the knife back where it came from and began cooking some food for herself. She looked at Shen Zuobi's body and starting having a conversation with it once again.

"You want to eat as well? Hahaha you don't deserve to eat with me. Well too bad, I would never eat with you even if I was to be murdered."

Although she hated Shen Zuobi and all that, she made an extra serving of food for Shen Zuobi without realizing it as though it was in her genes to do so. Although her thoughts were evil, her heart was kind and pure.

Even if Elizabeth was to be really serious about wanting to kill Shen Zuobi, her heart would prevent her from doing so. Before, she just did it out of anger and not for any actually reason.

She put both servings of seasoned pork ribs on opposite sides of the table next to the kitchen and went back to the kitchen and began cooking side dishes to go along with the ribs. She began cooking rice, chicken noodle soup, chow mein, twice cooked pork, congee, and some dumplings.

Elizabeth looked at the dishes and felt like cursing but restrained herself from doing so. She noticed that all she cooked was chinese food for Shen Zuobi. Although she didn't hate chinese food, she still preferred to eat western food.

"Why did I only cook Earthen dishes? Maybe I should cook some food from Zyorgal. They taste amazing anyway."

So to make up for all the chinese food dishes, she began cooking some western dishes and some unknown dishes from another world called Zyorgal.

Elizabeth took all of the dishes she just made and put it on the table. She looked at the table full of food and began shaking her head in frustration.

Elizabeth just realized that she cooked two servings of everything dish she just made. One for her and another for Shen Zuobi. Her whole body began to shake after unknowingly did what she just did.

"I'm just going to throw his servings away." Elizabeth reached both of her hands to two different dishes and was about to grab them and throw them away when she sighed and stopped herself. "Cooked all of this food, can't just put them to waste. Guess I'll have to feed this useless human. The effect should be gone in ten minutes. Might as well begin eating without him."

And that was exactly what she did. Elizabeth sat down on her side of the table and began eating the dishes. Even though she called them side dishes, most of them would be considered as main dishes by regular people.

She began eating. Every second that past a dish would fly up in the air with food in it Anne when it landed back on the ground, it had nothing on it.

Elizabeth herself couldn't be seen by a normal person's eyes either. She looked as though she was put even sitting on the table or more so she wasn't even there. Her body was moving to quick for a normal person's brain to perceive.

Almost no time has past, she already ate all of the dishes on the table including Shen Zuobi's serving and only left the seasoned pork ribs and a bowl of rice for him. Her stomach slightly rumbled.

Elizabeth sighed because she ate little food and began washing the empty plates except this time, in regular speed. Although she cooked for two people, she forgot to count in the fact that she wasn't a person.

20 minutes later and Elizabeth noticed that Shen Zuobi still didn't wake up.

"He is way too lazy. Sheesh, do I need to do this myself?" Elizabeth was beginning to feel annoyed by the amount of time Shen Zuobi was spending unconscious. A single vein on Elizabeth's forehead popped out.

Elizabeth stood up from her seat and grabbed a pot from a shelf located in the kitchen and filled it up with water.

She began walking towards Shen Zuobi and every step sounded like it was straight from a horror movie. The water from the pot spilled a tiny bit each step indicating how much force were in them.

Elizabeth got to where Shen Zuobi was, the living room, and swung the pot backward and was about to swing it forward to release the water inside.

Just as she was about to do the mischievous act she concocted, Shen Zuobi woke up from his forced rest.

Elizabeth noticed at the last moment and tried to stop herself from completing the action but it was a bit too late.

Shen Zuobi on the other hand just woke up and was about to stand up off the ground but before he even realized it, a big splash of water charged into his face and the rest of the upper part of his body.

At that moment, Shen Zuobi came to a huge realization. He could feel the wetness on his face and clothes.

'First of all how? Second of all why?'

Of course these two questions were for two different things. First he wasn't confuse on how he could feel the wetness despite the place not being the real world. This question wasn't as important because he remembered how he, before he past out, felt cold, hot, and pain.

The next question was more important in Shen Zuobi's mind. Why would this person splash water at him despite knowing that he was already awake?

Shen Zuobi stared at Elizabeth's body moving away from him and entering into a different room. He just kept blinking in confusion.

A minute passed and Elizabeth came back into the living room and threw something towards Shena Zuobi. Not knowing what it was, Shen Zuobi caught it and stared at Elizabeth.

Elizabeth walked up to the table and sat down. "Use it."

Shen Zuobi finally looked at whatever was thrown at him. It was a glass ball. The glass ball had two colors, blue, and green. Both colors moved all around the ball as though they were living.

The more Shen Zuobi stared at the ball, the more he was intrigued. The ball wasn't anything over-exagerated but it still seemed very mythical and was emitting purple streaks of light. Shen Zuobi noticed that something disappeared.

He turned to Elizabeth but she was still there. He looked around the whole place and everything was still normal.

'What disappeared?'

Shen Zuobi was confused and turned his head back down in order to look at the ball. While he was doing so he noticed that all there was something different about his shirt. It was dry.

'That's what disappeared!' Shen Zuobi was in shock because he didn't even noticed it happen. He began looking back and forth between the ball and Elizabeth.

Elizabeth, for a mere second, just a mere second, smirked before looking bored again. She was thinking in her head, 'He looks so idiotic at this. Wait. Didn't I do that minutes ago. Good thing he wasn't awake.'

Shen Zuobi stopped turning to the ball and stared with intensity in his eyes. He was looking straight at Elizabeth as though he was trying to pierce into her soul.

"H—how in... the world did you do... that?"

Shen Zuobi pointed at his clothes.

Elizabeth looked at him without replying. Shen Zuobi thought that she wasn't going to answer his question and began staring at the glass ball but a few moments he heard the angelic voice speaking to him once again.

"I didn't do it, the ball did."

"Um... the ball?"

"Yeah, the ball."

Shen Zuobi was tempted to stare at the ball for the rest of his life and find out its secret but instead, he kept looking at Elizabeth.

Even though she caused the problem, she did solve it so Shen Zuobi was ready to thank her.

"Thank you um..."

"Ru Al Ariadne Nobity Es Togartho Xioma the 87th."

"Ru.. Al... Ariadne..."

"Just call me Elizabeth.

"Oh... thank you very much Elizabeth for providing me with this ball."

"No need for thanks. It was my fault to begin with."

Elizabeth. Shen Zuobi was wondering how Elizabeth could come from her long name. It sounded nothing similar to her actual name.

'She sounds like nobility.'

Elizabeth stood up from her seat and walked toward Shen Zuobi. At the same moment, Shen Zuobi was sweating from his face, back, front, outside, inside, under, over, basically everywhere.

She kept walking until she was standing right in front of the sitting Shen Zuobi. She reached her hands towards him.

'What is she doing! How is she doing this? This pressure, almost like it's coming from a demon'

Shen Zuobi closed his eyes and was shivering everywhere. Even his hair where shivering. His hands couldn't hold it any longer and dropped the ball. Shen Zuobi expected to hear it shatter but instead he heard almost nothing.

He stopped sweating by a tiny amount and with all the strength he could muster, he began to open his eyes.

By the time he finished, he saw that Elizabeth was sitting on the table once again but this time with the glass ball. It was as though he was being freed from the shackles of hell when Shen Zuobi finally stopped shivering and sweating.

When he saw Elizabeth rolling the ball around the table, Shen Zuobi almost instinctly sweated again.

"Come sit over here.," Elizabeth told Shen Zuobi while staring at the ball.

"Eee!"

Shen Zuobi made a strange noise as he heard those words being spoken in slow motion and the pressure which was previously released began growing again.

"Yes ma'am."

"Don't say that, I'm not old. I'm only 1285 years young this year."

'That's old as hell.' Of course Shen Zuobi didn't say it out loud. He could only listen to what she whatever she told him. "Yes ma... I mean... Elizabeth."

"Hm... a little better."

Shen Zuobi got up even though it took a while because he felt as though he was carrying tons of weights on his shoulders. He slowly began walking towards the table and when he got there, he stood up straight and stiff as though he was a soldier.

"Sit." Shen Zuobi knew that Elizabeth didn't yell but that one single word sounded louder than yelling through a megaphone.

"Eee!"