Chapter 4: Master
Master.
A word that held many meanings. All of which implied power, authority, and responsibility.
They might be mentors who grant knowledge, skills, or wisdom. Some are leaders who command their subordinates to fulfill objectives. Others are owners who control the lives of their slaves on a whim.
While some might take offense, Elian welcomed the notion.
The world had already decided he was a defect. His classmates even tried to kill him. In this reality's eyes, he was trash. Yet the beauty before him saved his life. All because she needed him. Not just anyone—him.
If someone like me has a place by your side...
Elian bowed his head and agreed. "I understand."
Then until the day I die, I will follow you.
It might have been better to give a vow or some flashy gesture. But a part of the boy's mind stopped him. After all, apart from her name, he knew nothing about his new master. However, as Elian admired Bianca's noble and powerful visage, he decided to trust his gut.
"Good. Now come closer. Your injuries are quite severe."
Bianca's soothing voice was like a gentle breeze on a scorching day. It felt refreshing and comforting—at least for a few moments. Once he remembered the situation, the pain and weakness of his body returned.