Cylthic strolled down the sidewalk. Tonight was a beautiful night. A beautiful night for enslaving that is. He had been here for about........two months. In those two months he had learned how to perfect his disguise. Two months ago he was told by his father to enslave humans to feed him. Specifically feed his father with the fear they would generate 24/7. But it would take forever. Even with an army of people it would take years for Cylthic's father to be satisfied. No matter, to Cylthic this wouldn't take long. For he had no sense of time, he was a timeless being born in a realm where time didn't exist. Years were seconds, decades were minutes, time had no control on him. Cylthic leaned on a nearby wall with a wide smile. He wanted a distraction, he had been focusing on work for too long.
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