Am I still resistible to you?

Stepping out of the bathroom, water trailed down his body and wet the marble flooring on which he stood.

[You should...]

'I'm in no mood to dry up!' Hisha cut HTC off, slowly making his way toward the door.

Pushing back his wet hair, he felt the rest sleep on his back and had him self-conscious of his naked state.

Looking down at his physique, he let out a sigh, "am I just built to be adored? Why do I feel only a minute of things that interest me?"

All these were questions even HTC couldn't respond to, knowing this was a similar thought towards life the original host had.

[Look on the bright side, you have a goal, revenge to accomplish, and lots of ladies to satisfy you]

Shaking his head, Hisha had a bite on his bottom lip before he would let out a maniac laugh.

The loss of thrill was draining him of his joy and zeal to continue. 'I am more than a ruler driven by power and lust!'

[...]