7: Victims

I really need a new plan. Staying in my room, and spawning monsters, just doesn’t seem like a good idea. These ladies who summoned me are not people I want to trust. They just… rub me the wrong way. Something about them seems off and… disturbing. Unfortunately, just walking away, doesn’t seem like a great plan.

…

My thoughts were abruptly disrupted by someone opening the door, and tossing in several young women whom were bound and gagged.

“What are you doing?!”

“Gifts. You should know what to do. If you want to leave this room, you’ll need power. We aren’t letting you out, until you’re strong enough to leave on your own. A powerless god is of no use to us.”

“I told you this isn’t how I want to do things!”

“Don’t care. Get strong, or we’ll just kill you and try again.”

Fuck… Door is now locked. Looks like I can’t leave. Three young bound women… and I utterly failed to undo their bindings. 

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

Anything in the room I can use? … the lights are magical, no real flame… no blades… Nothing.

Can I make something? … gave birth to a form of living switchblade… that is way too slippery to actually use, and I cut myself… that’s not blood… that’s… green. Tiny green worms? No, more like tiny green tentacles. Thankfully I didn’t bleed much, and the wound closed quickly. Still a bit disturbing.

Oddly, the women look less freaked out than I feel.

“Are you trying to comfort me?”

They nod.

“I’m so sorry. I feel so useless. I can’t even get you free of those bindings.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m just glad you aren’t what they said you were.”

What? One of them escaped on their own? Now I feel even more useless.

“Don’t be so down, okay?”

“I’m supposed to be a god! Yet I can’t even undo some basic rope and cloth bindings!”

“It’s okay. I’m glad you’re such a weak thing.”

“That’s really not making me feel better.”

“Sorry, I just can’t help feeling like I want to protect you and love you and make you mine.”

“I hope that’s not my powers at work.”

“I don’t think so. What kind of god are you?”

“My domains are monsters, sex, and pleasure.”

“Well, none of those have anything to do with bindings or freedom, so it’s natural you’d not have any power relevant to freeing us. Don’t worry, we’ll figure something out.”

She then kissed me on the forehead… I… I was gonna comfort them! Why am I being the one comforted? … It’s nice. I feel like I’m falling in love, and I don’t even know this woman! I’m so useless.

…

It didn’t take long for the three of them to end up free of bindings and gags, no thanks to me. *sigh* At least the other two are normal, and keeping their distance, so clearly it’s not some sort of charm aura that is responsible for the one hugging me and holding me in her lap… she’s actually smaller than me, so this is super weird… it is comforting though.

The one sitting furthest from me didn’t seem comfortable with me, but she still seemed to try and comfort me with words: “I don’t blame you. None of this is your fault.”

***Author Note***

Rolled a bunch of dice to help me figure out the power level, and methods of the ladies who summoned an evil god, and then more dice to determine how efforts to help the kidnapped women went… what? What the heck? Seriously? This is so messed up. 

Kidnapping plan? Brute force…
Evilness of the ladies? Very high.
Power? Also very high.
Secrecy? Poor (hence the guard leader being aware that some women have disappeared recently in prior chapter)
Main character’s attempts to free the kidnapped women: 7, 1, 7, 7, 5 (all d20 rolls)

I actually rolled dice for RGB to get a random blood color… Green.

Rolled for reactions, and the women are reacting well to the main character… and got a 19 for how affectionate the first to get free would be. The others were a 7 and 1, which makes for a much more normal reaction. Friendly, but not interested in… well… what the first one is doing. I… I think that’s a little excessive, miss… I need to name them. *sigh*