The Uninvited Guest

As the mage prepared to strike down Tatsuki's chains, a voice from not too far away interrupted the scene. A girl's voice rang out, commanding, "Stop that attack right there, grandpa."

Tatsuki's eyes widened as he turned his attention to the source of the voice. A beautiful girl with long, flowing purple hair, dressed in a striking purple gown with a heart-shaped cutout that revealed her curves, was hurrying towards them. Her presence was a sight to behold, and her charm momentarily captivated Tatsuki. But anger quickly overtook him as he blurted out, "Dam you, idiot! What do you think you're trying to do, you dumb-dumb? Sexy-looking, no-brain, big-busty little witch!"

Before Tatsuki could finish his insults, the girl swiftly delivered a boot to his face, causing him to recoil in pain. With a firm tone, she said, "So you want more? Do you, idiot?" Tatsuki, his ego bruised, didn't flinch at her kick. He mumbled, "Don't call me an idiot, you dumb-dumb."

Unaware of the meaning of Tatsuki's words, the girl stared at him with sharp, dangerous eyes. Her gaze turned murderous as she locked eyes with Tatsuki, who gulped nervously. He decided to defuse the situation and uttered, "Please, don't kill me, great lady with big bust and small butt and a cheeky attitude."

The girl's mood shifted. She retreated her foot and grinned, saying, "Why, thank you. I know my figure leaves nothing to be desired, even someone like you should be able to understand that." She slapped Tatsuki again, exclaiming, "Screw you, my butt is not small, you idiot."

Tatsuki, not backing down, responded, "Isn't it a bit late to hit me for that? Besides, I did compliment your... uh, big, bouncy, juicy, adorable, suckable bag of meat-filled poly... ah, never mind, I don't like that look on your face."

The girl, with a sly smile, hit him once more and said, "Thanks for reminding me, idiot." Tatsuki, inwardly, sighed in relief.

As the banter continued, Tatsuki's growling, empty stomach drew attention, and the girl couldn't resist a jab, "I see your stomach talks louder and more bluntly than you, no surprise there." She turned her piercing gaze towards the mage and asked, "Grandpa, were you trying to kill this poor, hungry creature?"

The mage's eyes darted away as he pretended to be innocent. The girl was unconvinced, stating, "Maybe the attack you just launched could have killed this poor creature." The mage pretended not to understand, but it was clear he was feigning ignorance.

Tatsuki was left wondering who this girl was and how she had suddenly appeared. He hadn't sensed her presence until she spoke. As the atmosphere grew tense, the mage finally spoke, "Are you sure you want to know that?" The pressure in the air became stifling, threatening to crush or suffocate Tatsuki.

Tatsuki, despite the fear, nodded in agreement. The mage continued, "Oh, really? What makes you think we'll willingly tell you something important when you have nothing to share with us other than that torn black T-shirt of yours? I wonder what happened to the rest of your clothes."

With a wistful smile, Tatsuki replied, "Well, I've been chained here for such a long time that all my other clothes decayed and faded away. This T-shirt is a keepsake from my father; it's made of a special fiber that feeds upon my life force. The stronger I get, the better shape it takes, and the weaker I get, the poorer it becomes."

Concern wrinkled the mage's forehead as he asked, "Just how long has it been, champ, for you to be in such a life-threatening condition? Just how long?"

Tatsuki felt a warmth in the mage's words and revealed, "Over millennia have passed, yet this magic seal, these shackles, these poles show no sign of ever letting me go."

The stranger burst into laughter at the revelation, while the girl joined in. Tatsuki, grinding his teeth in anger, shouted, "You damn human, what do you know about what I've been through, how it feels to be stuck in a single place for more than a thousand years, to be a plaything of those damn government rats, and to miss your friends, mother, and all the people I have yearned to see all these years!"

Suddenly, the mage's expression shifted. He seemed to remember some odd words from the past— "you damn human." His laughter turned into fuming rage as he warned Tatsuki not to play with his memory. In a fit of anger, he said, "If you're not human, I won't show you any mercy, you punk."

Tatsuki, undeterred, replied defiantly, "Screw you, perverted old geezer. Do your worst. No matter what you do, I won't die. I've survived this long, and I can go further. I'll survive no matter what..." The tension in the room escalated, and the stage was set for a new, unpredictable chapter in Tatsuki's life.