Epilogue
By now, you have figured out what this story is.
I don’t know how long it will have been by the time you’ve read this, but know that I’ve been waiting for a mind like yours.
We understand each other, you and I. We appreciate the same luxuries and entertain the same debaucherous thoughts.
You wouldn’t have made it this far otherwise, and that was by design.
Our arrangement would be identical to what Aurketzu once offered me.
If you agree to help me find a new vessel, I will grant you the viceroy class as well as undeath.
In the time it takes you to find my new body, I will teach you what I learned from being alive for centuries and aid you in acquiring similar power for yourself.
In showing you how Aurketzu manipulated our relationship, I seek to earn your trust. I will be a true partner in your development, and never will my ambitions conflict with yours.
You know about the classes beyond viceroy as well as the risks and opportunities they bring.
You understand how Will points work and how to protect your mind from such manipulations.
Besides, my voice has already woven itself into your thoughts.
The next time you have a woman bent over, you will pull her hair just to see what noise she makes.
You will slap her ass to watch the skin jiggle and then sit back as the red brand of your hand forms on her bare cheek.
You will chase the high of dominating a powerful woman, of training her to the point where she wants nothing more than to please you.
Because of me, you will fuck harder and rougher. You will prove your dominance with your cock, never hesitating to push deeper into whatever hole strikes your fancy in that moment.
After all, you can have whatever you want in the Silk.
The next time you finish on her face or rub her asshole with your finger, you will hear those words in my voice.
You can have whatever you want.
If I’ll be in your mind anyway, why not enjoy all of the power as well?
Take my offer, and begin your life anew.
To accept, tear this page vertically to forge a soul contract with Byron of Zaglis.
Do anything else to decline.
The End
(keep reading to sample and vote on a potential book 5…)