45 A Mysterious Stranger (1/2)
Deep within an underground cave, on another planet, a man was on his back with throngs of woman all around him. He was enjoying himself in a most delightful debauchery of skin and carnal pleasures.
He himself was not the most handsome man, but the position that he'd earned was one that many would be willing to do anything for. Plus he was a lowlife that had sunk to such lows to accomplish his own goals.
At the same time that he was about to indulge in a tawny-skinned young woman, a painful sensation surged into his mind. Prompting him to throw the woman that was on top of him to the side.
The sinful room that he'd created for himself at the moment was just a distraction at the moment. A grave look took over his once smiling face. Now he was quickly moving off the bed full of woman and towards a robe that was hanging on a chair.
He didn't even cast a glance at the bed of woman that we're still indulging in sinful acts of pleasure and seduction. Stepping forward he hurried his way to the door, throwing it open another woman appeared.
Her face was a mask of indifference and her inky black hair was neat and tidy, she wore a suit that was pressed and elegant, a pair of glasses rested on her nose. Her features were very sharp and angular, she was an icy beauty with an expressionless face. Although she gave off a chilling vibe she held out a glowing white tablet to the man.
”Her soul's perished!” He growled as he made a couple quick lines on the glowing stone before they began to walk forward.
”Indeed, I've lost the signature of her soul. It would appear that it had dissipated, although, I don't think it's because of time. It's already been a couple hundred years but even so, she was strong in will.” The chilling beauty replied.
”Yes, that infernal woman always was bullheaded, but that's why we'd corrupted her soul that she wouldn't be able to talk to anyone and she'd be prone to kill them.” He snaps and they head out of the hallways they're in and into a glossy white room, that lead to a statue.
”Yes, my lord,” she ascended as she quickly followed behind the man. Although, she had her own thoughts about this man. But she did her duty as was asked of her by her Goddess. The woman that she would give her life for in an instant.
”I wish to know what happened to her, we must dispatch a team to find out what happened to her and just who it was that she ran into that could free her soul from imprisoned!” He growled his fist curling up.
They approached the statue of the woman, she was indeed very beautiful even her likeness that was carved out of white marble, could entrance someone with just a meer look.
Throwing his rob back, he got to his hands and knees and began to pray to the woman. His voice spoke in a language that was made up of sounds and chimes.