The fake Jeff stares up at the cute stuffed white tiger cub, smiling happily as it stares blankly into nothing. Astral smiles, “I must say, toy, you do make “my” collection perfectly complete,” he says happily, the fox-in-disguise then looks around the room he was brought to.
“I must say,” Astral mumbles to himself, “I’m really grateful to you, toy, for freeing me from that fake life I’ve live. Don’t worry though, I’ll get my revenge on those mortals who dared to trap me in some stupid fantasy game for kids. But first, I have more important things to do, this room… this house… they don’t suit me and my power… no… no… I need something more… fitting… something that shows everyone who is in charge”. Astral turns to face the “toy” that once had been a living breathing human teen, “any ideas, my cute little toy,” he asks, before his mouth curls into a wide smile, “yes! Yes! Of course… why haven’t I thought of that myself? A castle! THAT is what I need! THAT is what will perfectly suit me and have everyone on this planet know who their KING is! HAHA! Oh, yes! Let’s see if any castles are up for sale,” with that the fake Jeff walks over to his Laptop.
Tapping into “his” memories on how to use a Laptop, Astral opens the browser and a site for purchasing properties, typing “castle” in the search bar.
“Jeff” starts scrolling through all the various types of castles, “nah… this one is to small, I need something… larger… much MUCH larger! Nnnnoooooope… this one is just ruins… to much work to restore… hm…,” he mumbles, finally his eyes land on an impressive castle: at least ten stories tall, four towers at each corner, a large garden, a massive driveway, a garage big enough for at least six cars, tall thick concrete walls and a huge gate, the castle sitting on a high cliff, surrounded by thick forest, looking over the city.
Astral grins, his eyes sparkling, “yes… this one is perfect,” he says, “it just needs a itty-bitty personal touch, but that won’t be a huge issue. I’d just need to add a few fierce and creepy Gargouls, I think I’d like to have two fierce feral Lions on either side of the front stairs, leading up to the main entrance. Hmm… the garden could use some nice decorations… a beautiful marble fountain would look great on the front lawn… hmm… I also could do with a guard dog… or two to protect me and my home! Yes, yes, I have some nice ideas to make it the perfect home for me! Oh… and I defiantly will need new furniture, those modern things just don’t look right… I know… I need beautiful old antique furniture!”
The “teen” takes out his phone and dials the number of the person wanting to sell the castle, “first though… I need to buy it,” he says, grinning as he lifted the phone to his ear, snapping his fingers a loud “crack” is heard and a case full of money is suddenly resting on his desk, Astral grins, “Oh! How I do LOVE my powers!”
Soon, “Jeff” is sitting in “his” car, driving to the location of his soon-to-be new home, and after meeting the owner, it doesn’t take long to sign the contract and pay the price. Left alone, Astral grins up hat HIS castle, clapping his hands, “now, the real fun can begin,” he says, “first, I’ll head into town, I have some fun ideas to make this boring town a bit more interesting. Then I’ll focus on improving MY castle, hehe! Oh, happy day!”