Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires

"Elysia…" he muttered under his breath as he gulped audibly.

She had come. The first thing Zaroth noticed was that she was wearing a black dress that clung tightly against her alluring body, accentuating her curves even more.

She had light makeup on her face that made her even more memorable.

She had put reddish lipstick on her lips. He wondered what they would taste like.

At that moment, Zaroth knew one thing.

He wanted her, with every fiber of his being.

As Elysia looked at him from afar, he couldn't be sure, but for a moment, it looked like her pupils widened in surprise.

Was she impressed with the way he had clothed himself? Zaroth hoped that she was.

Taking slow, heavy steps, she walked towards him and stopped when they were about an arm's length apart.

"Didn't expect that you would take the date so seriously," Elysia mused.

"There is no way I wouldn't when it's with you," he replied as he looked her in the eyes.

Despite straightening his back as much as possible, he had to look up as Elysia was almost twenty centimeters taller than him. And that was when she wasn't wearing high heels, as she was now, which made her even taller.

Maybe some men would feel uncomfortable in the presence of such a woman, but that wasn't the case for Zaroth, as Elysia's breasts were curiously at his eye level.

Though he didn't look at them, he was too mesmerized by her black-death-like eyes.

"Well, I have to be honest, you look good," she admitted.

"You are the one to talk. I didn't think you could get more gorgeous until I saw you in that dress," he spoke as he stretched out his hand.
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"Then, shall we enter?"

She glanced at his hand, took hold of it, and nodded in agreement.

The date had begun.

Walking inside the Dragonfire Dining Hall, Zaroth gasped in awe. He knew that this was one of, if not the most prestigious restaurant in the capital, but he didn't expect such a sight.

The ceiling was over twenty meters tall, with countless golden chandeliers hanging down from it.

The walls were beautifully decorated, almost like they were inside a grand castle.

There was a man playing classical music on a piano.

Zaroth immediately was able to tell that he had entered the big leagues just by entering the dining hall.

He and Elysia seated themselves at their reserved table, and a waiter dressed in a professional suit came and handed them the menus.

Zaroth screamed in pain and fear as he saw the outrageous prices... well, he screamed internally, but on the outside, he looked completely unbothered, like he could afford something from the menu.

But in fact, he couldn't. The only credits he had were the leftovers that Elysia had given him, and they could barely be enough to afford the cheapest food here!

"Don't worry, I know you don't have that kind of money. You are just a student, after all. I am paying," Elysia spoke in her usual emotionless voice.

Zaroth's heart stopped for a moment as he tried to search for if he had messed up, but his back was straight as an arrow, his chest was puffed out, and his expression was emotionless. How did she know that he couldn't afford it?

'Relax, idiot. She is the one giving you money, of course, she would know that you don't have any,' he cursed himself.

Having her pay for the date was certainly not an action that he should take as he had to appear mature, but he didn't have much choice either way, so he simply nodded and went back to the menu.

In the end, he ordered something in the middle of the price range. If he ordered the cheapest option, he would look like he was scared of spending her money, while if he ordered the most expensive, it would look like he didn't know the value of money.

Interestingly enough, once he placed his order with the waiter, Elysia got the same thing, so it seemed both of them were going to eat steaks. She also ordered a bottle of wine.

Truthfully, Zaroth refused to look at the prices of the alcohol, as he feared he might actually get a heart attack if he did.

Now that the order had been placed, they didn't have to look at anything else but each other.

Not letting the silence between them grow awkward, Zaroth spoke, trying his best to keep his voice calm and friendly.

"Isn't it nice? To get some free time off work. Everybody needs some time to relax, after all."

Elysia took a moment to respond. "Yes, it is nice to get a breath of fresh air."

After a moment, she asked a question, "Why are you unbothered while looking at my eyes?"

The question took Zaroth off guard. "... Because they are mesmerizing," he answered without hesitation.

Elysia raised an eyebrow. "This is not how people would describe my eyes, Zaroth."

"What do you mean?" he asked.

She sighed before explaining, "Mesmerizing eyes are the kind that are blue, or golden, perhaps even crimson."

Elysia made a small pause before she continued. "But black eyes like mine... black pupils like mine can't be called mesmerizing. The more fitting term would be scary, maybe even disgusting to look at. There's a reason people call me the incarnation of death, you know."

Zaroth suddenly found himself in deep thought. He was having a hard time understanding her words.

'She thinks her eyes aren't beautiful?' he asked himself.

What could be the reason for that? He himself had never seen something as alluring as her eyes... or maybe was he wrong? Did her eyes really scare other people? If that was the case, why didn't they scare him? It not only didn't scare him, it was like they worked like a magnet, pulling him closer and closer the more she matched her gaze with his.

'Death... wait, death?'

He was a Beast Master... a Beast Master capable of resurrecting and taming dead beasts. In a way, didn't he already have a connection with death?

Was that connection making him feel this way when he matched her gaze? Was he attracted to the dangerous... was he attracted to death itself?

Was he always this way? Or had he changed along the way?

He remembered the day he almost died, the day he received his blessing. He felt a change he couldn't explain, but he could feel it deep in his being, deep in his soul.

As he finalized his thoughts on the matter, he couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

She narrowed her eyes as she asked, "What is it?"

His cat-like eyes seemed to narrow even more, mimicking those of a predator.

"Isn't it funny? Both of us are seen as weird because of our unusual eyes. I guess we have more in common than we realized."

Zaroth moved his hand and gently grasped Elysia's hand that she had placed on the table.

"But over time, I have learned that I don't care what other people think. Their thoughts on the matter have no effect on me. So, Elysia, I can say with certainty one thing, I have never seen eyes as beautiful as yours."

Elysia's eyes widened for a moment as she felt something—something that she hadn't experienced in an ungodly amount of time.

For the first time in more than a decade, a man had made her heart skip a beat.