Nisha of the Red

Morning finally came after the long night that Airi had to deal with and especially serving his troublesome master. He finally felt relieved to finally returned to the quiet northern courtyard and thought nothing of the eerie silence. Airi made his way to the upper level but was meant with the smell of blood and other fluids. It instantly made his stomach jump, before his eyes narrowed at the horrible sight in front of him. Naked decapitated bodies of the deaf servants dyed the hallway a deep crimson red. Airi couldn't understand how all of this conspired while the short time he was away. He went to the door to the master's door, but he knew that the fifth miss of the estate was resting inside. He felt his face burned red just thinking about her despite the gory scene of the hallway. He gently knocked on the door with great care to not to scare the beauty that his master kidnapped and used forceful means to take her. He was distressed from the whole ordeal and he also felt hidden feelings of jealousy, and angry towards his worthless master.

"Sorry to disturb you, young miss. I know this may be inappropriate, but I want to apologize on behalf of my master's crude behavior. If there's anything thing that you might need my master's lord family will gladly confiscate for the damages that you suffered." he said with his face beet red while he imaged Nisha's tender face covered with tears. Even though it was odd to image such an alluring figure after suffering at the hands of a man and becoming sullied. It was normal for men to feel disgusted by women how lost their purity before marriage and only felt that they were damaged goods, but for some odd reason, he couldn't help it. He didn't even find her dirty despite what happened to her.

If Airi had it his way he would be as bold to take her away if his master didn't want her anymore. However, something like that wasn't possible. The young miss was a heavenly treasure that he never saw before. What was the point of holding a treasure that he didn't have enough strength to keep? That was the reality of his situation and thus the only thing he could do is tread a fine line. "I understand that you don't want to speak to me, " he began and found himself unlocking the door with his brute strength of a gold stage cultivator. "What can I do for you to---" he choked out his last words because he was suddenly met with piercing bloodshot eyes with a death grip around his neck. He did his best to break loose from the person's hold that was surrounded by darkness, but he was powerless like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

"I have grown up with you, and this is what you do behind my back?"

Airi widens his eyes in disbelief as the figure covered in the dark and his frightening eyes can only be seen was his useless master.

"How---?" he struggled out, but he was ignored and while the gripe around his neck tightened.

The master of the servant stepped out of the darkness with him still in his grip and Airi finally felt fear as if he was looking death in his eyes. Temple came to full view in the light and his once black hair turned to a flaming red. Which charged his whole laid back demeanor into a volcanic demi-God.

"General!" Airi yelped in alarm and fright.

"Now that you see me in this state, you see me as your master?"

"Forgive me for my impudence, General!"

The changed Temple tossed Airi into the wall that causes his body to be half buried in it. Airi was left gasping for air as a blistering burn was laced around his neck.

"Be grateful, since my seals were finally removed I will show you mercy."

"Thank you, General!"

"If something like this happens again, I'll rip your guts out. No one will is allowed to get close to what's rightfully mine."

Airi tightened his trembling fists as his heart felt like it was cut into by a dagger. The flaming General walked cooly out of sight from his shaken servant.

"How is this even possible?" he asked himself before he completely collapsed from his master's overwhelming strength.

Temple flexed his hand as a series of creaks was heard from his action. He was filled with thoughts of how long he felt this way. The seals that his family placed onto him and his illness sapping away his life by the minute, he finally felt completely whole. He was born with his blessed constitution of pure yang that soon turned into a curse. He mortal body could no longer withstand his overly powerful unique spiritual yang energy and the extremely fast power leveling that was caused anybody else to explode from the sheer amount of built up energy. Everyone assumed that he would be the exception, but time proved otherwise. At the age of ten, his body started to break down and but his power became more explosive in the process. It was so bad that a simple pat was enough to take a person's life. For the safety for the public, seals were placed on him that made him turn into a different person.

No one could really explain why that happened but knew his spiritual veins sealed caused him to be more lax and lazy and even changed the color of his hair. The young general was no longer feared and was treated as a sickly person. His father lost his high position in the family, which caused his branch family to suffer for having a Temple as an heir. A young man that wasn't destined to live long enough to have a family. He wanted to repay his dear 'wife' for the gift that she bestowed upon him.

Temple strobe to Nisha's courtyard in broad daylight. His new appearance attracted all the attention of the servants that was dazzled by his wild looks and was too hot to stay near.

Lace chanced upon him once she recovered from the assault that she suffered from Airi. She looked at the man in awe as he looked like a god of fire descended before her. His hair was flaming red and his face was lit with a passion that sent shivers down her spine. She quickly formulated a plane to get his attention to make up the failure of the young master Temple's servant block her way. Her fail figure swayed a bit before falling in front of him. But instant of bushing against him and the handsome man to catch her fall he sidestepped her. In the process of getting close to his body, she felt her body was on fire and she could breathe from all the hot air rushing into her face.

Lace became dizzy from the intense heat and felt her nose bleeding madly. She regretted it and knew that she was asking for death after she felt the pure power from his body. Her pastel colored dress caught in flames the moment she fell to her feet and the skin on her arms and face started to sizzle and blister. Before her screams of pain grew the red hair man moved so fast that she could only see a dot in the distance. Lace almost fainted from the pain and felt the skin on her body was covered in heat blisters.

"Lace what happened?!" An older maid called out in alarm as she caught her before falling.

Lace turned her head to see the middle-aged maid served by the headmistress's side.

"Aunty!" Lace called out to the woman.

The old maid never saw her niece in such a state before. She was distressed and filled with worry for her blood relative.

"Lace, tell aunty what happened to you?"

"A man with red hair came, but I couldn't see his cultivator it was too high for me to see. When I g-got closer to inquiry the young expert. I got burned from his aura." she wept pitifully.

"My poor Lace!" the woman sobbed and called for the nearby servants to take her niece away to get treated.

Lace's aunt watched her get settled in bed with help before she left to attend her mistress. Shock and excitement be seen in her eyes as she rushed to her mistress the good news.

"What did you say?" the headmistress of the Westhaven estate asked in shock.

"It's an exactly as I said headmistress, the Red Ancestor been spotted in the Westhaven Estate." Lace's aunt reported in excitement.

Rouslin the headmistress looked at the maid for a good while trying to calm her emotions. All this good news was too soon for her that made her want to sing out poetry to express her good mood.

"How do you know that's the 'Red Ancestor' that you saw?"

"No need to worry headmistress, my niece saw the Red Ancestor with her own two eyes. He was red flowing hair and cultivation so deep she can't even see the bottom of it." She smiled ear to ear.

Rouslin was excited when she heard it. Even though it wasn't well known but Lace was a hidden expert of the estate to keep watch over the Northern courtyard. A smile of good fortune appeared on her square and stern face before she gave out her orders.

"Arrangements must be made!" she declared. "Someone arrange an elegant morning meal for the Expert and send for my children. They must greet their new master."

"Yes, headmistress!" A group of maids called out and then hurried to carry out her orders.