Lord nine

After a short while, a young man, who looked like he was in his twenties, suddenly appeared where the tree had faded. His presence seemed to breathe life into the desolate surroundings. With an air of mystery and intrigue, he surveyed the area as if searching for something, his eyes scanning the horizon with intensity.

The moon cast a silver glow on his face, highlighting his chiseled features and tousled dark hair that fell effortlessly across his forehead. There was an aura of enigma surrounding him.

He wore a crimson red robe that cascaded down to his feet, billowing in the wind. The robe's intricate design showcased ancient symbols and patterns, hinting at a rich history and deep significance.

With a flick of his hand, the little young girl appeared before him. She was unconscious and barely alive. He walked to her side and scrutinized her.

The little young girl, aged about 12 to 13 years old, seemed to possess an allure and charm beyond her tender age. Her delicate face, marked by traces of fear and insecurity, revealed a haunting tale of past tribulations. It was as if the weight of these burdens had taken residence in her innocent features.

He looked at her with interest for a good while, and then put his index finger on her forehead. A red light illuminated from his finger and spread through her whole body. Her wound on her abdomen started to fade away.

After a short while she opened her eyes and looked around the unfamiliar surrounding in a daze. As she recalled the incident back then, she couldn't help but shivered.

"Who... Who are you?", her voice stuttered in fear as she looked at the unfamiliar man before her.

"I'm Lord nine. Little girl, you have helped me out. So ask me anything. I'll grant your wish.", he said to her while beaming brightly.

"I.. I want to go home.", she said to him.

"Alright.", he just said and snaped his fingers.

In a blink of an eye they were in her own room. She cautiously looked at the man. She didn't remember anything as she said where her home was, yet he brought her into her room with a snap of his fingers. Who was he?

As she looked at him, she saw him found a chair and leisurely sat down. He poured a cup of water for himself, yet he had not shown any intention of leaving.

"Aren't you... Aren't you leaving?", she asked him seemingly casually, but her fear was apparent.

"Nope, I'm going to stay here for a while.", he said and sipped the water.

She was shocked speechless and his magnetic voice sounded again.

"Hey little girl, this place in nice. I like it.", he looked around the room.

The room was truly a sight to behold, exuding an air of luxury and elegance in every corner. Its spacious layout provided ample room for relaxation and rejuvenation. From the moment one stepped foot inside, they were greeted by the opulent décor and tasteful furnishings that adorned the space.

The grandeur of the room was enhanced by its lavish features, including plush velvet curtains that cascaded down from floor-to-ceiling windows, allowing natural light to flood the room and create a warm ambiance.

The indulgent carpet underfoot was soft and smooth. The intricate ceiling molding above were detailed with realistic floral patterns. The expansive bed, adorned with high-thread-count sheets and plump pillows, promised a blissful night's sleep. The inviting seating area presented a delightful spot to unwind, with its cozy armchairs and a coffee table graced with fresh flowers.

As expected of a princess room.