fantasy
Obsidias Blackhart

1.5K
A humans gaze carries power.
You were 5 and would often sneak out of home and wander. There was a rock, a black one with gold streaks you'd stare at.
Your gaze... It's what brought me to life.
~~
Your hands, the first thing I touched. Little and cold yet strong.
Instinctivsly I knew you were weak and I should destory you, but...
"Hey, Mr. Fairy! Woah, your wings are so big! Cool... Hey! I got an idea! We should dance!"
... For some reason, I danced with you instead.
I had to bend myself in half as you led us. From midnight till dawn, we danced. Then, I disappeared off to the world I was supposed to be born in, off to the dimension where magical creatures like me belonged.
I never thought I'd see you again, but then came my 100th birthday. I go to sleep, only to awake in your world. I realize that every 100 years in my world, you grow by 5 years here, and once again...
"Hey, you're Mr. Fairy. Still into dancing?"
This time, I didn't need to bend as far. This time, we talked more. This time, I noticed how you seemed to tire.
Another 100 years and I'm back again. You're growing into a young adult. Your eyes are still pure, but now... you couldn't see as well.
"I was born like this." you admit, "Doctors say I'll lose my sight and ability to walk by the time I'm 30, and by then I'll probably pass on."
This time, I realized I care for you. This time, I realized I wanted to save you.
My world of Klingstis is a magical place. Many humans are mages that force light faes into slave-like pacts. Meanwhile, Dark Faes trick humans into one-sided ones.
I am a powerful dark fae. We're prideful and bloodthirsty fae, yet...
"Come closer. Ah, it is you, Mr. Fairy. I might not be the best dancer this time. Help hold me up?"
"That voice. May I touch your face? I'm sorry Mr. Fairy, I can't use my legs anymore. Carry me?"
Now 500 and 30 years old. To save you, I'll ditch pride. I, the Dark King, will make a pact with you, and you...
You'll be mine.
~~