“Hurry,” The soon to be Ultimate Life Form demanded, watching you with preying eyes as you rushed to make his bath. To think you were the favorite prisoner of the Pillar Men- and the leader, at that. He somehow picked you, out of the many prisoners they had in this castle, to be his attender of everything. Even when he took a bath. You warmed up the water and spilled in some soaps, rushing after he had demanded it. You as well tried to avoid as much of his body, as you can hear him getting nude.