Claire's body twirled in a rapid circle as her right leg swung towards him like a scorpion's tail; it snapped at his head, the force of her attack making her black dress float up, her tattoo almost seeming to glow in the morning sun.

Her form was beautiful, as his right arm was forced to block the blow, an impact that caused his upper body to shudder; seeing his guard shaken, her wooden spear swiped across with another rotation, aiming to slam into his chest.

Alex moved just his left arm, sliding his sword out of the way, the two weapons clashing together, and she fell backwards as if from an earthquake.

As she landed, he watched as she began to rise again, leaping back to a 3-metre distance; her chest was rushing as she took tiny, light breaths, tapping her feet as she started to almost fade from his vision.

Swish!

A sudden lunge as her body almost vanished, thrusting forward with a deadly attack, his eyes widening as Alex barely managed to tilt his head in time before Claire became like a phantom, fading from his sight, flashing several times in succession with fierce thrusting pierces, he could smell her thick scent, the sweat oozing from her forehead, using his wooden sword as a pseudo shield, blocking the tip of her spear with the width of his blade, the irregular guard something he learned from Sarah, but never used before.

'This girl! She's more than serious!'

"Haa...Haa.....Tsk!" Claire lept back, her shoulder's moving as she took deeper breaths, looking at him with sharp eyes, like a predator, as she wiped the sweat from her brow, once again lowering her body, the soft floor slightly creaking as she lowered her body, tightening her muscles.

'Holding back any more would be an insult to her!' Alex thought, his sword held in one hand while losing his stance, but the moment his posture changed, it was like he became a monster, the entire room filled with a heavy and deadly atmosphere as Claire struggled to breathe for a moment, her eyes dilating as she saw his eyes watching her became a scarlet colour.

"I'm coming; protect your vitals, or you'll die." He whispered in a soft but eerie voice.

The intensity exploded, as her eyes seemed to be blinded for a moment, Alex was standing more than 3 metres away, yet she blinked, and his sword was about to slam into her face; her body rolled backwards as the training rooms floor was destroyed, the power of his swing causing a screaming howl, followed by a loud bang.

Despite missing, his assault didn't relent, stretching his idle hand and grabbing the brown hair of Claire, her spear missing his body as he slammed her face into the tatami matt below; with a crushing thud, her body seemed to tremble for a moment as he tossed her into the distance, crashing into broken pillars and wood.

"Claire!" He snarled, his body dashing forward; on his mind was the desire to win, to dominate and never let this woman leave his side, the regret of turning her without deeper care, the stupid decision to leave her alone back then.

His guilt, shame and self-hatred were channelled as he assaulted her with a barrage of robust and rapid slashes, each one able to make the wind scream, a slight gust blowing her hair as she desperately blocked them, her wooden spear bending, chipping, and almost snapping!

"Alex!" She cried as her left arm was forced out of its place, her palm raised like a shield, barely deflecting the slash. Her eyes were wide like those of an animal caught in a trap as he continued to attack her with a ferocity she'd never seen before.

The morning sun made her face look enchanting as the wooden sword almost snapped her arm and drooped powerlessly after a loud smack, the wooden spear clanging as it rolled along the mat.

He grasped her throat, tightly pulling on her body as Alex lifted her off the ground, her pretty face looking at him with her weak blue eyes; his actions caused her to panic; she was worried he might kill her.

"Submit." His cold voice sounded.

"Ugh...!" Claire still struggled with her right arm, but even as she wrapped her legs around his waist, the muscles and power were far beyond her soft, curvy body.

"Submit to me!" Alex repeated.

"Nnngh... I....!"

With the slightest move of his hips, he threw her, sending her tumbling over the wooden pillars and shattering tables in the room, followed by a small broken vase. As she rolled on the floor, the wooden spear cracked as it broke in half; her eyes showed defeat as she lowered her head, seeing Alex's charging rush.

"Ah... I couldn't become her equal....even now." She whispered, but Alex was nothing like those protagonists he had read about in novels before the end.

He reached her body, lifting her into the air, her face now level with his, her pretty face filled with a sense of defeat, despair and loss.

"I submi.... Mmnnnph!?"

As if the time was reversed to the first hours of the apocalypse, his lips forcibly closed Claire's, her eyes widening as she felt the nostalgic sensation of his hands stroking her buttocks, caressing her with his warm hands, as his fingers entered inside her black panties, teasing her already damp slit, the whole situation causing her to become confused, as his tongue began to toy with hers, a softness that made her feel weak, knowing she could no longer hold him off.

His kiss was firm and aggressive; the tongue wrestled with her own, their chests pressing against each other as he moved his hand down to grab her soft, flexible ass, pulling her closer, forcing her legs apart and pushing her up; at this point, she lost her battle against him, falling prisoner to the passionate and sloppy kiss, the sensation of him sucking her tongue causing pleasure to explode like a bomb in her brain.

She moaned, her heart racing as their tongues twisted for several minutes; Claire became engrossed in this fleeting passionate kiss before they pulled away, a bridge of silver saliva between their mouths, her eyes dreamy, before snapping awake, confused at his actions.

"Wh-What are you doing?!" She asked, but got no response as his left hand gently slid her panties down her thighs, both hands keeping her waist away from the floor as he quickly removed her underwear, exposing her naked crotch; and the obscene tattoo that made his crotch swell with passion.

Alex began to stroke the marking on her pelvis, the soft flesh letting his fingertip sink into her, a warmth coming from deep within her body, [Lord Alexander's Faithful Sheath] Claire's body shuddered as she felt his fingers tracing the words, the passion and lust in his eyes now clear to her, worried it was momentary her heart stopped from desiring anything further than giving him her purity.

"Claire, I won, right?" His deep voice was filled with a sexy and stern tone.

"A...ah... you won... do what you will..." Her voice shook, torn between the delight of being held by him and the frustration she wasn't even his lover.

"Good..." His face momentarily became calm, the lust fading as he stroked her cheek affectionately, kissing them softly, "You will become mine, body, heart, soul. No matter what you have, everything will become mine, even after you die."

No matter how she heard the words, as they echoed off the walls, her mind took a moment to understand his words. She looked at him, feeling a strange myriad of feelings in her chest and mind as she couldn't help but spit out her feelings.

"Isn't that like a damn confession of love.... haha...!"historical

Silence.

Claire regretted her joke, wishing to live in the moment and believe the lie, convincing herself that's what it meant.

"Ah, it was. I won't let you go; no matter how often you try to flee, I will take you back. If I were still human, if the world never became fucked up, I would never be able to act on my deepest desires and emotions... but Claire..."

"Mmmm?"

"The world IS fucked up, and I am no longer human..."

Claire's heart was going crazy, she understood, trying desperately to calm her racing heart filled with delight, her body boiling from her intense feelings as she watched his severe and serene face. His hands caressed her face, lovingly kissing her cheeks, nose, forehead and lips.

"That is why I will never let the women I care about escape, whether immoral, illogical, despicable or unethical... What I want and love will be mine; now be a good girl, become my sheath and stand beside me until the very end!"

Claire felt as if a drill was ripping apart her chest; the mixture of joy, fear, hope and dismay tearing her up inside, the utter desire to confess her love for him combined with the ultimate loss of self.

The joy of finally loving someone so much was sweet and empowering; her body tingled with excitement as she thought about her future with Alex, knowing that she wouldn't have to hide in any dark corners, no longer fear Sarah's return, or others Vesta she kept at a distance in jealousy.

She breathed in and out, inhaling all the feelings within her, watching Alex's face slowly towards her as she quickly moved first, kissing his lips fiercely, her lips sucking on his as she sought to answer him with actions, even before he spoke again.

As soon as their lips parted, Claire's mind was full of thoughts, happy but confused by the situation, wanting to ask questions but holding her tongue for the moment as they embraced each other, his arms embracing her as he kissed her neck.

Her decade-long crush finally bore fruit; all it took was the apocalypse.

With a faint smile, Alex lifted her body into a princess carry, her eyes fixated on him, now a pure blue, no longer mixed with red, as she brushed her fingers along the hand wrapped around her breasts as he carried her to a particular room.

The room they first met in the martial arts clubroom, the place she first saw him; she first fell for him, merely his looks and aura at first, then his actions and gentle actions in secret, guiding the members when they seemed to give up, feel they had no talent.

Luckily, the room was still intact as he pushed open the door; seeing a large bench with soft cushions, he laid Claire on her back as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her face warm and gentle.

"Hehe, you know, the moment I saw you in this room all those years ago... I already started to have a crush on you, rugged, handsome, yet you were a little more innocent and seemed gullible back then..."

Claire lay back, her dress over her stomach, as her hands brushed against the soft engravement, her eyes narrowing as she looked into Alexander's eyes.

"Make these words true."

"Let me feel your love."

"Alex!"