All For Him, Part 1

By: Jared/Tofu


If someone came up to me and asked me to give up my human life to become a Mazoku, I would've said no. But it wasn't just someone who asked me, and that someone didn't exactly ask me. More of an offer, or a command when you think about it. All I know is that I don't regret a single thing. I don't regret giving up my human life. I don't regret becoming a Mazoku, a general at that. I don't regret becoming a cold-hearted killer... All for him. I do everything and regret nothing, all for him.

I admire him so much. He's everything there is in a man to admire. The way he commands, the way he rules, his coldness... I just wish that I could be more like him. For now, I'm content just being by him and being his general. To the rest of the world, he is a cold devil who lives in the mountains of the North. To me, he is my master, my savior, my object of devotion. I spend my days trying to find ways to please him, carry out my orders and missions to his liking. I work hard, all for him.

Do I love him? Perhaps, but the word love is like a forbidden fruit amongst the Mazoku. We are not allowed to feel it, to relish in it, for it would be suicide for us; but forbidden fruit always tastes the sweetest when you try it, and I have. I do love him, with all my human AND Mazoku heart. I don't know when it happened, but it did, and I'm glad it has. Though he never shows the emotion towards me, and I never expect him to, it's alright. Like I had said before, I'm content enough just to be with him.

Maybe, one day, he'll open up to me, tell me about himself. The part of him who isn't a Mazoku lord, the part who isn't the Supreme King, the part who isn't my Ha-oh sama. Wishful thinking, I know, but a girl can dream right? I'm looking at him now, and for the briefest of moments he stared back, and before I knew it I allowed a smile to grace my lips. He nodded his head and turned back to his priests, but I swore in the moments before he turned, he had smiled back.

I inwardly gasped, and my heart beat so fast I would've sworn it would burst. He, along with the other Mazoku here, could probably sense the warm emotions that I was emitting, but I didn't care. He smiled at me, and it made me feel happy. Happy for the first time in a long while. Maybe my dreams WILL come true one day, but for now I'll take my time and patience, and be as loyal a general I can be.

All for him.


Disclaimer: Slayers belongs to Hajime Kanzaka and all the artists that drew the mangas.