Chapter 18: Girls
After a long sleep, I slowly open my eyes, feeling the softness of the sheets against my pale skin. A yawn escapes my lips as I stretch my numb limbs. Ah, how good it feels to be awake again. I gracefully rise from the bed and glide over to the window by the wall of the room.
A subtle smile plays on my lips as I gaze at the blue sky outside. Today is the day I will reunite with Maria. A wave of anticipation mixed with slight nervousness courses through me.
"I hope she isn't mad at me to the point of wanting to drink my blood," I murmur to myself in a playful tone. Maria is a volatile creature, but that's what makes her so irresistible.
However, I can't afford to face an enraged Maria. I need to be prepared, both strategically and mentally. As I watch the clouds beyond the window, my mind turns to the details of the plan I have in mind.
"For Maria," I ponder, "I will need a female body. Someone she can inhabit and, hopefully, accept as her new vessel." Thoughts intertwine in my mind as I visualize Maria's delicate figure occupying a new body. "And preferably," I add mentally, "it has to be a body much weaker than mine. After all, I not only want her to be my subordinate but also my lover whom I can easily dominate."
A satisfied smile spreads across my lips. Yes, a weaker body would make it easier for Maria to invade, and her host would not pose much danger in resisting the cold invasion of a ghost.
Turning my gaze back to the room, I feel the familiar sensation of being in my own space. I walk with firm steps to one of the chests on the floor, knowing exactly where to find what I seek. I open it with a smooth, assured movement, revealing the contents inside.
Among the few folded fabrics, I find the set of clothes I chose for the day. A pair of fitted black pants, a pair of boots that fit perfectly on my feet, and a shirt that highlights the contours of my muscles.
Once dressed, I turn my gaze to the bedroom door. With a quick movement, I turn the knob and feel the slight click indicating it's open. The corridor beyond it is sparsely populated, just a few distant figures I observe in passing.
With a casual gesture, I close the door behind me and start walking down the corridor, my destination clear in my mind. The airship's garden, the place where I can choose from the young women present the one who will become part of my plans.
After a few minutes of leisurely walking, I encounter some of Nicolas' subordinates waiting at the start of the staircase. An annoying curiosity arises within me, a question that needs to be asked.
"Hey, you!" I call the attention of one of the boys, whose nervousness is visible in his hesitation. "What did you do with William and his gang? I presume you tied them up somewhere, right?"
The boy casts a meaningful glance at his nearby friends, sharing a silent understanding between them. Then, he turns his attention back to me, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "Let's just say we paid William back in kind, if you know what I mean. Hahaaha..."
A sigh escapes my lips, but I'm not surprised by the answer. It was exactly the kind of retaliation I expected from the mouths of weak people. Without saying a word in response, I decide not to press them further. I have enough to proceed.
With determined steps, I start climbing the stairs toward my destination; no one there dares to stop me. My presence is enough to command respect and avoid unnecessary interference.
Reaching the top step of the stairs, I hear Nicolas' voice echoing from a nearby wall. He is leaning against it, waiting for me. An ironic smile dances on my lips as I approach him.
"My part of the deal is done," declares Nicolas, his voice laden with satisfaction.
I smile in response. "I will fulfill my promise," I assure him.
Nicolas nods in approval before offering me the choice I've been eagerly anticipating. "Choose, any one among them," he indicates, gesturing toward a group of girls gathered nearby.
I turn in the indicated direction and am met with a sea of eager eyes, each girl watching me with a mixture of desire and anxiety. It's as if they are hungry, ready to envelop me in their arms and claim me as their prey.
A cry echoes through the garden, cutting through the air with urgency and desire. "Charles, I'm here! Choose me, please!" The sound reaches me, and I turn my head toward the voice, identifying it immediately. Helena. The same girl who tried to seduce me the previous day, now clamoring for my attention.
I ignore her attempt to attract me and instead issue a mental command to the Virtual Experimentation Chip. "Chip, begin analysis and show me the attributes of these girls..."
An electronic response echoes in my mind as the scanning process begins. "Initiating Scan..."
Moving among the gathered girls, I observe them closely. Each one possesses unique characteristics, from vibrant shades of blue, green, and black hair to striking differences in height and physical appearance. Some exude an aura of refined elegance, while others seem more rough and wild in their essence.
As the noise around me grows, the voices of the girls blend into a tumult of cries for my choice. Shouts of desire and impatience fill the air, each one eager to be selected, except for a few who seem disinterested, maintaining an aura of indifference amid the commotion around them.
The chip's notifications echo in my mind, providing precise information about the capabilities of each of the young women gathered before me.
"Name: Unknown. Gender: Female. Strength: 0.9. Agility: 0.8. Vitality: 0.8."
"Name: Unknown. Gender: Female. Strength: 0.8. Agility: 0.8. Vitality: 1.0."
"Name: Unknown. Gender: Female. Strength: 0.9. Agility: 0.7. Vitality 0.7."
... among many other attributes, each number a crucial piece in the puzzle I'm assembling in my mind.
After a few minutes of analysis, the chip stops in front of two young women, one white and the other black.
"Name: Unknown. Gender: Female. Strength: 1.0. Agility: 1.0. Vitality: 1.0."
The white girl is stunning, wearing a yellow dress that accentuates her black hair and red eyes. To my surprise, she is the strongest among all the others.
"Name: Unknown. Gender: Female. Strength: 0.5. Agility: 0.5. Vitality: 0.6."
However, beside her, I find the perfect candidate for my experiment. A young black woman with a slender body and large green eyes that shine with captivating intensity. Her red hair frames her face exuberantly, but unfortunately, she is dressed in rags that barely cover her body.
After evaluating the two young women before me, I turn in the direction of Nicolas, who is observing the scene from a distance. With a discreet hand gesture, I signal for him to approach. I see him sigh before he starts moving toward me.
When Nicolas is finally close enough, I make my decision known. "I have chosen," I declare firmly, pointing my finger at the two girls who caught my attention.
A frown of concern forms on Nicolas' forehead as he processes my words. "Hey man, one of those girls was William's favorite, in case you didn't know," he informs me, his voice laden with warning.
My expression remains impassive as I respond. "Just obey, I didn't ask for your opinion," I state, making it clear that my decision is final and not up for debate.
Nicolas nods, understanding there is no room for further argument. With an authoritative tone, he addresses the girls gathered in the garden. "Girls, you are dismissed. You can leave. Charles has made his choice."
Silence falls over the garden as the girls process the news. Their faces, which were previously full of smiles and excitement, now contort into expressions of envy and even hatred as they look at the girls I chose and start to leave the area.
After all the girls have left the garden, I turn to Nicolas and issue my instructions. "Your work here is done. Now leave me alone with them. I need to talk."
Nicolas casts a final glance at the two young women before saying, "What?! Did you forget that we agreed you would choose only one girl, not two?" After hearing him, I turn to him and say, "I will talk to them, now go before I lose my patience."
Charles sighs and begins to walk away, not wanting to start a new conflict that would cause chaos on the airship.
With the garden now empty, I turn my attention to the two girls before me. "Hello, girls," I begin, adopting a tone that is both gentle and firm. "First of all, I want to know your names."
The more beautiful of the two responds promptly, a seductive smile playing on her lips. "My name is Alice Revon," she says, with a hint of coquetry. "It's a pleasure to meet a handsome man like you."
I take a deep breath at her attempt to attract me, maintaining my unshaken expression. However, my attention is drawn to the other girl, who seems distant and disheartened. She hasn't bothered to respond, which piques my curiosity.
Ignoring Alice's advance, I direct my question to the other young woman with unquestionable authority. "What is your name, girl? Answer me, now!"
She looks at me for a few moments, her eyes revealing a mix of shyness and determination. "My name is Olivia Ortil," she responds timidly.
A slight smile of satisfaction plays on my lips as I hear her answer. "Olivia Ortil," I repeat her name, letting it linger in the air for a moment. This is the piece I need to begin my plan.
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