18 Forced Deal (1/2)

”Do you want to see your mother again?”

As Jenkins expected, the tornados around the clenched talon dispersed. Marss remembered how his mother turned into crystal dust. Finding such an end too strange if thought about.

.....

The two looked at each other silently.

”You understand what I say, right kid?”

Marss looked at the unreadable redhead. Thinking over what was said.

”yOu bEtTEr sTaRT SPeAKiNg” The deep and broken voice was heard by Jenkins. It made him smile on the inside.

”How about we make a deal....Marss, right?” The invisible smile could be felt but not seen. Even Marss felt the confidence laying in each word leaking out. A confidence built on top of the newly earned victory.

He had lost. However, even a loss could become a victory if used correctly.

”.....COntInuE”

Jenkins let out a small chuckle. The red hair shook a little as he looked up at the big kitty.

”Easy, you see this purple ball? Well, it's called a dungeon core. As it contains QUITE the large amount of magic essence, and I being a great magician, creating a contract seal should't be too hard soo...” He stratched his sharp chin with the remaining hand. Pretending to be in deep thought.

”GhET tO THHe poInt!” Marss impatiently barked lightly, yet still causing the hallway to shake a little. All while his body retracted some of it's feathers.

”Ok Ok! No need to get grumpy. Yes, A contract! Let's set some fair condition. Just a second...”

Jenkins placed his remaining arm on the orb. It switched color from purple to white. Shooting out a flaming white piece if paper.

”First, we will from now on, help each other out. Having a similar relationship as two good buddies. No unnecessary battles where both of us lose out.”

”Second, we will share every 'Necessary secret' we are In store of. Like system status and such. No need to hide anything between good brothers, am I right?” The mellow voice passed through every rectracring piece of armor. Not totally agreeing, but not refusing anything yet.

”Lastly, we will help each other achieve both our goals. I will always help you when you are in trouble and vise versa!” Placing his hand on his hip, as if standing on the tip of a mountain as he looked down at the clouds.

”Yes, also, all actions have to be discussed properly. If one party is not swayed by the presented arguments, the plans in making may be seen as invalid. So we won't start anything difficult. You can refuse almost all requests I make! Sweet, right?

Jenkins smuggly smiled at the silent Marss. His alluring feminine features could entrance any easily fooled man. But for Marss, he seemed no different than an evil demoness as the man ended with his last sentence.

”How does this sound, kiddo?”

...

Marss heard and registered everything. Feeling like this was some really good swindle.

His body grew smaller. Most of it restored itself back to something more humanoid, looking like half-man/half-harpy.

”first, you HavE to tEll mE yOuR goal.”

”Ah, yes....that...Well, you see... Due to some certain circumstances, I plan on turning like let's say...ten precent of this universe into something resembling a burnt chicken nugget. Now, Now, I know this may sound bad, but it's for a good cause.”

As he spoke, another, identical voice was playing in his mind.

'Being able to break the 'Soul Spike' told me everything. You possess an immunity towards brainwashing, right? Then forget about ever being able to live a normal life. 'THEY' would never allow such an existence. Our plan's almost certainly align as your fate must be cursed. Cursed like my own.”

Marss was planning on refusing. Trying to negotiate some better terms as he slowly crushed every bone in this guy's body.

However, something suddenly felt different. It was akin to when he spoke to that voice in his head. It was as if it told him to accept the offer, causing a slight mental battle to happen inside his head.

As the slight struggle continued for a second, he felt his will be overpowered and an unwilling answer escaped his mouth.

”I...I accept your c..conDiTionS!”

As these word came into existence, The white piece of paper shot out two burning collars towards both the figures.