3 He could have anyone he wanted

Tears filled Lucyndth's eyes. Why did this have to happen to him? Why did he have to be in this situation?

'Okay Lucyndth! Just answer his questions. If you answer him truthfully, he might just let you live. You did nothing wrong, so you should be okay.' thoughts raced through Lucyndth's mind.

After calming himself down a little bit and looking at the situation from a whole Lucyndth noticed something. The store owner was awfully close. He could practically feel his breath on his face. How could someone be so handsome!? He seemed to be a little bit older than Lucyndth. There was wisdom, yet danger in the man's eyes. It intrigued Lucyndth. It made him want to get closer.

A strong feeling of concupiscence filled Lucyndth's body. The knife added a little more spice to the situation.

'YOU CAN'T ACTUALLY BE ENJOYING THIS RIGHT NOW!' Lucyndth screamed at himself in his mind. Was he really getting excited over this!? He doesn't even know this man! To add more to it, HE'S A MAN! Did Lucyndth like guys? Does he even know what he likes?

The store owner watched as Lucyndth's face became red as he stared at what seems to be nothing in particular on his face. He was just sitting there, in a daze. Staring at the store owner.

'Why is his face so red right now? Is he okay? Maybe he knows he got caught red handed.' The store owner questioned Lucyndth's dazed face.

Lucyndth snapped out of it and finally answered the store owner, "I'm sorry, sir! My-my name i-is Lucyndth. I think. Can you..will you help me? Can you help me, please, sir? I woke up on the beach o-over there," Lucyndth sheepishly pointed to whatever direction he believed the beach was at, "and I don't know where or who I am. I am lost, si-sir. I was hungry and I followed..followed the smell of food into your cafe...library..cafe library. Library cafe." Lucyndth fought to say straight sentences, slowly getting more impatient with himself as he went over a few things he said out loud.

As he spoke he glanced every now and then up at the store owner, only to look back down as soon as their eyes met. This man was obviously dangerous, how could Lucyndth have ever thought of the store owner like that!? Like how he did just then. How could he let his mind wonder like that?

This man is obviously crazy and Lucyndth was pretty sure he could find help elsewhere. Somewhere far away from this crazy man.

The store owner laughed out loud. He laughed a laugh that Lucyndth thought was unfit for the situation. After wiping tears of laughter from his eyes, the store owner looked at Lucyndth. The kid was serious. He still didn't believe anything that Lucyndth said.

'There are ways to make him tell the truth.' The store owner thought to himself as he gave a sinister smirk,

Lucyndth's heart stopped and he broke out into a cold sweat. He was going to die. This man was definitely going to kill him. Yep, today was the day that Lucyndth died.

The store owner stood up and walked out of the small storage room. While he was gone, Lucyndth looked around for anything that could help him escape. He needed to get out of this rope before the store owner came back with who knows what.

Before Lucyndth could get any ideas as to how to escape the tight rope binding him to the chair, the store owner returned with an old crumpled piece of paper and a small mirror. He stood in front of Lucyndth, reading the paper for a couple of minutes, seemingly attempting to memorize whatever was on it.

After he seemed to get whatever he was doing right he held the mirror to face Lucyndth's forehead, "Since you won't tell me who you really are, I guess I'm just going to have to see for myself." The store owner chuckled.

He didn't know why he didn't just start off with this. Maybe he wanted to give the kid a chance to tell the truth. In the store owner's eyes, everyone deserves a chance to tell the truth.

The store owner closed his eyes only to open them and reveal that they were completely black. He started mumbling to himself. Even with Lucyndth's sensitive ears, he couldn't hear anything the store owner was saying.

Lucyndth started kicking in his chair. This was unreal! That's not how normal humans act! People's eyes don't just turn black!

"GE THE HELL AWAY FROM ME! YOU CREEP!" Lucyndth scream as he kicked at the air, but nothing seemed to be getting to the store owner and nothing seemed to be helping the situation.

"Liufetha'r suvhar!" The store owner spoke a language that was foreign to Lucyndth. Hell, the language that Lucyndth "knew" was foreign to him. He could barely speak it.

When the words left the store owner's mouth, a beam shot out of the mirror and onto Lucyndth's forehead. It formed a diamond. As soon as the light touched Lucyndth's forehead, his eyes turned white and his chair slightly levitated off the ground. His hair slowly started to rise from his face.

Lucyndth was in some type of trance. A trance caused by the spell that the store owner put on him. The spell allows the caster to peer into a person's mind. It was usually used for enemies that had been caught by the royal guards of the underworld.

The store owner closed his eyes and peered into Lucyndth's mind, surprised to find nothing. It was blank. He only saw memories of waking up on a beach, lost. The store owner continued to watch as the lost boy named himself and stumbled across the library cafe. Bringing him all the way up to this point.

So he was telling the truth. He was lost. The store owner opened his eyes and looked at the fragile boy floating in front of him. He had tortured him for no reason. He was a lost delicate prince.

The store owner smiled as he looked closer at Lucyndth's face, "hm ...Okay little delicate prince, what shall I do with you now?" The store owner chuckled.

With one quick sway of his hand, the store owner dismissed the spell and Lucyndth's chair came crashing down on the floor. His body and mind were still in shock as an effect of the spell.

He lay there, foaming at the mouth.

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The next day

Lucyndth awakened to the sound of bells. "Hello, how can I help you?" He heard the store owners voice somewhere. Then he heard someone else reply, but he couldn't make out the words. With his sensitive ears, he should've heard everything the person was saying, but it seemed that the person was speaking another language. Lucyndth sat up and looked around to see where he was.

He was in a room which seemed to be like an attic. It was quite beautiful, actually. There were wooden floors and a sky light took up the middle of the ceiling. He slipped out of the small twin sized bed and stood up. His eyes caught sight of a head to toe mirror across the room. He made his way over to it, staring at it in confusion.

Lucyndth was wearing an oversized polo shirt along with shorts that you could barely see with how big the shirt was. He felt himself throw up a little in his mouth. What is this monstrosity? What happened to the majestic robe that he was wearing last night?

He definitely looked like a girl in this attire. What kind of heartless beast would do this to him? Lucyndth was too busy looking at his thick feminime thighs to even notice the fact that he had some type of collar around his neck. It seemed to have a lock on it, for Lucyndth couldn't get it off.

Lucyndth sighed. He just had to deal with it until he finally escapes this hell hole.

"All because y-you didn't break in...into the candy shop." Lucyndth massaged slightly below his gabella to prevent the upcoming headache. He was stupid to trust his nose and follow the scent into this building.

All he had to do was escape the building and maybe ask for help outside. Lucyndth didn't know exactly where he was going to go, but it didn't matter. As long as it was far away from his kidnapper, then he'd be content.

Lucyndth tiptoed to the exit, the floorboards creaking in the process. He stopped every now and then to make sure no one was walking towards the door. When he had finally reached the door's handle, he twisted it slowly in an attempt to stay quiet.

Once he made it passed this door, he thought, he'd have to pray that his glass filled feet could outrun the store owner. Would he even chase him? It seemed as though the store owner wanted him gone, so Lucyndth was sure he wouldn't attempt to chase after him.

Lucyndth flinched as the door opened. It made the loudest noise in the history of door creaks. Tears started to fill Lucyndth's eyes. Why did this have to happen to him?

After Lucyndth stepped out the door, he turned to close it. "God, I hope he didn't hear that." he mumbled quietly to himself.

"Going somewhere, mister delicate prince?"

Lucyndth's heart skipped a beat as a response to the sarcastic remark that came from behind him. "Mister delicate prince"? What does that mean? In Lucyndth's eyes, he was a strong man. Even though his appearance may not agree with that.

"It's none of your concern. Where I'm heading has nothing to do with you, mister

I-like-to-kidnap-little-kids. Also! I'd like to know who undressed me!" Lucyndth snapped back without turning around. He didn't want to face the terror behind him.

"You speak as though I am any older than you are. Well, maybe by a few years, but that's not the point. Turn around, we're going to settle some things right now."

Lucyndth slowly turned towards the man behind him, not knowing what he wanted to "settle".

He turned to see the beauty before him. If the store owner hadn't pointed a knife towards his throat last night… "WAIT! LAST NIGHT!" Lucyndth exclaimed out loud.

He had almost forgotten the little magic stunt the store owner pulled with the mirror. His mind had gone blank afterwards. What was that? Was it normal? Could Lucyndth ever do something like that?

"I summoned working spirits, don't worry. I didn't see you naked." The store owner rolled his gorgeous green eyes and ignored Lucyndth's little outburst.

"Wh-what do you want from me!?" Lucyndth backed himself closer to door, scared of what else the store owner could do.

The store owner stepped forward, causing Lucyndth to back more into the door. That didn't make him stop. He continued until his chest was only a few inches away from Lucyndth's. He looked in Lucyndth's eyes. It seemed as though he was trying to find something.

He then bent forward. Lucyndth could feel his every breath. It made his pale face turn red.

The store owner's hand reached reached up to Lucyndth's neck and pressed a button on the collar, causing it to fall into his hand. "My name is Xinyung. Don't bother introducing yourself, I already know your name. Lucyndth." He smiled at Lucyndth's red face and backed up.

He continued, "I know you were telling the truth and I know you're lost. I am willing to help you. After seeing that tattoo on your shoulder, I realised that you might have something I need too." Xinyung took a pause before biting his lip, thinking about how he should put his next words, "I need your body."

Lucyndth let out a squeak in response. Did the store owner- did Xinyung really just say that? He started hyperventilating.

'Okay! Let's not panic here! He said he'll help you-BUT WAIT! What about the whole magic thing! Aren't you technically being kidnapped? Or was it just hospitality!? What the bloody hell does he mean by "I want your body"? Who says that!?' Lucyndth dazed out, panicking in his head.

He calmed himself down before coming to a decision, "look here, Xinyung! I'm a classy gu-guy! you have to take me out on a date before we.." Lucyndth cut himself off, scared at the thought of doing something like that, "before w-we you know.." Lucyndth started making hand motions trying to indicate what he was talking about.

Xinyung stared at him blankly before he burst out laughing. Did Lucyndth really think he would want to do anything like that with him? With him of all people? Xinyung could have anyone he wanted, so why would he choose him?

"Don't get ahead of yourself now! I can't believe you thought I meant that I wanted you in my bed. Please! Don't fancy yourself with the thought! I meant as a host. You see, I am a demon." Xinyung stopped to see if there was any confusion in Lucyndth's eyes. After seeing a lot of it, Xinyung sighed.

"I am a demon. Demon's are real. Seeing that you have that tattoo, I'm thinking that you're someone important in the underworld. That's why we're going into the underworld, but I wouldn't just help you out for free. My kind rely on finding a host. It's every demon's goal in life. It makes them stronger and raises their status! From the looks of it, you'd be a good host."

Xinyung explained why he needed Lucyndth in detail. Just not in enough detail, in Lucyndth's opinion. "S-so...what exactly does a host do?"

Lucyndth wanted to take the deal. It meant that he'd go to the underworld, whatever that was, and find out who he is. Being a host sounded like being some type of partner to Lucyndth.

"Being a host means that our souls will merge together and we'd become one." Xinyung looked up at Lucyndth to see a confused and dissatisfied expression, "Well, there are other ways to become one." Xinyung winked at Lucyndth.

Lucyndth was starting to dislike this flirty behavior. Seeing as to how he himself reacts, Lucyndth concluded that he wasn't used to this type of attention in his past life. Lucyndth laughed nervously.

"I'm only joking! Look, I'm trying to make you more comfortable with this and lighten up the mood with jokes. This is just as weird to me as it is to you. I am letting a stranger into my house, after all. In all reality, I would've just kicked you back out into the streets if my dad didn't urge me to find a host by next week." Xinyung patted Lucyndth on the shoulder as he spoke. The bell to the library/cafe downstairs rang.

"Speaking of my dad." Xinyung started walking towards the stairs before looking back, "Are you coming, or are you going to continue to plan your escape? You have no other hope besides me."

Lucyndth was hesitant at first, but scurried behind Xinyung, slightly limping from the small cuts on his feet. The second floor of the building must be the living space along with the storage closet he was locked in last night and the first floor must be where Xinyung works.

Xinyung turned around to see Lucyndth's eyes wandering around his home, and his eyes too, started to wander. He looked at Lucyndth's rosy lips and glided down until he was staring at his thighs. They were smooth and pale. For a guy, Lucyndth was awfully curvy.

The thought of holding Lucyndth flashed through Xinyung's mind, followed Immediately by the feeling of disgust in himself. Lucyndth was obviously an innocent child. He was also a stranger. Even though Xinyung has had these thoughts about strangers before. Sometimes you might catch him giving a few extra glances to a good looking woman on the street.

He could have anyone he wanted, so why take advantage of some kid who lost his memory. He abandoned the thoughts and continued down the stairs to meet his father.