Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires

As everybody watched in horror, the bones of the giant dragon suddenly rose. Its green eyes pierced their souls.

The dragon shifted its gaze to the boy—his master—awaiting orders.

Zaroth was on the ground, clutching his chest with his hand. He was in intense pain; it felt like he was being torn apart from the inside.

A mana scarcity —a phenomenon that occurs when a person uses all their mana and tries to surpass their limit.

Zaroth had never experienced something like this because, up until now, he had never been able to use mana. Not to mention, supporting the body of a dragon was going to kill him soon enough.

But pushing through the pain, he raised his head, locking eyes with the dragon.

"Kill them all!" It was the only thing he could manage to say as blood began to spill from his mouth. He couldn't sustain the creature much longer.

The creature, receiving the order, stared at the red-clad soldier, who had pissed his pants from fear.

The dragon opened its massive jaws, and a green flame shot out, immediately melting the soldier into nothingness.

The flame didn't stop there—it surged past the man and reached the prisoners behind him.

The carriages were melted, and the horses were immediately burned.

The dragon began rotating its head in a circular motion, setting the camp ablaze.

The armor of the soldiers, too slow to react, melted and sank into their flesh.

Not even a minute had passed after the dragon had been raised from the dead, and the entire war camp was aflame. The only two survivors were Zaroth and the dragon above him, at the center of the camp.

Despite the feeling that his soul was being destroyed, Zaroth smiled as he watched the destruction.

The ones who had taken him from his home were here, too. So, if someone had killed his mother, that person would be here as well.

The violent screams of people burning were like a pleasant melody to his ears.

As he looked up, he saw the green eyes of the dragon staring at him. Despite being a mythical creature, currently composed only of bone, one that would send fear into the soul of any individual, Zaroth saw something different.

"Beautiful," he muttered as he stared at the dragon.

Exhaustion overwhelmed him, and with his final thoughts, he closed his eyes and fell into sleep.

*****

"Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm…"

After some time, he was awoken by a pleasant humming. Despite having slept on the hard ground, he found his head resting on something incredibly soft. Someone was playing with his hair.

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw a woman with white hair and green, cat-like eyes. He was lying on her lap as she playfully toyed with his hair.

She was barely clothed, wearing only a black bra connected to a collar around her neck. It was hard to see much due to his blurry vision, but one thing was certain: he had never seen a more beautiful woman in his life.

Noticing his gaze, her red lips curved into a breathtaking smile.

"Oh, you're awake, Master."

"What happened?" he asked, trying to remember.

"Well, seeing as I am your first," her smile widened slightly as she said that, "you must not be familiar with how this works. In short, once you touched me, you tried to form a pact with me. Once I judged your soul as worthy, I formed a contract with you."

"A contract?" he asked, still confused.

"Yes, you've formed a contract with a dragon... Not many can say that. Not only that, but I was the first creature you tamed, so we have a much deeper connection than any other creature you'll tame in the future."

"A connection?"

"Yes, I've taken your hair, and you've taken my eyes."

"So, I have green, cat-like eyes now?"

"Yes, that's correct!" She replied happily. "As expected, my master is quick-minded!"

Slowly sitting up, he looked at the woman, and his heart skipped a beat. No, for a moment, it stopped altogether.

Her figure was so enchanting that no one could possibly ignore her. Not only that, but her provocative outfit, which covered only her breasts, hands, and a little of her waist, fit her perfectly—as if it had been made just for her.

"Why am I so stunning, you might wonder?" she said in response to his gaze.

"Earlier, when you looked at my dragon form, you said 'beautiful.' Because I hadn't yet assumed a human form, I became the most beautiful thing your mind could comprehend."

He was still staring at her, caught in some sort of trance. This made her blush slightly, though she seemed content nonetheless.

"In human form, I don't require that much mana, so I assumed one as soon as you were safe from any danger."

'I want her,' this was the only thought in his mind now. Remembering the words of his mother—'Live for your desires.'

He stretched his hand with the intention of touching her, only to collapse to his knees, his body screaming in pain.

She managed to catch him before he could fall completely, as she did her breasts pressed against his chest.

"Be more careful!" she commanded. "I've used my powers to heal as much as I could, but your mana core is beyond empty. You need to rest!"

"What… what is your name?" he grated between clenched teeth.

Gently putting him back on her lap and patting his head, she answered, "Luna. But you should already know that."

"What was that thing I heard before? And not only that, but I am not blessed, so I can't tame beasts—much less undead beasts."

"You heard the system announcing your successful contract with me. So, congratulations, you're officially a tamer—an undead one. I knew from the moment you touched me that you weren't blessed, but for some reason, a god decided to grant you their blessing."

"Now that you mention it, I remember someone being surprised that there was another," Zaroth replied.

"It's possible it was a long-forgotten god," she mused. "Not that I've ever heard of a god being able to raise the dead."

As Zaroth lay on her lap, he couldn't control himself anymore. With a finger, he poked the side of her exposed breast. Her breasts were too large for the bra, causing the sides to spill out.

Luna seemed surprised for a moment but didn't object.

"Aren't you going to stop me? Zaroth asked.

"Zaroth, I was dead, you know? There's no fate worse than that. You're the one who revived me; I owe everything to you. Why would I object?"

"Doesn't 'not objecting' and 'liking' mean two different things? So which one are you?"

Smiling widely, she leaned toward his ear. Her breasts came dangerously close to his face as she whispered softly in his ear, "I don't know, you tell me."

Hearing that, something began to rise within Zaroth, but it was quickly halted as she straightened her back and traced her delicate finger to where his heart was located.

"But we're not doing anything with your heart being so weak right now. Its mana is barely able to sustain both of us, so you might actually die if we try anything... inappropriate right now."

She blushed slightly as she said the last part.

"So, what do I have to do?" Zaroth asked, clearly excited at the idea of doing something inappropriate with the woman in front of him.

"You must strengthen your mana core. I think you humans have something specifically designed for that… I believe you call it an academy."

He sighed slightly. "Well, Mother always regretted not being able to send me to an academy, and I don't think there's a better motivation than the one you just gave me… so, I guess it's academy, then!"

"I can't wait for that moment, you know?" she said flirtatiously, playing with his hair.

"But I'm curious about something."

"Hm? What is it?" Luna asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You said you judged me. How did you do that? Why was I worthy?"

Luna's smile darkened, her eyes glowing with a dangerous intensity

"Despite knowing you would die, you didn't pray to the gods. On the contrary, you declared you would kill every single one of them like the dogs they are. In my life, you're the only one who's ever made such a declaration, so I couldn't leave alone someone who shares my dream, you see."

"Oh!" Suddenly, she was back to her usual playful self. "Of course, we'll spare the one who blessed you and made my revival possible."