Amon silently walked to the storage room with a bright red palm mark on the side of his face. He slowly revealed a wide smile and chuckled.
’To think she’d accept, heh.’ he thought before his expression turned serious.
"Hey Author, take me to your secret place." he said as he looked up at the ceiling, ’If possible...’
Amon instantly saw his surroundings change. As he looked around, he saw extremely huge shelves filled with books. The place looked like a library.
As he continued looking around, he spotted the familiar looking white kitten trapped in a cage. It was placed on a long table and a black cat licked the back of it’s paws in boredom.
It slowly turned to look at Amon and opened it’s mouth, "Feel free to talk to him."
With a nod, Amon walked towards the white kitten and stared at it for a few seconds, "This suites you."
"I was wondering what kind of shit you’d spout. Anyways, what’s the actual reason you’re here?" the kitten asked as it glanced at the black one.
Amon stayed silent for a few seconds before he sighed, "I realised that while I do have control over myself, I’m unable to know if I’m going too far or not. While I don’t care about others, I do not wish to bring pain to the ones I love. Please give me the ability to put on some masks. It’ll be better if I can take them off whenever I wish."
"Hey sis, release me?" the white kitten said and the cage disappeared.
"Why ask me when you plan on doing it yourself?!!"
"Cuz you might tell father..." the white cat muttered as it sighed and raised it’s paw up. A plain white mask appeared and slowly turned black before turning silver.
Amon looked at the mask and put it on without hesitation.
"Some things in this universe are irreversible and that includes what I did to your mind. This mask will allow you better control and to make things easier for you, it can seep into your skin to hide itself."
"I see... thanks." Amon said as he looked at the two kittens and bowed before putting on his mask.
By the time he straightened his back, he found himself in his store room and sighed.
The powers of these beings were hard to understand.
With a sigh, he walked back to the bedroom as he tried to look for any changes within him, only to find none.
’Did I get scammed?’ he thought as he walked in and saw the two girls chatting.
"Where’s your mom?" he asked as he looked at Mikayla who sat on the bed without her pants. Her shirt was big enough to cover her well as long as she didn’t purposefully lift it up.
She immediately glared at him, "Why? So you can sleep with her? Even if she agreed, I’ll kill you if you do!"
A grin tugged at Amon’s mouth. ’I’ll make you call me step daddy heh.’
"I won’t." he said as he glanced at Nyx, "My first will be with someone I love."
"That’s what you say but you try getting in her pants every single night! Did you know how hard it was for me to fall asleep with all the flirting you guys do? Heck, you kiss so loudly that I would be able to hear it even if I went to the kitchen!"
The corner’s of Amon’s lips twitched as he recalled his past nights. The girl wasn’t wrong, he had been trying his best to complete his quest. Though, there was one main reason why Nyx never agreed.
Feeling frustrated, Amon glared at Mikayla, ’If you didn’t pleasure yourself, maybe I would have done it long ago!’
Not wanting to say it out loud, he sighed, "Yeah whatever. Fifteen days, I’ll help you level up. The efficiency will depend purely on you."
"Let’s go out now then. There’s a lot of time until it’s Dark."
Amon smirked at her answer, "Go out in that? One small jump and I’d be able to see your panties."
"Y- you! Damn brute!!" she yelled as her face went bright red along with Nyx’s who had already seen that there wasn’t anything underneath that shirt.
’I must make sure he doesn’t find out!’ he screamed in her mind as she immediately covered the girl with the huge blanket Amon had bought for them.
"You should go outside and wait.... she’s not your girlfriend." she said, her expression serious.
Just as Amon was about to walk out, Mikayla crawled out from under the blanket, "Hey wait! Amon! Oh you’re still here." she said before getting to her feet.
Amon silently looked at her, waiting for whatever nonsense she was about to spout. The moment she changed her appearance, her mannerisms had taken a complete turn too. She wasn’t the same old reserved and gentlemanly Mike anymore.
"Since you already know the truth about me, you’re not going to call me a gay right? I’m into men and I’m a girl." she said as she looked up at him.
Amon shrugged, "I mean... I guess so. It’s kinda awkward to call you Mikayla though so I’m gonna call you Mikey instead."
"Nickname..." she muttered as she looked down at the floor, hiding her face from him. A few seconds later she nodded, seemingly satisfied with his answer.
"Mikey is... nice. But back to the topic!!" she yelled, "You said you wanted to spend a night with my mother."
Amon’s expression turned gloomy as he shook his head, "Nope, it was just a joke. A joke."
’She damn hot though, who wouldn’t wanna sleep with such a beauty. Who cares if she’s more than a hundred years old?!’ he thought as he glanced at his chat.
[CuckMaster69: A joke?! You disappoint me, child. Go claim that married pussio! Show her what the true way of the dragon is.]
"Yeah sure... a joke." she mocked him by imitating the way he spoke, "Anyways, just so you know... I’m her daughter."
’Yeah I know....’ thought with a frown as he wondered where she was going with it.
Mikayla stared down at the floor as she continued, "You can have me if you want..."
[Ding! Emotional anomaly detected: Possessive Attachment]
[Warning: Subject’s loyalty may override rational behavior.]
’What in the fucking hell... is going on right now?’