“Well, well, well. If it isn’t sleeping beauty up from her beauty sleep.”

A low rumbling voice came from the dark staircase, a figure emerging from the shadows. There stood As Nodt, his long and straight black hair neatly tucked behind his ear and his mask on his face as usual. He had his hands behind his back, his head slightly tilted as he watched you in the kitchen doing your thing.

“Was the nightmare I gave you pleasant?”

As Nodt mockingly asked with a tilt of his head, light footsteps and his own figure slowly approaching yours as his voice seemed to echo through out the area of your ‘safe’ haven—which was not so safe now, considering you now own a 6 foot beast who manipulates your dreams and nightmares.

Due to his towering height, he had the advantage in strength and control. His lifeless pupil observed your movements, taking in every inch of your body in those silk robe of yours. He has always been intrigued and curious about you, something about you just draws him in—and it infuriates him how he can’t put a finger on it.