An Extra’s POV

"Huu…"

With a stable heartbeat, yet steady excitement, Rey held the Dyubbuk forward and stared at the Symbiote Slime.

"Let's make a binding vow, friend." He managed to leak out a trustworthy smile as he watched the sludge do its best to escape, to no avail.

The slime ignored him, as it continued trying to run, so Rey chose to repeat himself.

Nothing changed.

'Damn. How exactly am I supposed to communicate with this thing?' Rey thought to himself.

Then, a certain thought came to him.

Within the vast surrounding that they found themselves in—with the aged walls and dreary atmosphere—he chuckled, stretching his hand out to the slime.

~WHUSH!~

In an instant, the Zone of the Slime instantly shifted, and it became much closer to Rey. Once this happened, Rey reached out his hand and neared the ooze.

'Ater isn't saying anything, but since he isn't disapproving then this can't be a bad idea…' Something Rey noticed about his Familiar was that he preferred letting the former figure out certain things himself.

He only intervened when Rey was grossly wrong, or if he wanted to reveal something unknown—something Rey couldn't have found out himself.

'Right now, he's letting me figure out how to communicate with the Slime. Well, here goes…'

The moment Rey touched the tip of the jelly-like creature, some sort of spark rushed through his body, sending every aspect of himself into some kind of overdrive.

It was like being pricked by a needle in a finger, yet feeling the sensation throughout the body. This didn't feel like pain, though.

It was something different…

'It feels like power.'

~Hello. What do you want from me?~

The sudden voice that echoed in Rey's head would have caused anyone to jump in surprise—perhaps even scream—but the lad maintained his cool.

gazed at the slime, which was still touching the tip of his fingers, and it seemed like time had completely stopped for the two of them. Their physical bodies

contract. You and me… we'll make a binding

vow? Is there any real

'What?'

As long as I can find a suitable host, I'll simply latch on to them and the both of us can enjoy the benefits. There is no need for a

'Well… I mean…'

Bond with me. You and I can become one.

suppressed it. After all, Ater had predicted the

evil or good. They were generally neutral about most things, and

lay

fickle. If a host you consider to be more compatible appears, you are going to

don't put it like

all, it was the same with human beings in

thing to the other. A man's favorite wear could change if he found something better. Weapons were forsaken for a

were sometimes tossed aside for something

Let's just keep our relationship… casual. There's no need to sweat the small

do was subconsciously accept the Symbiote Slime's offer, and he would let the thing

bond, but only on a

or a situationship?' Rey narrowed his gaze as

mean, but… yeah. I guess that sounds

host, was polyamorous in nature. They didn't mind leaving one partner for another if they considered the latter to be a more attractive

him.

do you say?

portions of itself began to wrap around Rey, turning darker in color as if to blend

but wonder what would happen if he was a much weaker person. Would the Slime need permission from any host regardless, or could it bind itself with less resistant

able to break its contract at any time, did that mean the Host could also do the

Slime's intentions to remain, wouldn't that make the Slime upset? If that happens, then…' Rey remembered the warning of the System concerning

a Host to maintain the relationship, while the Slime can just jump to another Host once its tired of

ones

family was no different when it came

you waiting for?

Slime a

talking about now? Come on,

more and more flustered. It even pulled back, but didn't completely get

That told him something.

want me. I want you too. But, I don't like having competition. You will be mine, and