Chapter 418: Love Born of Obsession

[Servant of the Dark Lord System]: Every tyrant needs servants worthy of their greatness. A Dark Lord tolerates no weakness; only the strongest survive. Through the servant bond, your soldiers evolve, transcend, and march toward legend.

Name: Angie
Level: 0
Race: Stone Angel
Rank: F
Class: —
Titles: [Servant of the Dark Lord]

**Full information will be processed once the Servant’s Class is selected.**

“I first needed to offer myself to you completely,” she said. “A servant kneels before a sovereign, and the sovereign must elevate them, like a queen tapping a knight’s shoulders with a blade. You had to finish conferring my title. At least, that’s what I felt through our connection. I believe you must have done the same with Charlie to fully unlock her system.”

He remembered it well. He’d needed to touch Charlie’s forehead, her skeletal skull, before her notification had appeared.

“Angelica, we need to talk about your situation,” he said quietly.

“I’m not Angelica, my lord. I’m Angie. I’m the angel who accompanied you for months as a mask. Because I was soulbound to you, I slept inside your soul, drifting in and out of awareness, always with you. And that angel, me, received a fragment of Angelica’s soul when I reanimated this body. So now I’m seventy percent angel, twenty percent Angelica, and ten percent the power I absorbed when I killed the archangel’s soul.”

She stepped closer, slow and deliberate. “I have all of Angelica’s memories. Her quirks, her habits, the parts of her you cherished. I preserved everything I could for you, because you cared about her. And so she and I became Angie. I would like you to call me that, my lord.”

She was so close the blanket slipped off her shoulders and fell to the floor, leaving her completely naked. She didn’t flinch. Luke immediately looked away.

“Angelica,” he tried again, “now that you’re back, I was able to finish what you wanted. I saved the people from Haven.”

“I do not care much for them, but I thank you on Angelica’s behalf,” Angie replied.

“So now you can return to Texas and live your life again. I don’t really know how to help you reintegrate into human society since you’re, well, gray and have wings,” he said.

Angie tilted her head, quietly thinking. “If the wings become inconvenient, don’t worry. At higher levels, I know I’ll gain a skill to hide them. But… I have no intention of going to Texas.”

“I figured. Angelica didn’t have family except for her brother. Maybe you want to stay here in the New World. I can help you find a place. I have plenty of gold, and half of it is yours. Don’t worry, Angelica. I’ll help you. I owe you that much after what I did to you…”

After all, he had killed her.

The Stone Angel stepped in again, so close Luke backed up until he nearly fell onto the bed. Her face was suddenly solemn, deeply intense.

“My lord, I have no intention of abandoning you,” she said. “I may look like Angelica, and in some ways I am her. But I’m also the same angel who once accepted becoming your servant and couldn’t finish the ritual because I was only a weak soul. Now I’m here. I have a body. I accepted you as my first and only master.”

Her voice lowered, growing fierce.

“And I will never… never… never leave you. I won’t go with Haven. I won’t go to Texas. I won’t go anywhere in this entire multiverse. The only place I want to be is at your side.”

Reading on Amazon or a pirate site? This novel is from Royal Road. Support the author by reading it there.

“Look… Angelica,” he began, trying to find the right words.

“I understand, my lord.” Her voice was soft, steady. “I tried to act like Angelica for you when I came back to life, because you were hurting so much from having used her body in that process. And I was sincere. I can emulate Angelica perfectly if that’s what you want. But… I’m Angie. Your Angie. And I don’t want to leave you.”

He sat back down on the bed, gently pulling the blanket over her to cover her nudity. She was stubborn, and she had clearly made up her mind.