The golem made its way to Aegir's direction. Using its huge hands; it gently picked up its new master, carefully placing him on his arms. “Can I really ask you to do anything? ” Aegir weakly asked the golem on which in turn nodded its head as a confirmation.  
Closing his eyes and thinking, Aegir replied, “I'll call you Earthy from now on and for your first task... Carry me to where my master is and punch that stupid bunny! ” The last one he said indicated vindication.  
He won't certainly forget what that damn bunny had done! He'll be sure to be surprised that he did it and Aegir hopes he'll choke on his saliva right now. 
Without question, the golem complied with his new master's request. It's also seemingly happy to earn a name; humming a tune as it walked as if it won't be resorting to violence later on.  
Indeed, somewhere along the forest; the bunny who's the target of the cat's plans choked on his own saliva as he slept; immediately waking himself up and resort to ceaseless coughing. 
He certainly has the idea who might've mentioned him but he was oblivious to what may come for him once his student confirmed the task he assigned was already completed. 
He palpably didn't expect that sooner he'll be chased by the own golem he had created. 
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Giggles and laughter could be heard coming from a tent built in the forest. The sound came from a female; tone rather flirty as if she's trying to seduce someone by using her charms. Moments later, a male voice could be heard chuckling; his hand reaching the entrance of the tent. 
A man wearing naught but his jeans came out of the tent; body glistening in sweat. He has a well toned body and well chiseled abs—a product of his extensive commitment to the gym and to preserve his public image. A notable amount of kiss marks are also evident on his neck, shoulders and abdomen.
”I'll be back later, babe. Promise! I'll just walk around for a while. ” A hand reached the man's cheek accompanied by a female whining voice. The man couldn't help but smile at the woman's antics. Not because he found it cute but he found how desperate she looks. 
The woman cupped the man's face; eyes flaring in desire. She moved her face closer; her arms snaked around his neck. She soon kissed the man's lips; eagerly and hungrily as she intentionally grind her breasts to his chests.  
Much to her disappointment, the man never returned her advances; he gently pushed her aside, his lips still plastered with a smile. ”I'll be back, okay? ” he didn't let her say something again; he placed his thumb on her lips, smirking; he turned his back on her, hand on his pockets.  
The woman, though dejected; sigh dreamingly to herself. She really wants a taste of him again. She blew a kiss in his direction. ”I'll wait, daddy, okay? ” she giggled and went to enter the tent once again. 
The man, whose name was Saint; upon confirming that the woman was not in sight anymore turned to wipe his lips with his arms where the woman had kissed a while ago. He could feel his stomach turned upside down as if he had seen or tasted a food that doesn't fit to his liking. 
Well, he was delighted with her taste and presence a while ago when she was screaming his name; shaking in pleasure under him. 
But just like any escapades he had done...he always felt disgusted after the first time. He only liked what she initially made him feel; a fleeting spark, dashing but short-lived like fireworks during a festive night. And she's a great help for him to visualize a love scene for his new romance novel. 
The smile he had on his lips disappeared just like how his excitement vanished. He looked at his palm; fisted it and shook his head. His crimson eyes empty as his legs started to walk to what direction it wanted to take him.  
”Excitement, feelings, love, huh? Where can I get a permanent one that will not easily bore me? “ he asked himself. He wished for something that will hook him; something he can pursue endlessly without discarding it afterwards. 
He somehow found a new playmate in guise with friendship; keeping him entertained. But it's been days since he last heard from Anthony, one of his dirt-bag father's writers. Although it annoys him to the core because his father tries to inquire about Anthony through him. 
Fishing his phone from his pocket; he dialed his number only to be left with no answer. 
Whistling to himself; he combed his messy obsidian locks. ”I wonder if he's okay? Maybe he's on a date with his little boyfriend? Lucky him. ” He put his phone back in his pocket; still walking, now thinking to chill by the river and wash himself. The woman's scent was all over him.
It's really quite an amusement to him when he teases Anthony with his little boyfriend with the unusual hobby to cosplay. Or is it really cosplay? He wonders. When it comes to the male kitty cat, Anthony's usually bored eyes; light up and it's not difficult to catch how talking about his so-called roommate makes Anthony's mood better. It's really a joy to witness absent-minded people struggle with matters concerning cupid.  
He bets the moron doesn't even know that things between him and his dear roommate weren't normal. ”Maybe I'll write a romance plot modeled from them? I'll use the forest ideas a while ago to add to my plot. '' Saint's eyes twinkled; his excitement refueled, grinning from ear to ear.  
Maybe he'll just stick his nose to them to be able to feel. Although he know he still couldn't give up tasting temporary sweets along the way; because everything isn't enough. 
Sighing; he kicked a pebble on his way. “Now, I really need to see—” his monologue suddenly got interrupted when he heard a loud bang from somewhere; flocks of birds started to fly from the distance in panic of what had transpired.  
He stopped walking; eyes trying to find where the noise came from. A side of him is telling him not to try and venture but his thirst of finding out the truth is also there to try and influence him.  
And ofcourse, the latter won him over. For someone whose life was dull—he always craved adventure. 
But what he saw felt like he was seeing something unreal; especially the scene before him incorporates the two people he's been thinking about a while ago. 
From the bushes he decided to hide himself in; he could see a lot of people including Anthony and Aegir. Three people were standing beside three bloodied and unconscious creatures—yes, creatures. Because they look exactly like those that were on the news; with animal ears and tails and the other one has elongated ears just like elves and dryads he sees in comics. 
Gasping; he sat on the grass. He could feel his hand shake; wet in perspiration. ”T-They're real... That's not a hoax! “ Although shaken by what he's seeing; he couldn't help but to feel kinda excited inside. He's right! Fiction is real! 
But what felt more like being thrown by cold water is the presence of Anthony; whose standing back to back with his housemate; although wounded has the looks of someone who'll not back down from a fight—especially that there's indeed a fight. They were fighting the same type of creature he saw sprawled on the ground. 
”Damn! I thought he doesn't believe in fiction? ” he muttered to himself as his eyes glued to Anthony's movements. 
Anthony raised Aegir's body by carrying him by the waist; the latter on the other hand used the momentum to use his legs to continuously deliver kicks to their enemy, two violent kicks to the head and three to the face. The enemy staggered and screamed, face swollen and bloodied; a sword magically appeared from its palms. They throw the sword in Anthony and Aegir's direction but as if Anthony already anticipated the move, he spoke something; as if calling something in. Purple light started to appear from Anthony's hand and two huge shears appeared, just in time to divert the sword away. A clang could be heard from where the sword fell.
Saint's eyes couldn't believe what he is seeing; as if it's already bulging from all the things he's been presented with at the moment. His heart hammered from his chest and he could feel something inside of him burn. 
He gripped the grass tightly; trying to stop himself from screaming, not on fear but on amusement. “It's real! Oh my God! I cannot believe it! ”
And for him, he already can prove that indeed associating with Anthony was beneficial for him.  
He'll keep this as a secret if Anthony wishes it to be but he wants to be part of it.  
Impulsivity courts danger and untamed feelings see no rationality...stopping it is as near as trying to put time to an end.