Shocking Revelation

Zayde laid face up, staring at the roof of the prism where translucent bodies or figures danced within the glass.

He stayed still, not frightened but curious and confused of what they were and why they did not move from that spot, he occasionally held his breath, seeing if he would wake up from a certain dream but failed.

'Maybe it's a dream.'

'You're wrong,' A voice spoke in his head–His Subconscious self, laced with disbelief and a hint of relief and excitement.

'I couldn't have possibly reincarnated and still look the same.'

'You haven't seen yourself in the mirror genius.'

'Yeah, right, still why or where exactly am i reincarnated in? I know very well this isn't earth it's not even anything close to the world I live in.' He exhaled and sat up, only to find, Ravena pacing around the room like a ping pong ball bouncing off the corners of the table.

She had her hair held in a high pony tail with some wet strands stuck to her face. She wore white silk nightdress that stopped above her mid thigh, a twin dagger thigh strap peaking from underneath the dress and a collar around her next that had a single fine cut ruby, darker than the usual red color.

His eyes followed her every movement till she stopped and sighed softly clutching what looked like a silver ring. She turned around and walked back to the table, went on her knees once again with her hands on it.

"Master?"

"Don't call me that unless the need be," He commanded, hoping she would protest but instead she smiled and nodded, his jaw dropped in disbelief.

Another one of his curiosities cleared. "What is my name?" He questioned, wanting to confirm if he was in someone's body or his, he kept his expression stern, no ounce of emotions in his face not even curiosity.

Ravena's brows curved questionably as she hesitated, when he said nothing she slowly said his name, breaking the words. "Your name is. Zayde, Zayde...Rivers,"

'Okay, my name sounds nice coming from her, ' he thought and closed his eyes, arranging his questions, from the simplest to the most complicated. "How old am I?"

"I have no idea where these questions are coming from mast–Zayde," she corrected herself and continued. "You are Eighteen thousand years old."

"Month and day of birth?"

"First day of November, At exactly twelve AM."

"What are you to me?"

"Property, friend, Right hand man, Adviser, Weapon manager and Toy."

Zayde's eyes widened, shock plastering his face like a tape, he was surprised she was correct about everything he asked, except the extra thousand years added and what she said she was to him. 'Toy. Property, seriously?'

"Did I call you that?" He asked, watching her expression carefully, he expected a guilty look but instead her cheeks turned red and averted her gaze away from him. "Speak!" He commanded slightly enraged by her hesitation.

"Yes Master."

"Is that all of the names?"

She shook her head and lowered her head, "You told me to never say it unless asked to, that only you had the right to be called such a name."

"Say it now."

"I can't," her voice came out low, barely audible,laced with guilt and sadness. "If you actually forgot everything, that would only mean there was no point telling you anything besides the necessary details."

"Who said I forgot everything? I am not even your master!" Zayde blurted out unknowingly, seconds of silenced passed and he could feel a knife being stabbed in his heart. His eyes fell on her, his body froze as his eyes met hers, he could mysteriously feel how heartbroken she was.

Tears fell rapidly down her cheeks, the clear droplets falling on her dress, her sight blurred as she cried uncontrollably, shoulders shaking with sobs.

Little soft whimpers escaped her lips as she cried, her eyes darkened behind the liquid that covered it, heart aching as his words echoed in her head, like torns were being shot into her heart.

"Ravena," His voice went soft, for the first time he felt bad for making someone cry, he wanted to make her stop, dry her tears and then scold her being a cry baby but he couldn't. "Ravena!"

She raised her head, still crying and mumbled, "Yes. Master." She subconsciously said, even as her heart ached knowing he already rejected her–or she thought.

"Stop crying," She shook her head frantically, more tears flowing like a river. "Look stop crying, I only said the truth, I am not your master, now stop or I will punish you severely," He warned with the first sentence that entered his head and he thought was the only thing that would make he stop and luckily she did.

"I..I hate you." She whispered, although she didn't mean it, she only felt it right to make her words hurt him as revenge, silence once again echoed around the room. He shocked her by chuckling dryly with a sinister smirk, "Master?"

"You will hate me, Rave I assure you that. In the mean time, Where am I?"

She wiped her tears with the back of her hands and looked at him, "Your house."

"Planet, city?"

"Oh, This is Khthonic Spire, One of the many massive cities in Tedrid 29."

"Is that a new name for earth?"

"No, earth was destroyed centuries ago, The end of earth made demons roam the universe and start inhabiting other planets in other galaxies, well that was what I was told."

"So what is this planet?"

"When the earth met her end, Celestials and angels reformed everything, killed everything and started afresh, except humans were still superiors and we had to be slaves, They called it Terraverde, but Immortals took over and named it Tedrid 29."

"Okay that's cool, This is like another dimension of worlds, right?"

"No," she stared at him with a frown like he didn't know what he was saying, "We exist in a Realm, there a thousands but this one stands above others except the Realm of Darkness and Blood,"

"I see, we'll come back to that blood part, Why and how am I in here?"

"During your mass killing years ago, You lost all your abilities after making an encounter with some Girl, I can't really remember what happened but you took her in, she seduced you and left mysteriously."

"Somehow they found out your weakness, kidnapped me as bait and passed a Dagger forged with your blood and that of a Shadow beast through your heart, although it was not enough to kill you, they tortured and finally trapped you in the Prism."

'You seem to have something going with whoever was in here before, that they would use you as a bait and he fell for it, How ridiculous,' Zayde thought and then recalled what she said.

"What type of torture?"

"Suffocation, Electrocution, Beatings, Burning, Sexual assault, replacing air in you body with Helium tell you finally Went uncon...."

"Stop," He interrupted her, raising his hand as well to show what he meant, "What do you mean by sexual assault?"

"They knew you hated Physical contact from anyone except myself and selected few who unfortunately got killed the same way, especially the same gender. Their leader Assaulted you day and night, when he pleased,"

Zayde felt irritated, his stomach hurt when he imagined what exactly he–the original must have suffered, but he needed to know everything before he would think of the next step. "Go on"

"The first time it happened, I witnessed it and to be honest you never stopped fighting, Before he actually pinned you down, you gouged out his eyes and pushed it into his mouth, well since your abilities were not fully back, you only managed to to leave scratches."

"When he managed to have his way, I don't know how to put it, but rage and flames of darkness came out of your body, eyes, mouth and your skin, they gagged you, Made a mess of you and somehow you still kept fighting." She paused and slowly dropped her head.

"The last time it happened, I was almost blind by then, that man Knotted inside you, Maybe he thought you were a Delta, but had many rounds with you blinded with pleasure–euphoria is one word for it and then when he was satisfied he made them replace all air in your body with Helium and then tried doing the same to me."

"That was the last time I saw your silver eyes glow fiercely till they turned black, you set me free and continued fighting then he pinned you down and sealed you in a prism."

Zayde closed his eyes slowly, letting his imagination work, he barely imagined anything before squeezing his face in disgust.

"Well that's alot to take in, I now know the bastard responsible for my supposed death and reincarnation is nauseatingly Gay, he has something against my existence, So now I want a Gore and blood themed revenge," Zayde uttered, already cooking up wicked torture ideas for his new biggest target.