Partners in Hate
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 51
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Primaron neared the woman that Torn had first met when it took it’s host. Seeing his creation mercilessly murder a living creature had pleased Primaron. He had thought that it was definite proof that his creation was ready for it’s mission. Oh how foolish he had been. Simply having the drive to kill is never enough without the loyalty to those of higher mental power. The Torn may have had the principles of a true masterpiece, but it lacked the important element of devotion that a perfect artificial creation needed. But all that was moot now. Primaron had realized that he could not create the ultimate weapon, but become it. Only with his genius mind and newfound abilities, could he bring the universe to its knees and punish all the fools that had laughed at him. He’d start with the wretched spiky haired woman that had invaded his lab then killed one of his bodies. He’d teach her the meaning of suffering, along with his failed experiment. After that, he’d destroy that boy his traitorous creation had become infatuated with. He’d make them all suffer and then destroy their world for good measure. You can never take revenge too far.
So many people to kill, he had no time to waste. He hovered over the dead woman, whose name for the love of him he couldn’t remember. Slowly he seeped into her mind and made a surprising discovery. She was still clinging to a shred of life.
The temptation to snuff out the last of part of her was tempting, but the curiosity of how this woman could still be alive was too enticing not to explore. Searching through her memories, Primaron found mostly garbage. Childhood memories, first dates, graduating intergalactic space academy, all pretty much useless. It was so boring, Primaron skipped ahead to the last few hours and found not so much memories, but emotions. He smiled with nonexistent teeth as he reveled in the pure hate and fury this woman had been feeling in her last moments of life. The raw hatred the woman had felt in her final moments had been so great; it even put the indignity he felt to shame. Such unfettered rage was so uncommon in these days of conservative thoughts. To find such gems of fury inside someone so young was indeed a rare find. Primaron just had to speak to this fascinating young lady.
“Can you hear me, my dear?”
No response came and Primaron worried. Had the lack of air left this woman brain dead? If so, he had to get rid of her, he couldn’t be sharing this head with a moron. He was about to push her consciousness out of the head for good, when a weak response came through.
“Are you God?”
Primaron chuckled softly. “Well, I like to think so some times.”
“If you are God, can I ask for one thing before I die?”
“Of coarse.” Last requests were a rarity for Primaron, but he had a soft spot for this woman. She had such hate coursing through her not long ago, he would enjoy savoring these feelings later. When the woman asked for her final wish, she lost her trepidation. What she asked for came out as sharp and strong as the blade of a Katana with every bit of her hate dripping from every word.
“I want to kill that bitch Mihoshi!”
“Maybe I ‘can’ help you,” Slyly Primaron answered after a moment of thought. He had always found the concept of having a partner, in either work or a relationship to be tedious. What person could ever be a match for his greatness? But he had to say, hearing and feeling the hate from this woman had Primaron interested, and he wasn’t completely sure, but also a little aroused. Perhaps he had found his perfect match.
“Miss Kiyone, how do you feel about making a deal?”
So many people to kill, he had no time to waste. He hovered over the dead woman, whose name for the love of him he couldn’t remember. Slowly he seeped into her mind and made a surprising discovery. She was still clinging to a shred of life.
The temptation to snuff out the last of part of her was tempting, but the curiosity of how this woman could still be alive was too enticing not to explore. Searching through her memories, Primaron found mostly garbage. Childhood memories, first dates, graduating intergalactic space academy, all pretty much useless. It was so boring, Primaron skipped ahead to the last few hours and found not so much memories, but emotions. He smiled with nonexistent teeth as he reveled in the pure hate and fury this woman had been feeling in her last moments of life. The raw hatred the woman had felt in her final moments had been so great; it even put the indignity he felt to shame. Such unfettered rage was so uncommon in these days of conservative thoughts. To find such gems of fury inside someone so young was indeed a rare find. Primaron just had to speak to this fascinating young lady.
“Can you hear me, my dear?”
No response came and Primaron worried. Had the lack of air left this woman brain dead? If so, he had to get rid of her, he couldn’t be sharing this head with a moron. He was about to push her consciousness out of the head for good, when a weak response came through.
“Are you God?”
Primaron chuckled softly. “Well, I like to think so some times.”
“If you are God, can I ask for one thing before I die?”
“Of coarse.” Last requests were a rarity for Primaron, but he had a soft spot for this woman. She had such hate coursing through her not long ago, he would enjoy savoring these feelings later. When the woman asked for her final wish, she lost her trepidation. What she asked for came out as sharp and strong as the blade of a Katana with every bit of her hate dripping from every word.
“I want to kill that bitch Mihoshi!”
“Maybe I ‘can’ help you,” Slyly Primaron answered after a moment of thought. He had always found the concept of having a partner, in either work or a relationship to be tedious. What person could ever be a match for his greatness? But he had to say, hearing and feeling the hate from this woman had Primaron interested, and he wasn’t completely sure, but also a little aroused. Perhaps he had found his perfect match.
“Miss Kiyone, how do you feel about making a deal?”
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