After DeathWas it really necessary? Asked Isaak painfully.
Yes, no, well not really, but Dietrich was a costly expense to us. If you had done Dietrichs work it wouldve been done along time ago. Cains smirk was causing Isaak much pain and discomfort.
Do you realise we are the only ones left?
Just like it was in the beginning.
Dietrich was like my brother, started Isaak mournfully.
Oh come Kämpfer, we all know he was much more than that. Cain was now torturing Isaak, Did you do what I think you have done? Did you recover him?
Isaak bit his lip, telling Cain the truth was as good as confessing his love in front of the whole Vatican. But his silence had already spoken for him.
Oh Isaak, you are far too soft, mused Cain.
In the top tower Isaaks eyes met with a most pitiful sight. Dietrichs limp body, supported only by a vast array of his own inventions and old technol
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Dietrich laughed a little, what did you say?
You can change the bed sheets today, I always do it! Isaak was rather out of breath.
Hm Dietrich giggled. Ill get one of my dolls to do it!
Dietrich! You do it; you need to take more responsibility.
Im taking responsibility right now arent I? Dietrich pouted.
Yes and your doing a fantastic job, if only you could be this hard working for Master Cain
Dietrich pulled out without warning. Fuck you, Isaak, Fuck you!
Isaak was a little shocked, he lost his temper, rolling over and slapping Dietrich hard across the face.
I work hard to look after you and you never give anything back in return! NEVER!
Dietrich sat up right, I let you fucking torture me when ever you want! he trailed his fingers over numerous scars.
Its necessary said Isaak coldly.
Dietrich slammed the door.