In a matter of seconds, Vuke had heard what seemed like a mantra of words, as the collusion of voices buzzed in his head.
Even so he was sure of this: seven voices there were seven voices. Each different in tone, warmth, vileness, innocence, caution and cold chill.
Shit seven females, each with such powerful aura it seemed unfathomable. Were they immortals?
Shit, shit, shit. .. This just had to happen when he'd just woken up and paved his path to freedom and power.
Holikinesses shitness!!!!
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He was fine. Alive, being fed and fine. He was even given his own place to sleep. So of course he was fine.
Hell!!,he wasn't fine. This shitty consolation psychology did nothing to ease his raging heart. Who kept a human in a cave for goodness sake.
I have rights you know.. Except he had lost them in his previous life.
But then again who fed a grown ass man, a few chops of meat once in a day and expected him to feel satisfied.
He had been under constant pressure and hunger. Pressure because he was not sure yet what these powerful women wanted with him.
Thankfully they'd asked nothing of him yet.
But he knew better than to believe he was okay or safe, after all he had a complete core now.
Not only capable of reproduction but also capable enough to power up a female.
His hyperventilation came to an end as the bars of his cell was banged several times. That was how they woke him up now.
What they did not know was he was not asleep. He'd been unable to do so since traversing this world and being captured and kept like this. Who the hell slept in peace after being locked up? Huh!!?
Get ready the mistresses asked for you.
Get ready? Get what ready? What was there to get ready with? Please just let me be. What do they wish to do with me now.
He had never been a male with a full core. The previous owner was only useful for his ability to aid in reproduction.
He'd be used and tossed aside by the various females in hopes of producing a male or better still a strong female.
He watched carefully as he trailed behind the female guard, ebbing the route into memory for once he decided to escape.
He knew he would. He had to. He was not going to spend another life being a baby maker, or whatever power up engine the females used full cored males for.