Phantázima: What grounds? Are you kidding me right now…seriously you don’t even have any reserves naming yourself after an Evil God, do you? Scratch that; it’s a god of Chaos, which, in my book, is even worse than an evil god.
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Anarkhos: Tis but another alias for me; I don’t like or dislike the names I come up with; all I care about is whether or not they will inspire fear or awe.
Phantázima: Really, in the short time I’ve known you, I have seen you use not one, not two, but four different names, all of which, minus a single one, are edgy and scream that you never left your emo phase.
Reading that message, my hands froze above my computer keyboard for a second, and I sucked my teeth.
’This girl is pretty damn bold when I’m not there to keep her in check, heh, well two can play at that game, time to segway.
Anarkhos: So, what have you been doing with the maid? I wonder if you are able to leave her be so that she can complete her daily work or if you can be found most days sexually harassing her, knowing that she can’t fight back.
Phantázima: …
Upon hitting send, I noticed the three little dots appear, indicating that Xilia was typing. Still, even after several minutes, I received no new messages from her, making me laugh softly.
’Gotcha bitch, let’s see what kind of response you give.’ It took around 15 minutes before I heard the familiar dinging sound indicating I had received a message. Still, when I saw the large book of text, I rolled my eyes and prepared myself for whatever nonsense or complaints I was about to read.
Phantázima: First of all, I do not sexually harass the maid; that would be both immoral and insensitive to her feelings, as she is a wonderful person. Do I sometimes cop a feel or two of those plump and juicy thighs? Absolutely, but that is far from sexual harassment.
Phantázima: I’ll have you know that while you are off doing who knows what, who knows where, our maid is doing her best to keep the home clean and cook nutritious meals three times a day.
Phantázima: She even does all the shopping, not that I don’t accompany her or anything, but She is MOST definitely NOT my plaything, and I definitely don’t force her to sleep in the same bed as me every single night without even the faintest trace of clothing on her body.
Phantázima: I also don’t force her to feed me by hand, every bite of every meal she cooks, nor do I force her to take baths with me, and MOST IMPORTANTLY, I DO NOT DO ANY LEWD THINGS TO OUR MAID.
Phantázima: Do you even realize how hard it is to enter and exit those places without her catching me? The maid is constantly on my tail, and not because I told her to do that, but because a good submissive always yields to their dom.
’This bitch is having the time of her life….’ My eyes narrowed when I got to the final sentence of her messages, and I released a tired sigh before leaning back in my computer chair and massaging my temples.
Anarkhos: Bitch, will you shut up with all of your pervy thoughts and notions and tell me about your loot? Have you Capped yet, or have you fallen short after burning all those resources?
Although I had left Xilia detailed instructions on how to hide her paper trail through multiple servers and devices hooked up to her computer, I had still informed her beforehand that, given the present state of technology, I was relatively limited to how far I’d be able to cover our tracks.
As a result, everything we said needed to be vague or misleading…a code of sorts, just like how she didn’t list any of the names she knew I used and explicitly called Jennifer "The Maid" instead of her name, I didn’t drop any keywords, such as Instance or the names of the resources she had used.
I was also careful not to mention anything related to Arkadia, such as levels, XP, or stats, opting to say just Capped instead of asking if her level had reached the Peak of her Rank.
Phantázima: Yes, I have become Capped; the bottle is full, and I have completed all of the achievements I set out to do, just like you asked. But the rewards….how do I say this? They far outweigh what we had discussed before you left, and right now, I doubt there is anyone who can say they have as much candy as I do; it’s simply amazing!
’She broke through to Alpha and reached the max level; however, she listened to my advice and didn’t push further into the Beta-Rank. Although her childish way of describing is cringeworthy, she appears to have gotten a wealth of rewards far beyond what I gave her before heading back to America.’ I thought while tapping on the desk housing my computer monitor, mouse, and keyboard in thought.
’Unfortunately, apart from enacting the Soul Contract Transfer clause, which Arkadia heavily taxes, I have no way of getting whatever items she received, and since we never know who will be able to read these messages, I won’t be able to find out without playing 20 questions with Xilia.’
Anarkhos: I see, that’s quite awesome. Don’t let your sweet tooth take over, and keep all of your candy in a safe place, away from gremlins or sugar bandits. I will come to try some out at the beginning of next year.
I knew that my message had gotten across to Xilia; basically, all I was saying was I didn’t plan on transferring the items and to leave them alone in her inventory for now. I also made sure to remind the girl not to try using any of the rewards from her quests, as per the contractual restrictions.
Phantázima: Alright, I’ve got the perfect place to hide them; I gotta go ttyl. *Talk to you Later*
Anarkhos: Aight, peace.
With that, I closed out AIM and stared at my desktop background, which was the basic and generic one that came pre-installed with MS Windows.