Novel & Cerita The Master

***** 'The Master's Child' Concludes In 'Natale'

professional as ever. I head back to my Penthouse and find a note there. Hunter, Stop avoiding the inevitable, Stop messing around with weak little humans! Join us, take your rightful place as ruler of our world and This world as we know it! Stop attacking Bathilda as well, She is trying to prepare you, to become the King you are meant to be! ~The Master. I read the note, and I have no words. What the ever-living fuck! Who was this psychopath?

Becoming the Master of the Bright Light Academy seemed like a daunting task, and I couldn't fathom why the system had chosen such a quest for me. Seeking clarity, I turned to Albert for insight. "Albert, who currently serves as the master of the Bright Light Academy?" I inquired. Albert's response was sobering. "Master Bowan holds that title. He's at the Early Master stage of Cultivation, but his methods are notorious for their cruelty. He's known to resort to torture if his students fail to meet his demands."

The Cult Master's mood was still murderous—would he kill her and Ambrose, too? However, what happened next stunned Monica. "Master? What master?" The Grandmaster Heaven Cult Master grabbed his head as if he were in pain. His gaze kept fluctuating; he looked a little crazy. Then, he wheeled around and grabbed hold of Monica's wrist. He said with reddened eyes, "Who am I? Why did you call me Master? You know who I am, right?" When he said that, his eyes sparkled, but his head was in excruciating pain. He started to mutter, "Yes, I have to rebuild the Grandmaster Heaven Cult. I have to search for Mistress... Mistress…"

“M-master… what… what will you do now?” The Master’s gaze landed on the trembling figure, his smile sharp, cruel, and dripping with theatricality. “Now?” he said, voice low, deliberate, curling like smoke. “Now… we prepare. The next wave will not be a mere taste. No. This time, they will know despair. They will see the futility of resistance. Every trap, every illusion, every shadow—they will feel it all. And I will watch.”

Master was a perfectionist in everything he did even down to the mode of torture he uses when somebody annoy him too much to warrant a slow death. Every recruit of the resistance watched Master's means of torture as an indoctrination ceremony so that they will know that will happen to them if they decide to betray the resistance. The kidnapper had watched someone who displeased the Master got dragged into the compound half-dead by the guard which was always with the Master's best friend who was a female.

Imogen snorted that sent a chill deep down her spine, while he halted and corrected her at certain points, "( Master... )" He again added as her bewildered expression said she couldn't comprehend what he had meant by this,"( You should say MASTER. It's not Mcmaster mansion where you can pretend and deceive everyone whenever you want. It's my property. And I'm the only master here. So never cease to address me, MASTER) " Imogen intentionally emphasized the word 'MASTER' and 'MY PROPERTY' just to irritate Mrs. Mcmaster and to let her grasp that within a period of time everything will be HIS.

I go completely still. Not master

'' Celia is a witch , Stella is fairy , Adam is Swordsman , Albert is spell caster '' the master said . '' What about that little girl ?'' asked Arthur . '' I am not a little girl , i am one hundred years old you fool , i can erase your existence from this world '' she shouted . '' Calm down , Noir is , her existence is closer to gods in this world she's the god , there's no magic or spell that she cannot use '' the master said . '' And what about you master ?'' asked Arthur . '' Me ? i am well a magician along with giants ability '' replied the master . '' She's the strongest here '' said Noir

the Southern Sect Master thought to himself. Then he suddenly stood up from his seat and shouted at the top of his voice, "Heavens, just wait for me, you'll see who your true master is. I'll start making the world my servant soon, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha " He started laughing a lot and ecstasy took him as he thought of world domination like an old man who didn't know the destiny of heaven yet Time is everything that matters to anyone