As morning came, the light of the ever-shining sun flowed through the window of Rimion's room, creeping silently like a spider, its path going undisturbed as it finally made to kiss Rimion's face with its waking light. His light brown eyes glistening in the sunlight as he yawned and slumped to his bathtub. As he turned on the shower, his skin was singed by the hail of hot raindrops pelting his skin. He screamed softly only to smile, as his skin warmed up all over. As he finished getting freshened up, he slipped on his pants, looking at the mirror with a smile, "If I were to run around naked, would he even be comfortable with that? Rimion asked with a cheerful laugh. He smiled as he started clenching his fists, the muscles bulging as if they were going to pop out of his body. He turned and moved his right thigh to the right, the muscles visually becoming part of his skin.<br/><br/>He looked into the mirror, a slight chuckle leaving his lips as he soon started thinking about Max, "What a history making day, huh? First, you get a new Master, and you end up starting to like the guy. It's kinda hilarious, I only came around, hoping my needs would have been met. That he would simply beat, keep me in the cellar waiting until he came back. Probably rape me as well... But that's what I get for assuming. Making an ass out of him and me. He isn't as bad as I thought he would, but he's definitely no pushover... But why would he allow me to call him by name. I mean, I understand he said I was very interesting and challenging slave, but I hadn't realized how interesting he was trying to say I was."