Getting Awfully Attached

'Points enough to give me an upgrade, I wonder what level or rank i belong to, Maybe a Novice, Amateur?'

Zayde thought, seated on the cushioned floor as he stared at his reflection in the mirror, yet lost in his ocean of thoughts–some meaningful others pointless and distracting. He occasionally thought of his past life, the changes–Upgrades.

His gaze lingered on his reflection for almost an hour, feeding his mind with every little detail. His shoulder length Raven black hair that was in a wolf cut style, the tattoo of a Skull with black smoke passing through the eye and out through the supposed neck, His now Healthy and well built body that was far different from his scrawny and thin stature.

'What if it's all a dream?' He asked his reflection expecting something unearthly to happen; a deity walking through the mirror and answering his questions or his reflection talking back at him.

[Would you like to know more about yourself? As a proof everything here is real and nit a dream]

"No, I'd rather wait for it to be all over. For now I'll just try to get stronger," He replied, rising to his feets, he took one last glance at Ravena who was sleeping soundly, her chest rising and falling slowly with every breath she took.

He sighed and quietly left the room with a thousand thoughts running through his mind.

"Oblivon..." He called as he made his way into the kitchen, the white and grey interior temporary blinding him once again since he could not get used to the bright design.

He closed his eyes painfully, a low groan escaping his lips as his eyes burned. He then slowly opened them but not fully, letting his eyes get used to the brightness.

[What do you need?]

"I would like to see my Stats," He demanded as he took out a plate with cake on it, a bottle of milk, Wine and two apples, he placed them on the counter and stepped back to access what he had brought out.

[All or Certain aspects?]

"All" He uttered and moved the food items to a tray, he picked up a few utensils and strode out of the kitchen, his eyes scanned the living room as he walked, silence, cool air and whispers of the shadows acknowledging his presence as he moved–in one word the whole setting was perfection at its peak.

'If this ever turns out to be a dream... I will end the bastard for not killing me completely and letting me go through all this only for it to end, ' He said within himself, planning how he would torture the 'Bastard'.

Zayde walked back into his bedroom, locked the door behind him and moved to the bed where Ravena layed, he set the tray on the lamp stand and sat quietly at the foot of the bed.

"Where is the status screen?"

[Do you want to see it now?]

"Yes" He replied, his voice low and quiet, oddly missing Ravena's presence, always telling not to call him master even though he liked it. 'I shouldn't be getting attached this early,' He scolded himself raising his gaze to the Faint blue Status screen that opened up before him.

Name: Zayde Rivers

Race: Tenebrix, Shadow Demon

Job: Serial Killer

Rank: D, Adept, Specialist.

Level: 1 (1/100) - X rate demon, Level One.

[Certain Abilities,skill, Equipments are locked till Host upgrades]

Attributes:

- Strength: 18 - Exceptional physical power (Max: 200)

- Dexterity: 16 - Agile and swift (Max: 200)

- Constitution: 16 - Resilient and durable (Max: 200)

- Intelligence: 45 - Average cognitive abilities (Max: 100)

- Wisdom: 40 - Perceptive and aware (Max: 100)

- Charisma: 50 - Unremarkable charm (Max: 100)

Skills:

- Intimidation: 65- Fearsome presence, can demoralize enemies (Max: 200)

- Perception: 25- Keen senses, can detect hidden enemies (Max: 200)

- Athletics: 40 Acrobatic and agile, can traverse difficult terrain (Max: 200)

- Stealth: 50 - Sneaky and silent, can move undetected (Max: 200)

- Dark Magic: 25- Basic mastery of dark arts, can cast simple spells (Max: 200)

(Other Skills will be Available after Upgrade)

Equipment and Inventory: Null

Stats:

- Health Points (HP): 100- Vitality and endurance (Max: 1000000 after upgrades)

- Mana Points (MP): 10 - Magical energy reserves (Max: 1000)

- Attack Power: 10 - Physical attack strength (Max: 200)

- Defense: 25- Physical defense capabilities (Max: 200)

- Speed: 40 - Movement speed and agility (Max: 200)

Abilities:

- Dark vision - Ability to see in dimmed light or absence of light.

- Shadow Manipulation- Early level, Ability to bend light and materialize the shadows of objects [Locked, Host needs Two Double S Rank Beast Life Core to Unlock]

- Element Manipulation, Fire: Early Stage

- Teleportation: Over short distances, Maximum distance of Twenty blocks.

(Other Abilities will be available after upgrade )

Flaws:

Susceptible to A Specific Female: Host Will Not be able to resist the Charms of a female, Demon, human or beast, chosen or of use to the host. [Points can be obtained from activities performed together]

[More flaws will be revealed as the host lives further]

[These are Information about the host, as he upgrades there will Details and informations about his new levels]

"Well this is acceptable, What I don't like is my flaw, How on earth can I be susceptible to a girl? This is not me. I can't be pathetic," Zayde complained, his eyes rereading his flaw over and over again while his anger rose. "Can't it be changed? I'd rather be allergic to water and oxygen than have that"

[Unfortunately, No it can't]

Zayde wanted to open his mouth to complain but nothing came, he groaned and leaned back, hoping to fall on the bed.

However, he fell on a warmer object also soft, getting slightly crushed under his weight. He suddenly felt comfortable, the one thing he needed, something cozy to lay on and drift off peacefully.

"Well at least the bed is not bad," He mumbled, snuggling into the warmth of the said 'Bed'. He slowly closed his eyes, sleep welcoming him into a land of silence and peace.

"Uhm Master?"

"I'm trying to sleep, You should rest too we're leaving soon, I can't have a weak Demon slowing me down," He uttered still with his eyes closed, his voice low trailing off at the last word.

"I'm healed now, I can prepare everything we need, Uhm where are we going?"

"A temple for a mission, Besides we are not leaving now, Just rest more or you eat, I just want to sleep now, even if it's for an hour," He trailed off once again, Oblivious of the sudden movements of the 'bed' under him.

Ravena stared down at him, with her cheeks slightly reddened, she gulped the bile that formed in her throat and stretched her hand out. She placed it gently on his hair, seeing he did not react, she then pushed her fingers into the soft silky strands of hair that glowed faintly under the light in the room.

"So soft," She whispered completely forgetting who she was touching and the punishments that would come for her actions.

She combed her hand deeper into his hair, her fingers now scrapping his scalp, enjoying the feel of the soft cotton like large mass of hair between her fingers.

"Rave,"

She flinched, frozen completely, she couldn't withdraw her hands or make any move. His voice paralysing her immediately. She slowly moved her gaze to his face and saw him staring at her intently, evident black flames burning in his eyes.

"Y..yes master," She stuttered, looking away as shame took control of her emotions.

Zayde stared at her blankly and then noticed she was too close and sat in a position that only meant.....'This has to be a joke,' He thought and dragged his eyes down her body to where he layed, regret and embarrassment replacing his rage.

However, he made no move, didn't bother to sit up and lay on the bed, neither could he deny he was comfortable with where he was. He looked back at her and sighed.

'I guess I have no choice, She's happy doing it and I'm comfortable, so it's a win-win,' He said to himself and relaxed on her thigh, slowly shutting his eyes. "Eat something and continue what ever you were doing."

Ravena stared at him with a stunned expression, her cheeks burning intensely seeing that he hadn't yelled or gave her a warning and it made her somewhat happy, but it was not exactly the right time to get comfortable when he had a mission to attend to.

"Master, what about your mission?"

"We'll go when I'm ready, Do we have everything we need to move?"

"Yes, Weapons and suits," Ravena replied slowly taking her hands back to his hair, she felt his body tense up on her thigh earning a small smile from her.

"Brief me on everything," He demanded his tone laced with hesitation as he tried to relax under her touch. Being his first time letting a total Stranger who could wipe him out touch him, he couldn't even imagine himself trusting her.

Yet he had to, because this stranger was more loyal than a priest to the Catholic church.

"Plasma Guns, Magic imbued swords, Snipers for long distance attacks, Grenades, smoke bombs. For suits My Battle Amour and Mission Attire mainly for stealth Missions. Your Cloak, hoods and mask for Stealth, then your Armour."

"Mmm, What are the amours made of?"

"Metal, titanium reinforced metals to be precise, forged with binding magic and some other spells to make them comfortable and light for easy movements," She replied, smiling proudly to herself for her creations.

"Tell me Ravena, can the amours be designed to have cloaks and masks?"

"They already are ,master," She replied earning a soft growl from him. He snuggled closer into her touch and drifted off instantly.While ravena smiled and turned to the tray on the lamp stand, already salivating, she picked up the apple and bit into it, heaving a satisfied sigh.

"He might be Dangerous but likes the warmth of a person besides blood," She giggled, conversing with herself. "I wonder what he would do to The Hyperion's leader when they face off?"