Writing in this cursed diary is such a daunting task but Akida insists that it's beneficial to my mental well being, so here's to following doctor's orders. At least I have an interesting topic to write about in this entry instead of droning on about business deals and prototypes. I was out to bid on some new properties today and bit of an unexpected event occurred at the auction house. I'm now the owner of a slave. A terribly beautiful slave, actually.
I guess I didn't really intend on things turning out exactly this way but when I saw her, I just couldn't let someone else take her away. There's something about her that just pulls me in. I'm well aware that I'm no saint but the thought of her being sold to one of these fat old devils was too much for even my dark soul to bear. The bidders looked like lions ready to pounce on their weak prey. She wouldn't stand a chance against those pot bellied heathens.