Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

"Master, I'm not edible." She said as she tried her best to pry his lips off of her cheeks. With her comically low Strength value for a person of her level, she was not at all successful.

"I thought so too, but I'm not so sure about that anymore…" He said as he forced another kiss onto her cheeks despite her resistance, after which he finally straightened his back.

"... What will you do with me?" Selene asked after a heavy sigh. It was clear that both hated her greatly. She was not going to gain anything from either of them.

"Me? Only positive things. You will love me." The elf decreed, though her ominous tone was anything but relaxing.

The monster finally addressed her once again. He was so focused on the elf's cheeks that Selene thought he might've forgotten about her. How wonderful that would've been.

"You see, I'm trying to gain access to the intermediate-tiered spells of my Elemental Sovereign class. However, the annoying unlock requirement wants me to gain a good enough proficiency with all 16 basic-tiered spells. I think I'm very good with 15 of them, but the last one has been entirely useless to me thus far. However, I think it might just be perfect to have an amicable chat with the people I despise from the bottom of my heart, like you."

"Elemental Sovereign?!" She cried in shock and fright. Of course this monster had access to that illustrious class! Simply being a much superior Slave Master wasn't unfair enough for his enemies to deal with!

However, her pondering ceased immediately when his right hand began turning fiery red. He didn't flinch at all, though, clearly not sustaining any injuries. "[Burning Hands] sounds like a cool spell, but I don't have a reason to touch my enemies with my bare hands when I have an amazing saber and my Stormblade class to go with it. Be that as it may, I have to master this spell as well unless I want to remain a bumfuck nobody who hurls simple Water Bullets at my enemies. Not that the basic spells are bad. They are very cost-effective but I have more grandiose dreams than slinging [Air Slashes] at my enemies. Therefore, I started thinking. An Elemental Sovereign isn't just about destroying his enemies, but about using the elements to their fullest potential.

Fire, the most destructive element of the basic four. Living beings steer clear of it just from pure instincts. I can't build structures with it like I can with earth. I can't sustain life like I can with water. I can't free myself of the burdens of my weight, of gravity, of the landlocked state I was born with as I could with the wind element. Fire is… hurt. It's a warning. Just like how your screams will serve as a warning to all my other slaves before they begin thinking of any funny ideas.

As for this awesome woman, what do you think her role in all this is? She is a healer, so she will do her Goddess-given job of healing the injured. Again, again, and again…"

He finished as his swirling crazed red eyes returned from before, in a renewed intensity at that. He began slowly approaching her.

Selene reeled back into the backrest of her chair, doing her utmost to get as far away from the monster as possible.

"No! Please!!! Anything but this! I'm so sorry! Spare meeeee!!"

*Srrss* painful sizzling sound erupted in the room as his hand made contact with her previously pristine white right thigh. Blood-curdling wailing immediately tore from her throat. "Aaaaaaaarhghhhh!!!" Your journey continues at empire

The man began laughing maniacally with so much strength in his voice that he managed to overpower her loud screeching. "Hahaha! That's right! You have no clue how much I've suffered because of your actions! Over a decade of continuous torment, mental and physical, can you even grasp how living through that hell was? No? Of course not, but I'm here to help you understand, so… Scream for me! Sing for me! Sing your masterpiece symphony to the entire Ascendants faction! Show them what is the only possible end result that can come of opposing the Primordial Villain and his loyal followers! Where did your voice go?! Louder! Put your lungs into it! I said! Louder!"

…

"I can't do this any longer. It's horrible. I will start crying at any moment."

"The master is furious…"

"Furious? This is what you call 'furious'? More like he just got his hands on his eternal nemesis."

The laborer slaves discussed among themselves while applying the paint on the building's exterior since their master had brought them the needed materials.

What was the reason for their concern?

"MERCYYYYY!!!" The feminine wailing that had been going on for hours now, was accompanied by their master's extremely cruel, gleeful shouting. When he bought them, they were all very apprehensive due to his ominous looks, and of course, also simply because their lives were his to do with as he pleased. However, after that, he was nothing but amicable. Like a good boss, even better than what most of them had while they were free citizens.

Today, they were reminded of the harsh reality. Their master was a sadistic, revenge-driven man who enjoyed tormenting his enemies. The reason he was kind to them was that they had done nothing to earn his ire. Should that change…

"Sera, her vocal cords are doing rather badly. I can barely hear her. Heal her."

"Of course, master."

"Oh, the spell just ran out. Lucky, it doesn't even have a CD. I'm starting to become a fan of this spell, to be honest with you. [Burning Hands]."

"No, no, nooooo!!!"

That's right, Quinlan elected to hold this torturing session in the sole building of the stronghold. This way, all those present would hear Selene's misery. He didn't want to threaten anyone by doing so, only to serve as a reminder. He was an amicable, friendly man who was great to have on your side, but being his enemy… was not an enviable position to find yourself in.