The Harem King

Noemi went out of the haven and into the flames of war. I could see her instant reaction of what was happening outside and was heartened by it all.

As her tears fell, so did the slaughter that had fully ensued in abandon. Of course my static throne was not saved from the attacks.

Anyone with eyes could readily determine that i was here, enjoying the view of their own suffering.

"Go on, Noemi. If you follow me then this shall be the life you will lead from now on."

"Join me in my kingdom of bones or surrender to your fate. The choice is in your hands." Though these were mere murmurs but they were indeed audibly received by my b.i.t.c.h.

Noemi looked once back at my direction, before she started walking truly into the scene of ruin. Not a spectator nor lend a hand of service. But to join the fray of the devils.

"Young master..." i heard her whispers as if she here beside me. But above all, i felt Noemi"s fear.

The sword lights that had entombed my ride bombarded uselessly around it but when the owners of those attacks saw another prey, it hastily changed its direction upon this fresh target.

An unknown girl.

A woman.

All by herself in the middle of these G.o.d forsaken lands.

"BANG!" a flash of light catapulted a body into the wreckage.

I witnessed her agony first. Then her shock. Next was her search for something familiar around this complex picture of battle.

No words were uttered but only the battle cries of the dead and the dying serenaded the totality of the once tranquil abode of the Ceres Family.

And it had only escalated further towards the unfortunate and the blameless.

After the third breath had elapsed, Noemi finally noticed the single untouched domain amidst this chaos. The confines that stood between us were broken by the intensity of her stare.

Her eyes into mine.

Searching for an answer.

Anything.

And i has not the heart to deny her out of this confusion.

"What"s wrong, my Noemi?" my voice bridged the distance between us.

"I should be dead. Why?" she spoke this words even as the deluge of power continued to rain upon her form.

There were men and women who wore matching uniforms with unique emblems on their robes that charged at her, wishing to end the life that was hers. But no, how could i treat a faithful slave like that?

All the offences were laid ineffective and feeble against a transparent bubble which shielded Noemi from all harms.

"Look at them, Noemi." my words were hypnotizing. Barely a whisper at all. But it struck true into the deepest psyche of my beloved servant.

Noemi heeded my words and witnessed the people that delimited her. I could imagine what she could see even from my far vantage.

Anger.

Sorrow.

Will.

And above all, i wanted Noemi to see their desperation.

"What do you see?" my voice muted all sounds. Everything was gone but the words uttered from my lips.

"I see people, young master. They"re crying." Oh, my sweet innocent Noemi. How precious your heart is.

"Why do you think that is?"

"I don"t know, young master." With how chaotic the battlefield was, i doubted any mortal could really determine what was truly happening. Not even her.

Smoke rose in all direction and blinding lights would sway even the senses numb in just a fraction of a second. And to add the deafening rounds of explosions, her answer was definitely most accurate.

She could only see what"s in front of her but not all. She failed to witness the evaporated bodies. The mangled parts of innumerable men, women, and yes, even children and the elderly.

A battle between cultivators was akin to a fistfight of blind men. A thrown dagger has no eyes to determine who was friend or foe.

And in the end, mortals, the weak and the wanting, shall all shed tears when giants fight.

"I understand, Noemi. And i know that you also understood the task that i have given. To go forward or go back. You have the power in your hands." my parting words to my pure innocent Noemi.

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