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When the guard followed Luigi's command to remove his armor, revealing a body covered in scars and a frail figure, Luigi's eyes instantly became even more crazed. His eyes seemed to shimmer with a desire for power and control, a nearly fanatical gleam that seemed to penetrate the guard's body and consume his soul.
Standing there, the guard could feel the hunger and madness emanating from Luigi's gaze, a fear far beyond physical pain. He began to tremble uncontrollably, each shiver like a premonition of an inevitable disaster to come. Knowing deep down the atrocities that might be hidden behind Luigi's madness, the guard's heart was filled with despair and helplessness. He had nowhere to escape, only to stand there and await Luigi's next move.
At this moment, Luigi is completely immersed in his own world, a world filled with violence, control, and fear. The helplessness and panic of the guard are just another form of satisfaction and enjoyment for him. In the upcoming war, Luigi's soul seems to have been eroded by some dark force, making him even more unpredictable and dangerous.
As Luigi forcefully lifts the guard's chin, his voice is deep and threatening, each word sounding like it's dug up from the deepest darkness, landing heavily on the guard's heart. "I ask you... what are you most afraid of?" This sentence echoes in the silent air, carrying an irresistible command.
The guard's body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes filled with fear as he faced the approaching face of Luigi. He felt as if he were trapped in an inescapable nightmare. His limbs felt weak, and his throat seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, making it difficult to breathe, let alone answer the question.
In Luigi's gaze, the guard saw an unfathomable darkness, a power that transcended life and death, as if it could extract a person's soul from their body and plunge it into endless nothingness. Under this oppressive feeling, the guard felt that all his secrets were laid bare, and his deepest fears seemed to be fully exposed by those eyes.
At this moment, the guard deeply experienced what despair truly meant. He realized that he was under the control of a madman, and any struggle would be futile. His heart was filled with a sense of powerlessness and panic, yet he also knew that escape was not an option. He had no choice but to face this terrifying prince and the indescribable fear in his heart.
The guard's body felt as if it were soaked in icy water in the depths of winter, uncontrollably trembling. Every attempt to speak revealed his deep fear and helplessness. Under Luigi's threatening gaze, his lips kept moving, as if trying to say something to please this dreadful prince. But in the end, fear crushed his courage, leaving him unable to make a sound.
Luigi's smile appears unusually twisted in this environment, his eyes revealing displeasure and anger, yet tinged with a hint of manic enjoyment. "There's only an hour left until Mario arrives... our time for fun is running out," his voice is low and full of implications, each word striking at the guard's soul, "I hope you know what's good for you... and cooperate obediently."
This statement is like a final ultimatum, leaving the guard feeling hopeless and realizing that he is completely under the control of this mad prince. He knows that what awaits him next will be unimaginable terror, but he is powerless to change anything. The guard's eyes are filled with pleading for mercy, but he knows that in front of Luigi, such pleas will only excite him further. In the presence of this mad prince, the guard has completely lost his dignity and freedom as a person, and can only be manipulated by him.
The guard's voice was weak and trembling, like the last breath of warmth in deep winter. "I... I am afraid of death, of never being able to see my family again... That is what I fear the most." This sentence seemed to carry all his fear and helplessness, each word pressing heavily on his heart, revealing his deepest and most genuine fear.
Luigi heard this and a strange light flashed in his eyes. His face drew closer, almost able to feel the guard's rapid breath due to fear. "Oh? Are you afraid of being separated from your loved ones? Or are you simply... afraid of death?" Luigi's tone carried a hint of playfulness, as if probing and mocking at the same time.
He suddenly exerted force, pressing the guard against the wooden wall behind him. The guard's back hit the hard wood, emitting a muffled groan. Luigi's eyes were close to the guard's, forcing him to face the unfathomable darkness. "So, if I told you there was a way to avoid facing your greatest fear, but the price is that you must become my servant, forever obedient to me, would you agree?"
This question was like a sharp blade in the darkness, pointing directly at the guard's most vulnerable soul. The guard's eyes were filled with struggle and hesitation. He knew that once he agreed, he would lose all rights as a free man, but the deep-seated fear within him made it difficult for him to refuse. Under Luigi's powerful intimidation, he felt all his resistance gradually melting away.
The guard's eyes were filled with fear, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, making it difficult for him to speak. Under Luigi's oppressive gaze and invisible force, he realized that he actually had no choice. The mixture of humiliation, powerlessness, and fear made his emotions extremely complex. Finally, he answered in a low, almost inaudible voice, "I... I'm willing," but the sound was so weak, as if it could be blown away by the wind at any moment.
Luigi raised an eyebrow, and the hand pressing on the guard's shoulder suddenly exerted force, causing the guard to feel a sensation of bones about to break. "I can't hear your answer clearly!" Luigi's voice was deep and threatening, as if it came from the depths, shaking the guard's soul.
At this moment, the guard dared not have any reservations. He took a deep breath, despite his fear, and finally mustered all his strength to answer loudly and tremblingly, "I am willing! I am willing to be your servant, to obey you forever!" The moment these words were spoken, in addition to fear, a deep sense of despair filled the guard's heart, because he knew that from this moment on, his fate had been completely changed.
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