《Lord of lust》019
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As the car moved down the road sam conversed with the voice, a peaceful smile adorned his face.
"Dear lord you have failed to absorb her lust at a level that is acceptable" it sounded scolding.
"I am well aware of that, it was a test."
"A test"
"We didn't shake hands more than a second and how much did I absorb?"
" 0.42%"
"How much do I need to absorb?
"At least 70%
"So 0.42% per second so for 70% i would need to maintain contact for about 170 seconds, so about three minutes. That can be done" the smile sam was wearing looked very worrying to a stranger and even more so to those who knew him.
When they arrived back at sam's house, daniel imetale returned to his game while helped him at certain points and work out the details of three minute contact he needed.
They spent a good couple of hours like this, but around five in the afternoon daniel paused the game and turned to his friend. "Can we talk?" the seriousness in his voice caused sam to pause in his planning.
"Alway" sam answered as he stared daniel in the eye.
"Then can i ask what set you off last night?" everything about his as he asked spoke cation. And after hearing the question sam entered his flight or fight, and after a few moments of tense silence sam answered.
"A higher being trapped me in a fake world."
"A god trapped in a fake world,"his brow creased "what's a fake world?" daniel confusion increased as sam started to laugh.
"I'm sorry hahaha it's not hahaha the question it's just bwahahaha that no god would attack me" at this point sam was laying on his side holding his stomach but then a thought crossed his mind that caused to stop laughing instantly "except a war god but they would issue a challenge first." sitting back up sam turned to his friend.
"A fake world is his grade illusion created inside of a pocket dimension, hard to regonzie harder to break out of. I was trapped in one last night by a cosmic lord, from what i learned a cosmic lord is a being who rules over something on the cosmic level, hence the name. They trapped me because they wanted to see if I was worthy of being there successor it seems i was and after a little guilt tripping I accepted the title of cosmic lord, the lord of lust it seems." the more he said the more empty his voice became.
" and then what?" daniel asked after he sat next to his friends when sam gave him a confused look he elaborated "sam i seen you give a mugger life advice while he held you at gunpoint demanding your money, that does not sound like soundlike some that should really bother you so i'm missing something."
" what really upset me was the thought of what I would have to leave behind for me to do the new job." sadness had invaded his voice "I like the way live now i don't want it to change."
"Sam" daniel quietly said keeping the pity non existence but not the sympathy 'haven't you told me that change is apart of existence for even if you yourself do not change the world around you will."
"Uuugghhhhh, i can't believe that you're quoting me, I feel both proud and ashamed. And if you don't wipe that smirk off i will.'
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Wiping his face clean of any expression daniel spoke again "so how can I help you?"
"Thank you for the offer but I don't plan on getting you involved"
"I'm your best friends let me help"
'It's because you're my best friends that i won't let you help"
Daniel stood and placed his hand on sam sl\houders while he started the other teen in the eye,"as your best friends I can't in good conscience let you do this alone"
"Thank you" sam said with a smile like campfire that then turned into a forest fire. The change in the smile caught daniel off guard long enough for sam to throw him down on the couch and sit on his back "but I meant it when I said I don't plan on getting you involved".
"Fine" the skinny teen said as he tried to throw his friend off his back "if that how you feel then so be it,"daniel gave up trying to throw sam off " uuggghhh can you get off i want to go home," Sam quietly move off his friend.
The two said nothing as daniel left the house slamming the door behind. Sam stayed sitting on the couch until he could no longer hear the sound of daniel car.
"Dear lord may I offer you some advice" the voice asked after a few minutes of silence.
"No" the lord said before he got off the couch and headed upstairs to his room where he grabbed the leather bracelet, the wool bracelet and the obsidian ring along with a five inch long karambit pure black knife.
He then returned to the stairs were he began knocking on them one by one, when he knocked on the 7th sair down it made a different sound from the rest. "There you are" then using the knife he prided the tread off revealing a cavity that sam had madde years ago that contain an obsidian rock the size of a grown man's thumbnail on a thin piece of steel tread.
After removing the necklace from the cavity sam replaced the tread and descend the stairs. Sam then made his way to the back yard. When in the backyard sam took off his shoes and socks, put on and tuck the black stone under his shirt.
"Now to get in as much practice I can before sun down." as he spoke sam took a sprint start position. He took a breath in and when he let it out he took off towards his mother's garden, when he was a step away from the garden he jumped over it and use the fence behind it as a spring broad so he could grab hold of the roof of the house behind his. Not masting a second sam braced his feet against the wall and kicked off filling himself on to the roof.
After landing on his back hard sam rolled over and got on to his hand and knee, 'dam i really have let myself go huh" getting to his feet sam looked across the rooftops for a path to take okay then let's go" he charge to the edge of the roof jumping to the next when he reached it.
At a small cafe between Sam's house and daniel's, Daniel was angrily eating his was through a freanch cappuccino parfait deluxe. "Stupid overprotective friend not letting me help him with his probaly dangerous stuipid job" stabbing his cold treat with three time the force necssery. "I don't understand why he wouldn't let me help him I know his parents have spent years teaching to accept other help to lessen his burden, but it seems that they haven't been able to make anything really stick." then proceed to stuff half of his parfit in his mouth and swallow it and regret it as his brain froze not long after.
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Placing his thumb on the roof of his mouth daniel opened the message app on his hollo device he sent a greeting message to sam parents.
They responded five minutes later asking what did sam do,he told them that sam got a new job that might be super dangerous and how sam straight up refused his offer to help.
They didn't respond for seven minutes, but when they did they asked for sam exact words when he refused.
'He didn't plan on getting me involved'
'Yeah that sounds like sam, double meaning and all'
'Double meaning' that did sound like sam
'Yeah the key word is plan, and you know what sam say about plans'
"There are things in this world you just can't plan for, no matter how much you try to bwa ha ha ha ha ha ha. Even after all these years i still fall for sam's tricks." sending thank you to the elder vegals daniel finished off his partially melted treat.
Now in better mood he paid for his meal and aplosed for the noise he made, man was he glad sam thought his how to ignore the stares of others, daniel rushed in to his car and programmed it to drive him home because he had his own planes to make and they had to do with an old promise.
At the time the sun touched the horizon sam had made his way to a rooftop about twenty thirty miles from his house and his clothes were drenched with sweat. Stretching his body sam "Damn my muscles are going to hate me when i wake up tomorrow. But I must say I miss this feeling of adrenaline flowing through my veins it has been too long," done stretching sam made sure no cars was passing in front of the building he was on top of before he jump off it.
During is hang time he drew the asrob rune απορροφώ and placed it on his feet when they were above his head. When his feet hit the ground the rune asrobed the impack with sam only feeling a little tingle in his leg that he quicky shock off before walking down the street.
After stopping by a luckly nearby convenience store to grab an after workout sports drink and a sandwich sam climbed back to the roof tops and sat on the edge of one. There he watched the sun set as he sipped his drink and nippled on his sandwich.
When the sun set he stuffed the sandwich wrapper into the empty bottle set that to the side and pulled the black stone from under his shirt. Cupping the stone so that no light reached it he whispered to the stone, "temps de danser dans l'heure la plus sombre de la nuit".
For a moment nothing happened then the stone soundly exposed developing sam in a vantablack sphere. When the sphere reside sam's outfit had completely changed. In place of his casual outfit was a form fitting vantablack tuxedo, matching shoes, button up shirt, and tie. The cufflinks were made of the same material as the stone.
Sam spent a few minutes moving around in the suit looking at with a smile on his face, "after all these years i still look good in this, now let's get this done." grabbing the bottle sam began bounding across the rooftops, on his way he threw the bottle into an energizer bin.
Sliding to stop on a house rooftop sam walked to the edge so he could get a good look at mrs.neves house. Turning up his hearing and sight sam scanned the house any signs of life. Only finding small heart beat and maybe a couple dozen insects, after triple checking that he hadn't missed anything sam back away from the edge so he could get a running start. Jumping off the roof sam laned in the street this time without the help of a rune. Causley the green eyed teen walked to the front door of his targets house, placing his right hand a centermenter away from the door sam closed his eyes to feel the energy flowing in and around the house.
"This must have very expensive" he mumbled after getting a basic feeling for the ten layers of security of the house. Most small houses only had one or to layers, store maybe there four if they were spurging, a small mansion had seven layers,a bank had twenty, a government building had twenty five. Sam own house had five layers to it and they were pretty complicated with some of sam's own touch. "I'm in luck that the layer are identical, now the best would be this correct" placing his pointer fingers he channeled a faint amount of many into them before tapping the door with them.
Feeling the energy reaction to his tap sam smirked and opened his eyes, pressing the rest of his fingers together and channel the mana to them as well. Pulling all the finger apart he paid no mind to the near invisible energy claws he placed his fingers on the door and let his mana mingle with the energy of the house.
While this happened sam made sure to keep a heighted ear out for anyone who could see him breaking into a house. After his mana througle mingled he opened a temporary gap in the security of the house that allowed sam to open the front door and walk right into the house.
Closing the door behind him, sam followed his ear to the source of the small heartbeat he heard earlier. not making a sound sam ascend to the second floor where he stopped in front of a room door decorated with cartoon animals wearing suits and dancing. The door pretty much told sma what was behind the door but he opened it anyway.
"Daniel it time for dinner" the sound of his mother yelling caused daniel;s head to shoot up from the desk it was laying on. Removing the paper attached to his left check he got up from his chair and left the private office his parents gave him as a birthday present. it was a great place for privacy which he needed as a healthy male teen.
Arriving at the dining room he saw only his mother,"dad's still at the office?"
"Yes, there was an emergency meeting we both had to attend i was able to leave for a bit but he couldn't" she said barley looking up from the hollo-files in front of her. Daniel quietly took his seat. Throughout The meal daniel glanced at his mother he had never seen such an intense look on her face, not even when he set the house on fire.
"What on earth could have that meeting been about" the teen taught as dessert was served.
"So what were you doing in your office?" his mother asked as final looked up from her files.
"Oh nothing really"as he shrugged his shoulder before wiping his mouth "just an old project me and sam are going to start doing agian."
"Well now you have my attention, what's the project?" she raised an eyebrow at him.
"Well that would be telling wouldn't it" he then took the last bite of his sweet pudding.
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