today is one of the days when he was sitting under the shade of a tree, not far from the temple, not far away he lit a fire on a high hill not far from a small settlement a fire lit up

Surprised and curious, the god eyed her carefully. He wondered if she knew of his search for a bride or if she had come out of mere curiosity. The girl looked frightened and hurt; a target too tempting to resist. "What is your name?" he asked softly, making no attempt to conceal his desire for an answer.

Taken aback by her gesture, the god's gaze sharpened as he studied the collar around her neck. A slave? He hadn't expected such a prize to present herself so willingly. "So you know of my search," he murmured, almost to himself. Standing slowly, he approached her with graceful steps, curiosity and hunger burning in his red eyes. "You bear the mark of another master. Would you exchange him for me?" He let the words hang in the air, his tone sultry and seductive.

The god sensed her hope begin to fade as she looked at him, and he reveled in it. So swiftly, she went from uncertain curiosity to utter despair, all under his influence. His red eyes glimmered with satisfaction, a cruel smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "You look so lost," he whispered, reaching out to touch her cheek with cool, white fingers. "Let me be your guide... your master." His words dripped with honeyed promises and dark allure. The air around them seemed to grow thick with desire, suffocating any remaining resistance she might have had.

The god could feel her tremble beneath his touch and it sent a shudder of anticipation down his spine. "Forgive me," he murmured, quickly withdrawing his hand. His gaze turned intense as he held hers captive, willing her to understand that he meant no harm. "I only wish to help you... to show you the way." He paused for a moment, letting his words sink in before continuing softly, "Would you accept my protection... and wear this gift I offer?" He extended a slender, white hand toward her, holding out a woven red bracelet adorned with intricate designs. The symbolism was clear: he sought to bind her not just physically but also spiritually, making her his own in every sense of the word.

The moment stretched taut as they held each other's gaze, the girl's frightened eyes meeting his hungry ones.

Her hesitation was obvious; she knew what the bracelet represented and feared its implications. But the god saw an opportunity to press his advantage, to seal her fate before she could change her mind. "There is no need to fear," he murmured reassuringly. "It only symbolizes our bond... my desire for you." Slowly, carefully, he reached out once more and gently encircled her wrist with the bracelet, fastening it securely around her skin. As soon as it touched her flesh, a tingle of energy coursed through both their bodies, binding them together irrevocably.

His crimson eyes bored into hers, searching for any sign of regret or defiance.

The god's crimson eyes narrowed slightly as he studied her reaction to the bracelet. He was pleased that she had not immediately rejected him outright; there would be time for such displays of defiance later, after their bond was fully formed. For now, Shirayui smiled triumphantly and inclined his head in a small nod of acknowledgement. "Good," he breathed softly. "Then you are mine... entirely."

The god's eyes flickered to the collar around her neck, noticing the discomfort it caused her. "You may remove that," he said gently, nodding toward it. "It serves no purpose here."

Shirayui smiled reassuringly and moved with fluid grace to stand behind her. With one swift motion, he reached around her neck and easily unsnapped the collar. "There," he whispered into her ear as he pulled it free from her skin. "No longer will you be bound to another." The weight of the collar gone, a wave of relief washed over her as she released a shuddering breath. In that moment, Shirayui's satisfaction knew no bounds; his power and control were complete.