The Chamber of Submission was a cruel place. It was not like the cellar in the mortal world. This room was huge and luxurious with a feeling to it. The walls were covered in dark red silk that seemed to beat like a heart. Every candle had a flame that made long scary shadows on the walls.
In the middle of the room was a black bed. It was not a bed it was like an altar.
I looked at Isabella. She was from the Valerius household and people called her the "Ice Rose".. Now she was just a scared shaking mess. The air in the room was filled with a strong smell that was affecting her. It was not her body it was also her mind.
"Alaric stop this please " she whispered, her voice breaking.
She tried to move but the room was strange. Every time she moved she got closer to me. I watched her struggle feeling like a scientist watching an experiment.
Fear is a thing I thought.. When you mix it with desire it becomes a strong control.
"You keep calling me Alaric " I said, my voice. Loud in the big room. I walked towards her my boots making a noise on the floor. "Alaric was the boy you hurt. Alaric was the one who loved you. You just laughed at him."
I touched her face my fingers on her jaw. Her skin was hot unlike the stone in the room. She moved away. Not much. The Systems power was still working, keeping her in place.
"The boy who died is gone " I said, leaning down close to her. "What is in front of you now is the result of what you did. I am the one who will take over your world.. You you are just the first one."
The System sent me a message: Isabellas willpower was very low 12%.
My body was not feeling well. The poison was getting worse. My heart was beating very fast. If I did not do something my body would die before I could finish what I started.
I held Isabellas hands. Pinned them to the bed. She gasped, her chest moving up and down as she looked at me. I saw the fear in her eyes the fear of not being in control.
"I won't let you " she said, trying to be strong.
"You can't stop me Isabella " I whispered, my hand on her clothes. "In this room you don't have a choice. Your body belongs to the System and your soul belongs to me."
As I touched her the System started to work. A red screen appeared, showing her heart rate and the flow of her magic.
The air in the room got colder. Isabellas skin was hot. She was a mage with the power of winter in her blood. To me that power was what I needed.
"Now " I said, my body close to hers. "Show me your power before I take it away."
The black silk under her felt cold. My touch was hot.
I leaned over her my shadow covering her body. The smell in the room was making her afraid. Also making her want me. Her breath was fast her chest moving up and down. The smell of her skin like winter flowers and a trapped animal filled my senses.
The System sent me another message: Isabellas heart rate was synchronized with mine and her magic was ready to be taken.
I gave the command. The System started to work.
As I touched her skin Isabella made a sound, a mix of pain and fear. The contact was strong. Her magic surged into my body. It was cold and sharp. It was what I needed.
"Your power is Isabella " I whispered, my lips on her neck. ". It doesn't belong to you anymore."
I did not wait for her to answer. I took her with an calculated move.
Isabellas body moved, her fingers digging into the bed as the Systems power hit us. It was not a physical touch it was a strong merge of our souls. I felt her magic, cold and sharp being taken from her and put into my body.
"A-Ah stop it's too much " she gasped, her eyes rolling back.
Her body was in a struggle. The pleasure was forced on her by the System. Her soul was being drained. It was a violation of her control. She wanted to scream, to curse me to kill me. Her body was responding to my touch.
The System sent me another message: the synthesis was. Her magic was being taken.
I felt the poison in my body burning away replaced by the power of her magic. Every move I made felt like I was taking a piece of her her history, her training and her potential.
"Look at me Isabella," I commanded, my hand on her chin. "Tell me who owns you."
"I... I... Alaric, no Master " she stammered, her mind breaking under the pressure.
The word was a victory.
The room lit up with a light as the System acknowledged her submission. The shadows on the walls moved faster showing the intensity of our touch. I felt her core, the source of her pride breaking under my souls hunger.
I was a person who had lost everything. She was the first one I was taking from the world that had hurt me.
"Again " I growled, my pace getting faster as the Systems countdown hit the zone. "Say it like you mean it like your life depends on it. Because in this room it does."
Her answer was lost in a loud broken cry as the synthesis hit us blinding us with a flash of light.
The final pulse of the synthesis hit like a wave of cold water.
Isabellas body went rigid her fingers digging into my back as her magic finally surrendered. A strong crystalline light erupted from our touch lighting up the room. In that moment I felt the last of the poison burning away replaced by a humming power that made my skin tingle.
The System sent me a message: the synthesis was complete and my body was optimized. I had gained powers and Isabella was mine.
As the light faded the mist, in the room started to clear. Isabellas body stopped shaking. She lay still her breathing shallow and ragged her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.
She looked like a doll but I knew better. The Systems connection was permanent now.
The System sent me a note: Isabellas mind had been. She would always associate my presence with her survival.
I stood up. I felt the new strength in Alarics limbs. I was not a dying boy anymore. My movements were smooth. My mind was sharp. I looked at myself in the mirrors and the pale skin was gone. Now I had a glow. I even seemed a little taller.
I said to Isabella "Stand up". My voice was loud and clear.
She. Her eyes slowly focused on me. She got off the bed. Knelt on the floor at my feet. The proud Isabella was gone. Now she was a woman who only thought about me.
She whispered "Yes Master". Her voice was not proud like before.
The room around us started to change. The nice silks turned into stone and the nice smell of lavender was replaced by a bad smell. The iron door was still. The candle was still burning. Only a little time had passed outside.
Inside the room everything had changed.
I grabbed Isabellas hair. Made her look at me. I said "Listen to me. You will leave this room. Tell your father that the poison worked.. You want to take care of my body yourself".
Isabella nodded quickly. She would do what I said. "I will do what you say Master. My father will not suspect anything".
I. Let her go. I said "Go and wash yourself.. Do not forget how you feel now. I will be waiting for you in the palace.. Isabella if you do not do what I say next time it will not be easy for you".
She got up. Signaled the guards to open the door. I sat down again. Closed my eyes.
To the guards I was still the dying Prince Alaric.. I could feel the power, in my fingers. I knew I was just starting. The Count was next. Then the whole world.