DING! Ann opened her eyes, staring at an endless darkness. “Where am I?” She growled, trying to move, but her body felt heavy. Each time she tried to take a step, it felt like she was to the neck in mud.

“Hello?” She shouted and then went silent, trying to cast a light spell. She felt the mana leaving her body, but no magic showed up.

“Does anyone hear me?” She screamed again.

“You won’t shut up, will you?” A voice replied to her from the darkness, old and crackling, “You’ve been a real pain, do you know that?”

She smiled. ^This voice, I feel like I heard it before.^

“Show yourself. We need to talk.” She said, “I would love to know what’s happening here,”

Two blue eyes flashed in the darkness, “There is nothing for me to explain to you,” The voice replied, “Starting a mess close to me, you have a real problem, don’t you?”

“Who are you? Show yourself,” Ann called, “I’m sure I’ve heard your voice before.”

From the darkness, an old, wrinkled face with blue eyes, white hair, and a beard stared at her. “You messed up,” He said.

“You old creaking bastard? Cain?” She smiled, “I guess it’s my lucky day.”

Release

PEW! A sharp magic bolt infused with mind control magic flew from her forehead, a last-measure spell she had already precast and stored inside her head as a gem. Even in anti-magic zones, she could still release it.

Thud! The bolt stuck in Cain’s forehead, his head tilted back a bit, then returned to place. “What’s this?” He said, and her face paled.

His eyes burned with disturbing blue flames as he smiled, opening his mouth. His tongue extended outward like a tentacle and pulled the bolt from his forehead, and he swallowed it. .

Ann started sweating as she saw Cain tilt his head with a disgusting smile, “How cute, a mind control spell. What mind are you trying to control?” He giggled.

“What are you?” Ann cried.

“Come on,” Cain laughed, “Tell me, which mind did you try to control?”

At that moment, Ann felt a sharp headache as she unconsciously sensed Cain’s mind.

“Millions, no billions of brains,” She cried, her eyes almost popping.

“Cute, isn’t it?” Cain looked at her, “I’m not someone the likes of you can control. I find it hard to find a match to me, even if I’m the one trying to make them.”

“I said what are you!” Ann screamed.

“ME?” Cain looked at her, “Now that’s the next level of rude, don’t you know? Everyone should know when they think deeply about it. It’s a cosmic rule that I set.”

Ann’s face grew paler, “Absolute Omnipotent.” She mumbled.

“See, you know.” He tilted his head with a grin, “Your crime is waking me from my slumber, and now you get to pay for it. This is neither heaven nor hell. It’s where I keep those who deserve it for the past and future.”

A ball of light appeared in the ceiling, and Ann’s eyes got blinded for a moment. She’s been in the darkness for so long.

As her vision slowly returned, she realized what she’d been into. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” She screamed, seeing her naked body stuck in a pool of writhing worms. She tried to move but just realized that her ankles were chained to the ground.

“Calm down, you’re a noisy one. Aren’t you?” He giggled.

“Get me out of here! Now!” She cried.

“Don’t worry, death can’t claim you here.” Cain looked at her, “Those worms would eat your body, leaving only your brain, spinal cord, and nerves intact. I will add those to my collection, and you’ll live forever in the hivemind of the collective consciousness.” .𝒎

“GET ME OUT!” She cried as she saw Cain turn around to leave, leaning on his cane and tapping his back. “Ahh, this is a pain.”

“GET ME OUT! GET ME OUT!”

Cain stopped, looking back, “Eat slowly. &%*&￡$&%￡*$.” He recited all the worms’ names at once, “I don’t want you to get stomach ache.”

He left, leaving Ann behind.

Cain opened his eyes, sitting on the chair in his shop. He stood, approaching the window and opening it. He took a deep breath, “What should I wear? I’ve never been a fashion one.”

He looked at the table, a sealed letter with a new seal on it. Baron Arad Orion. And another with the holy seal of the church.

Cain lifted the letter, “The hero ceremony at the church in the capital, and then this?” He lifted the letter, reading the content without opening it.

“Are you going?” His maid approached.

“Of course, I’ll go,” Cain replied, “I have to wack that brat in the head with my cane, getting this old man to move a lot,”

“Exercise is good for your health,” She replied with a smile.

“I hope you’re ready to help me pick something to wear,” He looked at her, “And you better do a good job.”

She smiled, “Would I get a reward if I did a bad job?”

“No,” He replied, and she sighed, sad.

“Fine, you want the fancy one or the normal one?” She asked.

“Something normal,” He replied, “That cheeky Arad, having several weddings in a row instead of a big one. Does he think people can attend for a month? That’s a third of the winter!”

“Merlin’s heater is working, so the cold won’t be a problem.” She replied.

“Did you read the letter?” Cain looked at her.

“No, it’s sealed.” She replied as if it was obvious.

“You could have read it like this.”

“A maid doesn’t read or tinker with its master’s letters.” She replied with a straight face.

“He’s holding the wedding at the foot of the mountain. In that village he’s building,” Cain looked back, “The heater doesn’t reach there, and he seems to be relying on one red wyrmling for heat.”

“One wyrmling?” She looked at Cain, “She could do it, but that’s hard work.”

“Dragons are prideful. She’ll die before accepting to be a freeloader on his land. I’m sure she’s the one who asked for a job, and that’s what she got.” Cain waved his hand.

“I’m right. She’s getting paid in food, protection, and gold to start forming her own hoard.” Cain sighed, “He even gave her a cave to use as a layer on his land.”

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