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   Those abominations sounded terrifying, Chara thought. She wondered what they looked like, but they hoped they wonât find that out the gruesome way.
   They noticed the portal Hyperdeath used to pull out some snacks from somewhere. The Nutella caught her attention. Now that was something that could cheer her up. She was surprised that he had some down here even after the tragedies that had occurred.
   She watched him make his way over to her, expecting him to offer the delightful meal to her. What she didnât expect, however, was for him to kneel down to hand it to her. She straightened herself a little, a bit shocked as her face said it all.
   "T⌠tamed?â She shook her head. That was the most ridiculous thing she had ever heard, and she almost said that out loud. âOkay, now you have to messing with me now. Iâm not gonna believe that a version of me treated you like a pet.â
- âA petâŚ.? That would be too affectiousâŚâŚ. Iâd have rather that but noâŚ.. I was just a slaveâŚâŚâ
Hyper got up seeing that she was really uncomfortable with him kneeling like that. He sighed and put the plate next to them on the couch before taking a chair somewhere else.
- âNot all of your alternates can be nice masterâŚâŚ. And becoming a slave was the only option I had to buy time so I could live atleast a day longuerâŚâŚ I came with the idea but they accepted to my reliefâŚ. That was that o-orâŚâ
Hyperdeathâs gaze darkened as he grabbed one of his arm and shooked frantically for a minute or two silent, fear genuinly running down his spine.
- âThis make you uncomfortable isnât itâŚ.? IâŚwill drop the subject when youâll want.â
   Chara leaned back with a frown on her face. Knowing that he was a slave made it sound even worse. Seeing Hyperdeath take a seat, she glanced at the glass milk and picked it up. âIâd punch the living daylight out of that Chara if I ever see them,â she said, looking at the monster, before sipping some milk.
   The liquid stuck in her throat for a second upon seeing him shake. She set the glass back down on the plate and wiped her mouth with a hand. âY-yeah, letâs talk about something else.â Not only did it unsettle her, but also him it seemed like. She didnât want him to recall any more memories of he was.













