This is a collaboration of all things that circulate inside of my twisted mind. Warning its explicit and dark, enjoy!

After finding out that he can talk to snakes on his cousin's birthday, Harry decides the best thing to do is investigate. 
Of course, with his luck, he finds out some life-changing news.

A man sat near the fire place wearing a thin white shirt and pants from the same suit he wore while he attended the auction. He was not wearing a mask which hid his sharp features.  He had golden eyes and white hair which were short but messy. Looking at him felt like looking at a painting of a perfect being shinning near the fireplace.
The door closed behind me. I stood there waiting for his command.
A deep silence ensued between us.
'Sit down' he said.
There was not chair or stool there. He asked me to sit near his feet, a perfect place for his slave. I could only swallow my pride as I have always done and sat near him.
'What is your name?' He asked me while resting his hands on the armrest
'Noor, sir'
'What does it mean?'  He asked curiously. I was not from this world so my name was not very common.
'It means light' I said, even though I felt nothing but darkness.
'Noor I will start the Sklaven now'
'Yes'
 Slaves were owned by Ichors since the founding of the empire. They are not considered a taboo like Vish Kanyas but respectable and well sought-after job. Sklaven was the ceremony which makes a common person slave of Ichors. The slaves are forced to be loyal to their masters or else their soul will disintegrate. Crumbled into nothing but dirt.  The people who are in the service of an Ichor will have a symbol of some kind depending upon the state of their soul. This clearly means that the master of their soul is the Ichor now. The color of the symbols on the body of the slaves depends on the status of their master.  Lilac or gold are related to royalty, red to dukes and so on, color scheme depends from nation to nation.
The man started chanting, his eyes shining like fire in dimly lit room. He gave me a jade dagger used for ceremonial purposes. I bowed deeply and cut a small part of my hair, offering it to the man. The sklaven ceremony demands hair of your slave, signifying absolute loyalty. As soon as the man took them it disintegrated into ashes.  Grey ash flew in the room and landed on my nape forming a spider lily. The flowers mean death. Since I had no will to live the spider lilies were formed at my nape wilting at the top.
Grey …Status unknown.
The ceremony ended and I officially became his slave. My body and soul literally belonged to him.  I felt nothing. My life was bleak and I wanted nothing but to end it.
'Sit on that chair.'
The chair was at the rear end of the room where firelight could not reach. I sat there in silence. I could feel the curtains behind be covering the large window.
'I heard Vish Kanyas are assassins? Is that true?'
Did you think they were only made for prostitution? Pathetic!
'Yes master, they were originally made by Kautilya for assassination through poison. We were administered small doses of poison in our food every day since we turn four. Over time our body becomes immune to every kind of poison and we become poisonous to others. Vish Kanyas are also snake charmers and are taught literature and cultural activities.'
'Snake charmers. That is interesting. Can you summon them now?'
'Yes'
Licht and schatten, my two snakes of opposing color and nature. One was white like snow and other pitch black like night. All the kanyas are given snakes as pets when they turn ten. Number of snakes depends on their status and strength. The highest Kanya can summon up to a hundred snakes at the highest level. I summoned them through a chant, they both were rattle snakes with unusually thick and large bodies.
Rattle…Rattle
Both of them arrived simultaneously. Licht was of aggressive nature with a taste for human flesh.  His rattling was impatient and fast. Schatten on the other hand was calm and peaceful so unlike his brother. However, he was cannibalistic in nature who cannot ingest anything except other snakes.
'What are their names? If they have any'
'Licht and Schatten, Master. They were not raised for assassinations but rather for extraction of their venom. Among all the snakes raised by the Vish Kanyas they both have the most deadly and dangerous poisons that can even kill a full-fledged Kanya. Kautilya still has to learn about the use of their venom and how we can be immune from it'
'Any reason of such abnormality. They are quite unusual for a rattle snake'
'I think it is mainly because of their abnormal diet. Licht only eats human flesh while schatten is a cannibal. Maybe it influences their poison'
'I see' He said. I cannot   understand why he was talking to me like this. He was respectful and polite. Not seeing me like a lowly prostitute or a slave. I was happy but a little apprehensive to be treated in such a manner, generally men who come to visit treat us like this when they want our bodies. Princess. Goddess .my love, they these sweet nothings while licking our ears knowing fully well that we are nothing but servants for their pleasure.
'What do you want from me Master. There is no need to speak to me politely after all I am your slave' I said while touching the spider lilies on my nape.
'Come here'
'Yes'
'Were you taught about those activities?'
'We were taught how to seduce people by the other kanyas.'
I kissed his forehead in a soft and gentle kiss, slowly moving towards his eyes, cheeks and lips.
'Are you a virgin?' H asked
Men …They are all from the same trash no matter how rich and affluent they are.
'Yes I am. The women kept for auctions are all virgins.'
'I see.'
I continued kissing him, however he pulled me. The man touched my neck, his fingertips making me feel ticklish. He kissed my collar bone while gently putting me on his lap. I did not do anything while he gently kissed my perfumed hair, touched my nose, ears and lips.
Then this skin ship stopped for a moment. Hugging me while putting his face on my shoulder he said.
'You had eyes that looked dead and drowning in hopelessness, like you had forgotten what light felt like.  Your eyes were so painful and filled with sorrow yet beautiful at the same time.'
Sweet nothings. However, it felt like he was speaking from his heart. 
'Therefore I ask you to kill me when the time comes .'
The man was trembling in my arms . Hiccupping and crying in my embrace .
Foolish Men

'Kill me when the time comes' A man said to me while trembling in my arms .
He was my owner .
Of a poison maiden raised for seduction and assassination.
He was my destiny.

"Nooooooo
Kids screamed. Two girls cracked heads as
they tried to dive out of their seats. Roddy raised
his arms in front of him like a shield.
I heard the rattle again. The warning from a
rattlesnake that it's about to strike.
I turned-and saw Heather laughing. She
had her hand raised. She was shaking the brace-
let around her wrist. Making it rattle.
Dad brought the bracelet back from a business
trip to India. It's a silver bangle with pebbles
inside. The pebbles make a loud rattle when she
shakes her arm.
I should have known!
sure that's why Heather wears it.
to her lap.
ding-dong riot!"
That rattling bracelet fools me every time. I'm
I grabbed Heather's hand and pushed it down
She shrugged. "0ops. Didn't mean to cause a
"False alarm!" I shouted. "False alarm 
There's no snake!"
Kids climbed back into their seats. It took a
alarm!
long time for everyone to calm down.
turned to Roddy. He was pressed against the
window. He squeezed his rabbit's foot. He looked 
even paler than before.
See what I mean?" he said, "Everyone's freaked out. Know why? Because they've heard
the stories about Camp Hither, too."
"Roddy, there aren't any snakes in the lake" I
repeated. "The kids who told you that were just
trying to scare you."
They told me other stories," he said softly,
gazing out the window. 
"About a snake. A very big snake."
I shook my head. I started to tell him to lighten
up. But my sister tapped me on the shoulder.
"Do you think Mom and Dad will send my
birthday presents to camp?" she asked. "Or do
you think they'll forget like last summer?"
I shook my fist in the air. "Heather, do you
want to live to be eleven? Then, stop talking
about yowr birthday!"
"Shut your dirty doodad!" she snapped.
That's another one of our grandmother's favor-
ite expressions. I don't know why Heather keeps
repeating them. Is she weird or what?
A few minutes later, the bus pulled off the road
and began to bounce along a gravel driveway.
We passed a large wooden sign that read:
WELCOME TO CAMP HITHER! LIPE IN THE WILD!
Hey, we're here!" I cried.
Kids cheered and shouted, bounced up and
down in their seats, and slapped high fives. The
bus driver honked the horn five or six times.
We rolled through thick woods. Patches of
purple and red wildflowers lined the gravel
drive. Through the trees, I could see a blue lake
in the distance, surrounded by tall grass.
The bus squealed to a stop. Everyone jumped
up. We pushed and shoved each other in our rush
to get out of the bus.
Blinking in the bright sunlight, I gazed around.
The bus had parked in front of a group of small
cabins used for supplies. They were made of
wood, painted white.
I saw tetherball poles in front of each cabin.
And at one end, a wide, grassy soccer field.
Behind the field, a steep green hill led to
more buildings. Thick woods surrounded the
whole camp.
The bus driver started to pull our bags from
the luggage hold. And a grinning man came run-
ning toward us across the gravel parking lot.
He was tall and thin and very tan. He had a
black mustache and sleek, shiny black hair
brushed straight back from his forehead.
"Yo, everyone! Yo!" he called, waving as he
came trotting toward us. Welcome!"
He wore baggy khaki shorts and a brown
Sweatshirt with a large coiled snake printed on
the front. The snake had its jaws open as if it
was ready to snap.
Roddy poked me in the ribs. "See what I
mean?" he whispered. "See? It's all about
snakes.
"Roddy, it's a wilderness camp - remember?"
I said. "Forget those stories. Forget."
The man turned around and I read the name
on the back of his sweatshirt. In snaky black letters, it said:
- DR. CRAWLER.
                           *  End Of Chapter *
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I cannot describe the work I had to put forth into my development as a new-made Lamia. In books and movies about people changing into vampires or wolves and they talk about instinct and power taking over. Nope. If anything, my instinct was no where to be found and my "power" didn't seem any different.
So far I just worked on getting around. Speed was a little hard at first, but once I studied my movements and Golden's, I was able to pick it up within four weeks. Then there was swimming, I practiced in still water with Golden coaching movements and sometimes demonstrating as well as sharing his memories with me. Which came in handy at times and sometimes confused me. He thought differently than me. Other than the fact that we were opposite sex, he grew into a man in a completely different belief system. 
There didn't seem to be much emotion in propelling their decisions. It was the strong above the weak. Their God or deity was an actual person. He was the oldest and strongest of them. To beat him in combat was to be the next God. And he want some Lamia on a throne. Although I'm sure he had one, he was the first. The first to start the hunt, the first to eat, and he had power such as I had never seen. For instance, he could fell trees with the whip of his tail. He could call storms during the dry seasons. That was all I knew so far. And it was enough. His human half was bright green and his eyes were a mustard yellow. And his hair wasn't hair at all, but snakes. LIVE snakes. A sign of great strength is when snakes agree to share their life and knowledge with you. So far, he is the only one who has had snakes merge with him. I hoped not to have much to do with him. Seeing him in Goldens memories intimidated me. Whereas Golden had much admiration for him. Like I said, different perspectives. Human verses reptile.
Speaking of human, today was the day that Golden shows me how to take on my human form. I wasn't sure how I'd look since black and gold spots began forming on me. I thought I'd end up with no colors like I was before, but it was not so. The spots were pretty to me and I enjoyed looking at them in the light. My belly remained perfectly white and my eyes were now black. Golden showed me in a mirror that had been in my backpack. It was a part of my emergency kit. So it was a small handheld for starting fires, but now it was the only true reflection of myself I had. So it was one of my most treasured items. Without it, I would only have water and others descriptions to describe my look.
"Are you ready?" Golden asked.
"As ready as I'll ever be." I said. 
He closed his eyes, craning his neck so he faced skyward. His body tensed up, muscles bunched, and he opened his mouth and I saw a snake head coming out! As the snake raised up, the body fold inward as if being sucked into some vortex from within and in five minutes, Golden was a snake before me. So. Disgusting!!
"I'm surprised you're so repulsed by it. But I suppose it makes sense. You've never seen such a thing. But it's actually something many females will do when performing dances. It's considered a talent, the slower you go."
"Was what you did, was that the fastest you can go?" 
"No. I did it slowly for you to see. It would've impressed many females I know. Going slow is considered intimate, exotic, and beautiful. Figures one of my talents goes to waste on a reborn Lamia."
I felt shame for calling it disgusting, especially when he was trying to show me his talents. But something he said caught my attention, "Why do you call me reborn?"
"Your humanity died when I poisoned you. And you were reborn into a Lamia when I shared my blood with you. Without the blood, you would've just been dead. Now, my flower, it is your turn."
"It looks really painful." I said, afraid.
He looked at me with such fire in his eyes, "It's either change or I abandon you. You will have no place in this world nor your own."
He would do that?! Just leave me to figure stuff out on my own?! Out of fear of being left, I closed my eyes, raised my head and opened my mouth. With all focus intended on the task, I envisioned my tongue as my hand and stuck it out, reaching for the heavens as if to save me from being abandoned. 
Nothing hurt, it was as if I was pulling myself out of a sleeping bag. My snake body became less and less until I was left standing on two legs for the first time in a month! I was shaking from the awkward feeling it was to be on two feet again. 
I blinked and Golden took his human form again. He studied me in awe. 
"You are even more beautiful than before." His voice was above a whisper and he rushed to me as if to kiss me and I backed away. He made a face as if to say, "don't be ridiculous" and yanked me to him, brushing soft lips with my own.
He grabbed my hair and was kissing down my neck when I shoved him off.
"No!" I said. His kisses were nice at first, but he was taking advantage. 
He looked annoyed for a moment and then gained composure. "Fine. I am patient. It will kick in in a month or two."
I had grabbed my mirror and was looking at my white skin with a gold shimmer. White scales covered my chest and traveled down my spine to cover my lower body like snake pants. It looked kind of cool to me. Focusing back on my face, my eyes a very dark brown, near black. And for the first time, I had color. Not just on my skin or in my beautiful dark eyes, but my hair was golden. No wonder he kissed me.
"Yes. You are beautiful. Now let's see if you can do this."
I watched Goldens scales connect his legs and watched as he grew in length. I could follow his thoughts as he willed his snake tail to form, a mere thought that he body obeyed with what seemed like little effort. He was soon part man and part snake. He looked amazing. Built like a natural laborer, such as a construction worker or builder of some kind. His tail was thick and strong. I did like how his black scales gleamed with gold shine. My turn.
I closed my eyes and pushed my desire to change. I could feel my legs mend together, kind of like a zipper and I grew in length. I opened my eyes and saw my beautiful white tail which had to be at least eight feet in length. At the end, there was a beautiful rose gold rattle. I shook it and smiled as I made the familiar sound of a rattle snake. I looked at Golden's tail, but he had no rattle. My eyes brows drew together and I looked at Golden.
He was looking at my tail with his arms folded, but probably sensed my question because he explained, "It's common for females to have a rattle because they are more defensive when it comes to confrontations. Males are more offensive."
"Yes. You do have a tendency to just take what you want." I said.
He made eye contact with me, smiling he said, "Exactly."
He slithered over to me and his look went from mischievous to admiration. He brushed his knuckles against my skin and then the scales which covered me like a tube top and I brushed his hand away, showing I still didn't accept his possession over me.
He suddenly rushed me, pinning me against the cold hard wall of the cave, twisting his much stronger tail around mine, making me immobile.
"Do you want to know what it means to be mine?" He asked, most likely rhetorically, but I answered anyways.
"It means you own me. I am no longer my own person. Cause you're a possessive jerk." 
"IT MEANS that you are my responsibility. I made you into what you are and I must make sure that your needs are met before my own. I will feed you, I will take care of you when sick, and I will defend you until my last dying breath." He presses his face against mine and said quietly, "It means that your every desire is my desire to fulfill. So if anyone has possession of anyone, it's YOU who possesses ME."
"You have an uncanny way of turning this whole thing into something I should be grateful for."
"You may not feel it now, but you will. I will show you just how lucky you are."
We looked at each other, a breath away, and I thought he would kiss me again. I anticipated the feel of his cool lips against mine, his woodsy scent that came when we would connect. My mouth parted and he pulled away from me, leaving me wanting. How can he have such a hold on me?
"Until you admit you like me as much as I crave you, there will be no intimacy of any kind between us." He said.
"Fine." I said and set my jaw in stubborn determination. "I can handle at least THAT with flying colors."

A Yinstagram model goes to a beautiful spot in the woods for a photo shoot. Unknowingly, someone had his eyes on her and for quite some time.

I could feel the grass brush by my white furry paws as I crawled against the grass slowly stalking towards the unsuspecting snake which had now decided to sleep

It was the perfect time to pounce on it and attack since it didn't notice me at all
Heh~ isn't this too easy

No wait a minute I didn't even check this snakes status. 
System show me this snakes status

[status]

[Name: none] 

[species: rattle snake] 

[grade: poor] 

[title: none] 

[level : 5/10]

[stats] 

[HP:1000/1000 ]

[Vitality: 10  ]

[Strength: 5 ]

[agility: 4]

[defence: 6]

[Skill Set 1 (passive abilities) : Enhanced reflexes(lv1), Enhanced flexibility(lv1), Enhanced strength (lv1), Enhanced agility (lv1), Enhanced defence(lv1)] 

[Skill Set 2 (active abilities) : bite (lv1), poison(lvl1), body whip(lv1),
tighten(lvl1) ]

Woah it works,
 wait a minute the snake doesn't have a name? And it doesn't have any MP either? But why not?l And it's stats are way lesser than mine?! 

[system: dear user-Sama all animals are not born with a name only a blessed animal  or those that are named by their parents or by a higher leveled powerful being than them can have names and this snake does not have a MP because all animal species are born without MP and can only gain an attribute after their evolution user-sama is a special case that even I do not understand, why you were born with MP and an attribute tag but I have assumed that it is either because you were blessed or because of a possible bloodline you may have? And your stats are way more than any normal species because you were blessed and because you are abnormal, I mean who has ever heard of a newborn fox having not only 10,000 HP but also 50,000 MP?!
 It's absolutely ridiculous!! ] 

A-ah I-I see damn and here I thought It was normal... I should really try to see more of other species status's to try to find some common sense available on this planet. 

I quickly crawled even closer to the snakes position as I moved through the green bushes and shrubs which were giving me a camoflouge I stopped when I noticed that this was the best position to jump onto the snake. 
 I readied myself as I was getting ready to pounce on the snake 

And then I jumped straight onto the snakes body and used bite, to bite right onto the snakes neck
I landed on the ground as my teeth sunk into the snakes neck but it wasnt able to sink deep enough, I noticed the snake had long back woken up to my presence and was struggling 

It even tried to use its long snake like body to hit me 

I used tail whip to stop any advance attacks towards me as I tried to sink my teeth in deeper

Aahh this will take time Damnit! this snakes defenses are no joke

I took my claws out ready to attack any other attack the snake might hit me with

 I pushed the snakes head onto the ground to make it more accessible for me to tear more into his neck he struggled even harder but my hands claw dug in the snakes head to stop the snake from resisting.
 
 I bit and tore even deeper into the snakes neck

 when the snake finally stopped struggling and fell limp. 


Seraphine used be known as mizuki a seemingly normal highschool girl who was gonna graduate but she died

And she died wrongfully because one of the gods made a mistake

She felt so weak at the moment she died because she couldn't do anything
, but let herself die

The God who first greeted her soul was the goddess of souls and she told seraphine

 [because of a gods mistake you died poor child but fret not even some of the gods like myself can no longer ignore that gods behaviour as he has now done too many inexcusable things] 

she sighed* as she rubbed her fingers on her temple

[child we gods can not do anything about his deeds as he that God has us all on his leash, we cannot disobey him infront of him or we'd die and so us gods behind his back have given our lives to create and establish our souls into a learning type God system so that the person we choose who has been wronged can kill 

the first of us all God's, the strongest God, the God of creation. And the one we have chosen to take this system is you and so we will reincarnate you into the main mortal realm so that you may use this system to became a God stronger than the God who created us all] the God of souls said as her body turned translucent and then slowly she turned even clearer

[I hope you will succeed the chosen one, as you are our last hope]

 she said as her soul broke apart into tiny lights and started to wander towards my soul I started seeing other different coloured lights appear who I presumed were the other God's souls as they all came towards me and entered my soul and morphed into me and that was when It all became black. As I could no longer see anything as I fell unconscience

----

I suddenly woke up as my eyes opened.

"huh? W-where am I?!!" 
 
No wait a minute d-did my voice just sound like an awoo~?.... 

I slowly looked down at my hands 
And that was when I realised I had cute white furry little paws that made me think of kittens.... I can't be a cat right Do they want me kill a god as a cat.

Okay you know what maybe I'm just assuming stuff and so I looked around my surrounding and I saw that I was in a freaking crystal cave all alone I saw a water puddle A few meters away from me so I got up to walk there 

I clumsily stood up as it was my first time in this body and I had to get used to this and so I tried walking towards the water so I could see my reflection it was a slow progress of walking but I did it after the first step I kept doing better and when I reached the water puddle I looked at my reflection to see a gorgeous white baby fox with dazzling gold eyes 

Holy f*ck im Cuter than a Kitten!! 

But will being cute help me kill a god? Mayb-

[system: NO I will though] 

And that was when I realised I was a baby fox with a possible god killing system. 

The cover is not mine.

Entry 1 
I was outside of the temple of the great serpent, Quetzalcoatl (as nobody calls it these days) . I am one of the twenty Geographic archaeological scientists tasked with finding the mystery of the temple. We are about to head in, as the walls are made of limestone, and are uneven. The Temple Of the Feathered Serpent has been a mystery for too long.. The temple is half collapsed, as if fire or anarchy caused its end or downfall along with the rest of the civilization. We are surrounded by walls of stone, and it seems as one side has fallen down. It is lunchtime, as we are finishing our lunch, we soon shall perspire the mysteries of this temple. 
Entry 2 
We have found no way to enter the  temple, But have found an entrance underground, to what seems as a path. We will explore soon. It has been 2 hours since the  discovery of the  entrance. We have entered it to find long strings of mysterious orbs. We shall research them soon, as their properties are still unknown. We have learned nothing about these orbs, but natives explain they are "spirits" devoured by their god, quetzalcoatl. We have sent some fragments of "souls"  to America, hopefully they will find the meaning. We have entered the  cave. Something is living under there. We become fearful, and uneasy, as we walk through the  long dusty halls of the  cave. We recall hearing whispers in our ears, so quiet, like pleads for help. We have dug up shards of an unknown metal that seems to glow in the  dark. They seem connected to the  lights above us, almost like fragments of them. Our first investigation set us off, making us realize that something bigger had or was happening here. 
Entry 3  - The  encounter
The  natives' tales are becoming more and more believable. They have withhold the  whispers that we hear, the  fright in our hearts, and the  shards of souls. Today we explore deeper into the cave, as expected... as feared….. It has been two days since the  order of the  next step into the investigation. We have yet again entered into the  unknowns of the  cave when we heard something. It was not the whispering of far off voices, but a very real, hissing. Our thoughts went straight so snake, many of us continued walking, but I felt as if It was something else. The  rest found out themselves… The  hissing continued to get louder and louder, so loud that it was no snake. But almost like a horn. We had reached an open area, where a golden snake head lay. We would soon return that to the  natives, or scientists. The  sound of hissing was now overwhelming in here, as If someone was guarding the  head, scaring others away.. We barely made it out alive… snakes… more and more snakes… All there was was snakes… covering the  ground, climbing on the  walls… poisonous snakes. We had all had our share of animal frights. But nothing compared to walking on silver rattle snakes. I am still not sure how we had made it out alive, as if the  person purposely let us live, intending us to come back so It could have its fun.

Entry 4 
It was difficult to sleep. As if the  cave was coming into our tents, into our food, into our hearts. Fear soon overwhelmed us and many left, favoring a hard life instead of  fear. But I bravely stood, where this was just an illusion, a plot to keep others away, and I intended to go back. It is the  sixth day since all the  scientists left. I have been pre

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