“Please be respectful to my wife and take anotherform.”
I look down at myself and see the Void’s cock is still out.“My apologies to your wife.”I mutter as I take the Terra’s form again. Thankfully, this one has hidden its cock.
Xiaoyu looks uncomfortable as she adjusts the toga I just had the spiders make her. Or maybe it’s my tooth up her ass. Her nails dig into my forearm.
“Missing women? There are others like me here? When were you going to tell me, Datu?”
I do not feel bad for not telling her.“You would have worried yourself sick if I had.”I tell her softly while stroking her hair. The look of betrayal is an image etched into my mind.
“Ahem,” The Sarkany’s wife cuts in. “Does he talk at all?” She asks Xiaoyu.
“Oh, I’m so sorry, I forgot. No, he’s mute.”
“But you can communicate though?” This one with wild orange hair taps her unnatural arm. The metal morphs into a thing she places over her mouth and nose. “Just so you know, the oxygen here is tainted with some volatile fumes. How long have you been here with no respirators?”
“Umm, four days?”
“You must be high as a kite!” The woman says disapprovingly. “Here.” She creates another mask from her arm, and before Xiaoyu can take it, I block her.
“You will not be sullying my land with unnatural things.”I realize too late they cannot hear me, but the tremble in the earth says enough.
The Sarkany is quick to protect his wife as he shoves her behind him.
“Jesus Christ, can you fucking stop and be civil?!” I am taken aback at the screeching Xiaoyu. Fire burns in her eyes as she drags me farther from the hulking male. I know this Xiaoyu. She is not taking no for an answer.
“She’s right, though.” The other quips. “Why can’t we just act like decent humans—err, people!” She nudges her Sarkany.
Begrudgingly—like he’d rather pry his teeth off his gums than do this—he says, “Yes. I agree.”
“Awesome! Let’s go somewhere safe where there aren’t bugs trying to eat me, yeah?”
I cannot put into words how irritating I find the Sarkany’s wife.
She has taken Xiaoyu away from me like I am yesterday’s dung. Xiaoyu has taken the shape of the less vicious personality again. The observer. She is quiet as she listens to the woman, but I see the look in her eyes. She is fascinated. It is the only reason why I do not pull her away.
As they talk “science,” the Sarkany and I silently judge one another.
He is ugly. Tall and wide like an ogre. His face, neck are coated with what look like reptilian scales, nails cut short and blunt. Probably because his wife told him to.
“You are a disgusting eater.” He says all of a sudden like he knew the whole time I’d been judging him.
I bristle, defensive.Eater?What is this foolishness?
“You do not even know what you are.” Khaliv says incredulously, repulsed by me.
I AM A GOD,I want to scream.
His scaled face twitches like he hears my rage. “You think you are gods. You trap people in your forest. You feed on them. You make people think you are gods in their dreams, but you are actually just parasites.”
Truly, I have no words.
“I have been plagued by one of you before. A powerful, clever species. But know when you latch on too much to someone, they will go mad. Or worse.”
I have plenty of hearts, and it is as if they just dropped simultaneously. My eyes plead for more answers.
“You do not want to have to kill her.”
Xiaoyu
