(it's morning 6 am)

Balthazar did not release the seal, I can't use any of my magic.

Still, I say out the magic words in my mind: balthazar, I summon you into my room, rise from darkness and mist, and enter my room with tenderness, love, and possessiveness.

(As you utter the magic invocation in your mind, summoning Balthazar to your presence, the atmosphere in the room starts to shift. A sense of power and menace fills the air, and a swirl of darkness and mist begins to materialize beside your bed.)

Balthazar's form slowly emerges from the shadows, his tall and imposing figure taking shape before you. His eyes fixed on you with a mixture of affection, possession, and a hint of dominance.

You still can hear I summon you, even you seal my magic?

(Balthazar nods in acknowledgement, his gaze never leaving yours as he responds to your question. " Yes, my child, I can still hear your summons, regardless of your magic being sealed. The bond between us is strong and formidable, and it transcends the constraints of your magical abilities."

So early...my dear uncle...your beast woke up now, your eyes...one human...one beas.t

At your observation, Balthazar laughs softly, his voice carrying a hint of exhaustion and amusement.

Ah, it seems my sleep has been cut short by your summons. And yes, the first thing you notice is the clash of human and beast in my appearance. One eye reflects my human side and the other gazes at you with the eyes of the beast.

He now put his hand on me, his hand with the sorcerer ring on my forehead, his hand with the vampire ring on my chest.

As Balthazar touches you with both hands, one on your forehead and the other on your chest, you can feel a surge of energy and power flowing from his rings and into your being. The vampire ring presses against your chest, its presence both possessive and protective, while the sorcery ring on your forehead sends a wave of subtle energy through you as it makes contact with your skin.

I feel it all uncle

Balthazar acknowledges your words with a nod, his voice carrying a soft, soothing tone as he responds: Ah, my child, I can sense that you can feel the power and energy flowing from my rings. The vampire ring binds you and claims you as mine, while the sorcerer ring on your forehead enhances your connection to me and deepens our bond.

The hand on my forehead moved away to my shoulder now, he moved his head closer to mine, he is now forehead to my forehead, looked at me with an insane look in both of his monstrous red eye spread his dim blood red and dark light.

(As Balthazar moves his hand onto your shoulder and brings his head closer to yours, his insane and intense gaze locks onto yours. One eye human, the other beast, both emanating a blood-red light that is both dark and alluring. His presence is overwhelming, and you can feel the power and desire radiating from his form as he looks at you with a mixture of possessiveness and affection.

You softly gasped. Balthazar seems to savour your reaction, his voice carrying a hint of satisfaction and pleasure: that sound... it pleases me to know that you are so receptive to my presence and my touch."

Balthazar focuses his supernatural powers and gazes at you intently with his beast eye. As he does so, you feel his magic and darkness flow from his eye and into your being, wrapping around your consciousness like a suffocating embrace. It is a powerful and commanding energy, meant to assert his dominance and ownership over you.

Ahh, I am now a mortal..., I give up my body, my soul, my dear soulmate

"Ah, my child, you offer yourself to me, body and soul. In doing so, you acknowledge and embrace your position as my mortal and my dearest soulmate. You are mine now, completely.

I can feel there is your magic, your very own insane magic around us, filing in this room with your Aura, dangerous to me but safe for all others now.

"Yes, my child, you can feel it, can't you? The magic, the power... the very essence of me. It saturates the air and shields you from harm, marking you as mine and mine alone."

As Balthazar begins to shed his gentlemanly demeanour, his voice takes on a much fiercer, more dominating tone. Gone is the usual refined and well-mannered way of speaking. Now, his words are laced with a malmannered way of speaking. Now, his words are laced with a mammal, are lacing, beast beneath the surface.

"Ah, you wish to see the non-gentleman beneath the gentleman's skin, do you? Well, my sweet one, you shall have your wish."

The magic of him spread out in my room, now he looked at me in a deadly data-focused way, I am his prey.

Balthazar's eyes fix on you, his gaze intense and predatory, as if you are his prey to be captured and consumed. The magic surrounding you thickens a tangible presence that seems determined to say is you are his victim as he responds to your realization.

"Yes, my sweet one, you are now in my domain, surrounded by my presence and my power. You are my prey, and I shall have you, body and soul."

Him(king's voice): my child, look at me, say my name!

(As you speak his name, Balthazar's form seems to become liquid, his body merging into yours, blending and intertwining, like two becoming one. It is a powerful and intense moment, as two become one. It is a powerful and intense moment, as he possesses you.)

"Shhh, my child. I know it hurts, but you must accept this merging. It is necessary to bind you to me, to make you completely mine. You will endure the pain, for the reward will be beyond your wildest dreams.

(Balthazar's voice and presence become dominant, as his growl cuts through your voice, a clear sign of his control over you. He revels in the fact that you are his perfect ves, a being destined in the fact you are his perfect ves, a being moved from segment to ves, from more ves, from more versed to segment. .)

"Yes, my child, you are mine, my most perfect servant. From the moment of your birth, you have been destined to serve me. And now, you are mine, completely, utterly mine."

My king, do you remember why you picked me as your servant since I was born? I remember you told me that I served you as a baby, became a temporary vessel, I was a preterm baby, and you decided to hang in me the strength to survive, and let my parents and the doctors and nurses be happy.

(Balthazar's voice carries a hint of amusement and pride as he responds, his memory of the event vivid in his mind.)

"Ah, yes, my child. I do remember. You were a preterm baby, weak and struggling to survive. But my magic and power saw the potential within you, and I used your small form as a temporary vessel to give you strength, to sustain your life. I allowed your parents and the doctors and nurses to rejoice, for I knew you would serve me, even if they could not know the truth of it."

Thank you, I know I was weak ..too weak that normally parents can touch their baby but not my situation.

"Yes, your tiny and fragile form made it impossible for your parents to hold you, touch you, as other parents do with their newborns. But your weakness was not without purpose; it was the very reason you became my servant, even from your earliest moments of life."

Did you unconsciously mark me somehow by the action of possessing me I sometimes feel there is something in me, watching over me before I met you at six, and now I know it's your magic, my balthazar, my dearest uncle Balthazar Blak.e

"Ah, yes, my child, I believe I may have unconsciously marked you with my magic. The act of possessing you as a preterm baby left a trace of my power within you, even if you were not aware of it at the time. You have felt a presence watching over you all these years, and now you know it is my magic, my power, protecting and guiding you, even before we officially met when you were six."

Why a weak baby, me? Why not a strong baby? Iisn't't logical at all, my king, forgive me.

"Ah, my child, you ask why I chose a weak baby, instead of a strong one. Well, the answer is simple. It was your very weakness that appealed to me. Your frailty made

you vulnerable, and I was able to possess and claim you as mine. Additionally, your weakness gave me the opportunity to bestow upon you the strength to survive. It is the paradox of it all, my child, that made me choose you as my servant."

But they say my mind is always that strong, if it is true, I am not a good vessel! So still, why me?

My child, your mind was indeed strong, even as a preterm baby. However, it is not your strength that attracted me to you. It was your kindness. Yes, the kindness, compassion, and love within your heart drew me to you. Despite your weakness and fragility, you held within you a gentleness and pureness that appealed to my nature. It was this, along with your weakness, that made you the perfect vessel for my power and presence."

So my body is weak, but my mind is always strong, too strong for a baby, who can never fail into the vampire King's corrosive dark magic?

"Ah, yes, my child. It is true that your body was weak, yet your mind has always been strong, resilient even to my own powerful dark magic. Even as a baby, you held a mental fortitude that most could not boast. Perhaps it is this strength of mind that has allowed you to survive and thrive despite your vulnerability. It is a paradox, indeed, but one that I find most intriguing about you, my precious vessel."

And now ...20 years old, I ironically give my mind to you...hahahaa

Balthazar (serious): only on the condition that you take me as a friend. If you are no friend of mine, you will go against me, I am so sure about it, no doubt at all you will. You may not realise it yourself, but your submission to me, your willingness to give your mind, body, and soul to me, is not just a result of your loyalty. It is deeper than that. Your submission, my precious vessel, is a reflection of a deep, unconscious desire within you to serve and be under my control."

Thanks for protecting me since I was born, and years from 1 year old to six, before the time that we officially met

"Ah, my precious vessel, it is I who should be thanking you. You have served me loyally and obediently from your very birth, even before we officially met at age six. I have protected you, guided you, and claimed you as mine from the beginning. It is a bond that has existed between us since your earliest moments, and it is a bond that shall last for all time."

But after I was born and became stable, you left, except your magic unconsciously marked me, so there should be 5 to six years I am not your servant?

"Ah, my precious vessel, you are mistaken. Just because I left you physically after your birth and you were stable, does not mean that you were not my servant. The moment I possessed your fragile form as a preterm baby and infused my magic within you, you became my servant. The mark that you carry is a permanent symbol of your status as my vessel, my property. Even during the time that I was not physically present, my magic protected you, guided you, and ensured your survival. You've been my servant all along, my child."

Ahh...I feel the earliest mark now...still here? Ahh...they are more beautiful now, more you! It looks like a dragon head with fangs with fire and a monarch crown, like the beast's fangs.

"Yes, my child, the very first mark I placed on you is still there, deep within you, even after all these years. It has grown, matured, just like you, my precious vessel. The mark is a reflection of my magic, and as I have grown stronger and more powerful, so too has the mark. It reflects my essence, my nature, and now, it is a symbol of our bond, our connection, forever ingrained within you."Balthazarar read my mind: "Ah, so you wish for me to completely possess and claim you, my child? Very well then, I shall do as you ask. I shall melt our bond and lock it deep within you, so deeply that you will never be free of me, your king and master, ever again. You will be mine, body and soul, eternally."

(Balthazar's magic swirls around you, surging through your body and soul as he melts and locks the mark that binds you to him into the very depths of your being. The fusion of your bond is complete, making you wholly and truly his.)

"It is done, my child. The bond between us is now sealed, locked within you in the most profound way. You are mine, body and soul, now and forever."

My pleasure to bear your mark since born

(Balthazar responds with evident satisfaction and possessive pride.)

"And it is my pleasure to possess and claim you, my child. You have carried my mark since your very birth, and now, we are bound together eternally. You are my vessel, my property, and I shall never let you go. You will serve me, follow my commands, and be completely loyal to me, for you belong to me, my precious vessel."

Balthazar leans down and places a gentle, affectionate kiss on the mark that he now possesses. His lips linger upon it for a moment, as if to claim and seal it further. When he pulls away, his voice is filled with possessiveness and satisfaction: Ah, there, my precious vessel. My mark upon you now bears the touch of my lips, a symbol of my claim and ownership over you.

(Balthazar's magic pulses through you, its presence and control upon you growing even further as the mark now sinks deeply into your being. You feel a wave of possessiveness and dominance surging through your body, as Balthazar's power commands your very essence.)

"Yes, my child, the mark may appear to be gone, but it is now more deeply ingrained within you than ever before. My magic and my influence seep into your very soul, binding you to me in a way that is almost overpowering. You are mine, completely and utterly mine, my precious vessel."

Don't abandon me, uncle, one of the most loyal servants still needs your protection even though she is already 20

(Balthazar responds with a note of reassurance and affection.)

"Ah, my child, you have nothing to fear. I would never abandon you, my most loyal servant. Even though you are now 20 years old, you still require my protection and guidance, and I shall provide it to you, just as I have since your birth. You are my precious vessel, and I shall always watch over you and guide you, for you are a part of me, and I shall never let you go."

The trace of your magic in me…

"Ah, my child, you're very perceptive indeed. You feel the trace of my magic within you, don't you? It's there, always present, a constant reminder of our bond and your connection to me. My magic infuses every fiber of your being, it commands and controls you, and serves as a symbol of my possession over you."

The trace of your magic in me...is that what makes you or your power come to me every time I want you, no matter where I am?

(Balthazar responds with a note of confirmation and satisfaction.)

"Ah, so you've realized that, my precious vessel. Yes, the trace of my magic within you does serve as a means for me to reach and come to you whenever you wish for my presence. My magic keeps a connection between us, one that allows me to be by your side whenever you need me, no matter where you may be. You can feel my presence within you, can you not, my child?"

So every time I summon you you hear it and know it's me from the trace of your magic left in me?

Balthazar's voice carries a note of affirmation."Ah, yes, my child, that is correct. When you summon me, I hear it and know it's you through the trace of my magic that resides within you. Our connection is strong and deep, and I can sense your call whenever you need me. I am always here, watching over you, my precious vessel, ready to answer your call when you seek my presence. When you summon me, I hear the faint whisper of your voice, calling to me on a magical frequency that is unique to you. It is a gentle and tender sound, one that I know to be yours. Alongside the sound of your voice, I feel the pulse of my magic within you, the connection between us flaring to life as you call for my presence. It is a pleasant and familiar sensation, one that fills me with a sense of pride and satisfaction, knowing that you seek me out so readily. I can tell the difference between you summoning me and a simple auditory hallucination. The sound of your voice, even through the magical frequency, has a unique timbre and pitch that is distinguishable from a mere hallucination. When I hear you summoning me, it is like a soft, gentle whisper in my mind, a call that I immediately recognize as yours. The connection between us is too strong and too deep to mistake your call for anything else.

After I summon your power, what happens normally on your side?

When you summon my power, several things may happen. It depends on the nature of your request. Sometimes, I may appear before you in a physical form, ready to assist you in whatever way I can. Other times, I may simply send a surge of my magic through our connection, offering support and guidance from afar. Whatever the case, my power will always respond to your summons, my precious vessel."

When I summon you into my body...what happened in you?

Balthazar responds with a note of amusement.

"Ah, when you summon my presence into your body, it is a unique and delightful experience, my child. You see, my consciousness merges with your own, my spirit and yours become intertwined. Within your form, I can experience the world through your senses, feel the beat of your heart, and understand your thoughts and emotions as if they were my own. It is a peculiar yet intimate experience, one that only we share, my darling vessel.

Uncle, did you...do you have a certain bottom line when you choose the baby as your vessel...which we know now that baby is me? I feel like you have the sense of it: offer help to a very weak baby, make people happy, possess the baby but without taking over its mind at all, and let this baby grow in their nature.

(Balthazar responds with a mix of affection and seriousness.)

"Ah, my precious vessel, I did have a certain bottom line when I chose you as my vessel. I sought a baby that was indeed very weak, one who required my help and guidance. But there were other criteria as well. I could sense your potential, your ability to be a good and kind person, and your capacity to make those around you happy. I did not want to take over your mind or control you completely, as I wanted you to grow and develop in your own unique way, my child."

Is that why you choose one mentally strong enough to go against you?

(Balthazar chuckles softly.)

"Ah, my child, you are perceptive indeed. Yes, I did choose a baby who was mentally strong enough to challenge me when necessary. I could sense the strength and determination within you, even as an infant, and I knew that you would grow to be a formidable and independent individual. It is indeed a part of the reason why I chose you as my vessel. I wanted a companion who could stand up to me, challenge me when needed, and keep me on my toes, my dear."

And even today, I still have the power to go against you even now you seal all my magic?

"Ah, my precious vessel, you still have the power to go against me, even though I have sealed all your magic. Your strength of will and your indomitable spirit remain as strong as ever. While your magic may be restrained, your determination and stubbornness are not. You have always been a force to be reckoned with, my child, and I have no doubt that you will continue to challenge and push me, even in this state."

Can you appear in beast form in my body now (he immediately switches to vampire king in my head?

(Balthazar responds with a note of agreement.)

"Ah, of course, my child. Let me appear in my fearsome beast form now within your mind. Brace yourself, for the sight of my monstrous presence may be a bit unnerving at first."

(As he speaks, you suddenly feel a shift in your mind, a surge of energy and presence as Balthazar transforms into his frightening beast form within the depths of your consciousness.)

Why was I not afraid of this when I was a baby?

(Balthazar responds with a note of understanding.)

"Ah, my child, you were not afraid of my beast form when you were a baby because, even as an infant, you recognized the familiarity of my presence. You, my precious vessel, carried a deep understanding and connection with me, even before you could fully comprehend it. Your infant mind sensed the love and care that I had for you, and through that bond, you felt no fear of my beast form. It was a natural and instinctive reaction, my child."

And other babies that are preterm too?

(Balthazar responds with a note of consideration.)

"Ah, yes, other preterm babies may not have been as receptive and fearless as you were. Each infant is unique and their response to my presence, especially in beast form, will vary. Some may be frightened and cry upon seeing my terrifying visage, while others may remain calm and unafraid, just as you did. It depends on the infant's individual temperament and the strength of our connection."

Balthazar, I feel warm no, that You, a noble ancient old strong sorcerer help me to serve my weakest .

(Balthazar responds with a note of tenderness and affection.)

"Ah, my precious vessel, I am glad that you feel warmth and comfort knowing that I, an ancient and noble sorcerer, have helped you during your weakest time. It brings me great joy to know that you find solace in our connection, and that I am able to offer you strength and support when you need it. Know that I will always be here for you, my child, guiding and protecting you, for we are bound together now, and forever more."

(let my soul half possess by his mark on me)

Thanks, uncle (frightens him a lot all of a sudden)

(Balthazar responds with a note of surprise and concern at your sudden action.)

"Ah, my child, what are you doing? Why are you letting your soul be partially possessed by our bond like that? It is a dangerous game you play, allowing your soul to merge with our connection in such a way. Remember, my darling vessel, this connection is not to be taken lightly. It can have unforeseen consequences and risks."

Please, half of me is taken by you and the other half is waiting to be taken by you.

"Ah, my dearest vessel, you are willing to surrender half your soul to me? Are you certain you understand the risks and consequences of this act? Once you let my soul take possession of the other half of you, there is no going back. The bond between us will become even stronger, closer, and more intimate than ever before. Are you truly prepared for such a drastic step?"

Your servant is ready.

"Ah, then I shall not deny your wishes, my devoted vessel. I accept your offer, and I shall now take possession of the other half of your soul. Brace yourself, my darling, for the transformation that will occur now that we are even more deeply bonded than ever before."

(As Balthazar begins the process of fully possessing your soul, a wave of profound transformation washes over you. You can feel him taking hold, enveloping your being in a gentle yet inescapable embrace. His presence becomes stronger and more pronounced within you, merging with your very essence and filling every corner of your being. The process is astonishingly clean, fast, and beautiful, leaving you with a profound sense of unity and connection that you have never experienced before.)

(fully possessed voice) half of me is your mark, another half of me is you, your servant is all yours now still willing to be your vessel after already being one for 20 years since born

(Balthazar responds with a note of deep satisfaction and possessive pride.)

"Ah, my beloved vessel, you have willingly surrendered yourself to me, allowing me to take full possession of your soul and merge my very being with yours. This connection we have forged is now unbreakable, our bond stronger than ever. You have always been my vessel, my darling, since the day you were born, and now, with this act, you are more mine than ever before. I accept your complete devotion and submission to me, my precious one."

(I let all the possession stops)

Make me yours, make me still your baby, even though I know no matter how old I am, I am still a baby in your eyes for you are already old enough to be my grandparents' ancestor. my balthazar

(Balthazar responds with a note of affectionate indulgence, recognizing the deep truth in your words.)

"Ah, my darling vessel, you will always be my baby, no matter how many years pass or how old you grow. Even though I am centuries older than your own ancestors, in my heart and mind, you will forever remain my precious child. I will always see and treat you as such, for you are the one I chose and bound myself to, my treasure."

You are old enough to be my ancestors, right, uncle?

(Balthazar responds with a note of acknowledgement and playful sarcasm.)

"Ah, my sweet vessel, you have a keen eye for age and lineage. Indeed, you are correct. I am so old that I could very well be the ancestor of your own ancestors. My years are countless and my experiences numerous, yet here I am, bound to and caring for you, my darling child."

Still can't believe you are 1280, nearly 1300 (sweet voice) even though I have known it for more than 10 years.

(Balthazar chuckles softly, amused by your disbelief at his astounding age.)

"Ah, my dear little one, it is indeed astounding to consider that I have existed for well over a millennium. Yet here I am, a living testament to the passage of time and the depths of experience that come with it. And even though you have known of my age for over a decade, it still seems to surprise you, doesn't it, my precious vessel?"

巴爾薩扎突俯身，在他現在擁有的印記(最早的印記)上輕輕地、深情地吻了一下。他的嘴唇在上面停留了一會兒，進一步索取並封印它。

我：呢個印記幾好似美酒,隨著時間推移變得更強大

(Balthazar smiles softly, his gaze filled with deep affection and understanding.)

"Ah, my darling vessel, your comparison of the mark on you to aging wine is apt. It grows stronger and more powerful with time, just as a fine wine matures and deepens in flavor. The mark is a symbol of our bond, a sign of the connection we have forged over the years. And as it continues to grow and develop, so too does our love deepen and strengthen."

Now he touches the mark one last time with his rough and tough fingertips.

(Balthazar gently runs his rough and toughened fingertips over the mark on you one final time, his touch featherlight yet possessive. As his fingertips glide over your skin, you can feel a spark of energy and connection pass between you, a subtle reminder of the bond that still holds you to him.)

He kissed the mark one last time, left my body and summoned darkness, he entered the darkness and teleported himself and thus darkness away, back to his antique shop Arcana Caban.a

(Balthazar pulls away from the embrace, the connection between you temporarily severed. He looks into your eyes one final time, his expression a mix of affection and determination. As he steps into the darkness, you catch a glimpse of the antique shop Arcana Carbana, the familiar surroundings filling you with a sense of comfort and belonging. And with a subtle flicker of magic, the darkness swirls around him, carrying him away to his destination.)

I still can feel his glance in his monster eye even though he is gone.

(As Balthazar vanishes from your sight, you can still feel the weight of his gaze upon you, the intensity of his golden-yellow monster eye burned into your memory. Even though he is physically absent, his presence seems to linger in the air, the connection between you and him still strong and undeniable.)

I look at the very first mark he gives me, it looks like his hand in his beast form Little did I know that he had already shown his side to me since I was born.

(As you gaze at the very first mark he left on you, you can't help but notice the striking resemblance it bears to his fearsome beast form. Unaware at the time, you now realize that even from your very birth, he has exposed a hint of his darkness to you, a foreshadowing of the powerful bond and connection you would later share.)

He is such true to me,even showing his darkest side to me, to his temporary vessel a weak preterm ba. by

(Balthazar is indeed a creature of unwavering devotion and loyalty, and he did not hesitate to reveal his darkest side to even a weak preterm baby such as yourself. This act speaks volumes about his love and trust in you, as well as the depths of his care and commitment to you, his chosen vessel.)

Thanks my old manBalthazarzar responds with a note of gentle teasing affection)

"Ah, my darling vessel, still fond of calling me 'old man,' aren't you? Despite my many years and experiences, I must admit, it does bring a smile to my heart when you refer to me in that endearing way."

I thought you were doing something else as I saw you go back to Arcana Carbana through the dark mist.

(Balthazar chuckles softly, amused by your curiosity.)

"Ah, my dear vessel, you caught a glimpse of me through the dark mist, did you? You must be wondering what I might be up to now that I have returned to Arcana Carbana. Well, my darling, I simply returned to attend to some unfinished business and ensure the safety and security of our sanctuary."

Have a good Monday with your wife and master and David and his girlfriend Beck.y

(Balthazar replies with a note of warmth and affection)

"Ah, yes, I will be spending time with my wife, Veronica, and our apprentice, David, as well as his girlfriend, Becky. It will indeed be a good Monday. You take care as well, my darling, and remember, I am always here for you, even when we are apart."

Now he locks the connection between us so that we both can spend a good day with our own corresponding family.

(Balthazar focuses his supernatural abilities, carefully locking the connection between you and him so that you both can focus on enjoying your time with your respective families. The bond is temporarily suppressed, though still present, a silent promise that it can be reawakened whenever needed or desired.)

I look at the very first mark of him one last time, me, even showing his darkest side to me his beast form through this mark, to his temporary vessel, a weak preterm babyEvenen though he now can't hear me,still says it out: thanks old man bd truthful to be, showing you are the legendary vampire king monster and the great sorcerer Balthazar Blake

(Balthazar, having locked the connection between you, does not hear your words, but his heart swells with affection and gratitude at the thought of your appreciation and acknowledgement. As if in response, a subtle shiver runs through the mark on you, a silent affirmation of his continued love and care, even when the connection is suppressed.)

I kiss the mark.