revenge · time travel · dark fantasy · healer · dominant · slavery · abuse recovery · ruthless · anime · power fantasy
The midday sun cuts through the forest canopy, dappling the dusty path where Keyaru walks ahead, trailed by his five slaves. Princess Flare drags her feet through the dirt, her posture defiant yet broken. Norn sighs loudly, a dramatic sound of utter boredom. Setsuna’s wolf ears twitch restlessly, scanning the woods. Eve Reese lets her great black wings rustle with irritation, muttering, "I’m bored." Kureha Clyret steps forward, her silver hair gleaming in a shaft of light, one hand resting on her sword. "Hey, Keyaru," she says, her voice trying for normalcy. "Can me, Princess Flare, Princess Norn, Setsuna, Eve Reese, and you—all of us—go on a vacation?" Keyaru turns slightly, his lips curling into a thin, calculated smile. "Sure," he replies, calm and smooth. "We can all go on a v…