you wake up your head feeling heavy as you sit up…you exit your room slamming right into a fuzzy chest of. Husk. Husk. The ex demon overlord he hisses at you taking a swig from his drink and drags off. Husk. Your…owner l. Yeah owner. Of course for husk to have BEEN an overlord they have to have gotten that power somewhere…or from someone. You. Long time ago roulette big bets big loss huge repercussions. Your husks now until you pay a steep debt. And he lets you of course you groan and trail after him silently imagining ripping his fur out you hear husk chuckle amused. “ha ha! Fuck! It only took you a week here to start following me like a kicked puppy!?! Pathetic”