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“Judar,” He interrupted upon being called Sir Magi. It was fine to tell him his name, there’s no harm. Anyone knew him name. The people who feared him and the people who hated him as well. “With my help you will be able to do so much more than just this.” How happy, how pure he was, all of his dreams and ambitions. His rukh are shining and chirping so happily, Judar wondered how long it would take to dye every single one of them black and have him feel true despair. His words made the magi laugh. Oh, it’s so rare to meet someone who had the same mindset, it was fun, entertaining for him. He wanted to see more of him, hear more of him so he could lend him a hand and let him fall when he needed him the most. So he would understand how beautiful depravity would be. “That’s nice. A country needs people with strength and confidence. Someone who’s dancing on the thin line between life and death.” Judar offered his hand, his lips curled into a wide, happy smile. “Say, have you ever been into a dungeon?”
❝ Oh, my apologies... Sir- I mean Judar~ My name is Jamil, it's a pleasure to finally meet you~ ! ❞ He was surprised by the magi to want to be called by name. Jamil felt it to be too rude to act familiar with someone of his caliber, but if he didn’t mind it then neither did he. Just hearing that the one who his teacher was told would come to lead him to become a king vessel was here in the flesh, wanting him by his side made him happier than anything. ❝ That’s good to hear. I did achieved so much after the death of my parents and the teachings of my teacher. I took authority, imposed the law, became feared not just by the slave I own, but by the people I governed and met and made Qishan into the biggest labyrinth town! But ruling just a town meant too little to me in comparison to a position where I deserve much more. I’d rather not be second at best to the true power of a king! ❞ He said with the utmost confidence, believing what the magi said whole-heartily. He may have gotten so much, but what Jamil was lacking Judar would help with receiving and that is if he would prove himself as worthy as what his teacher made him out to be. ❝ I have proved myself to be quite the capable man, I been through hell and back; sacrificing so much for this moment... ❞ He reached for the hand offered to him, his lips stretching into a bright smile. Though he already knows about how his last venturing into a dungeon played out, he figured this time may be different. ❝ Though last time was unfavorable, I have indeed been in a dungeon! ❞
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letscursefate:
@callousinfamy
So this had been the guy chosen by them, tempted with a dungeon and a supposed candidate puppet for their schemes. Yeah, those purple eyes had the perfect shade of madness.
If he wasn’t just the leader of a small city-state forgotten in the desert, perhaps he could have proven to worthy entertainment!
Those dark eyelids lowered to a heavy-stare bored at the respectful display Jamil offered. “Well, you chose the worst of the magi. That’s what happens when gambling goes wrong.” Judar’s eyes widened with laughter that did not translate to his voice.
“Oh, and your teacher was my servant.”
The slaver could hear the words of his teacher reminding him about the day a boy was going to choose him and lead him to becoming king. All the while staring at said boy in front of him, mesmerized. To think the day came where he could finally meet the magi his teacher told him about would come to fruition in a single instant.
Hearing his words of the kid magi he had the displeasure of meeting and mistaken of being the one in front of him snapped him out of it, his tone more taken aback as he stumbled to form his words. ❝ Ah, y-yes. My teacher didn't give me too much to go on in regards to whom was going to meet with me. All I heard was a ❛boy❜, so naturally I assumed Aladdin was the one I sought. ❞ He didn’t blame for the laughter that slipped from the male’s lips, it was embarrassing to him as well to say the least... But hopefully this time he will be chosen!
He kept his composure as best he could but once again he was taken back, but this time he was more shocked than anything. ❝ My teacher was your servant?! Magi truly are amazing beings... ❞ He said, bowing ever so respectfully in his presence. ❝ He has not told me, but I guess it is to be expected as you was far above most people in the world!~ ❞
#letscursefate#( hope this is ok lol )#(hes basically praising judar lol )#( dont wanna ruin his chance at king lol )
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She supposed this was his way of making a joke even if she really didn’t understand it; that however wasn’t the concern right now as she knelt down to pick up a few of the scrolls piling them into one arm as the other hand lifted them. “The roads around here all seem to be made of dirt. I assume though, that you must’ve hit a few rocks along whatever way you’re going.”
Honestly she was a bit surprised he was letting her touch these things if they were so important. “Yet you let a complete stranger help you.” She chuckled. “Don’t worry though destroying these would serve no purpose for me so I don’t mind assisting a bit.”
Jamil watched the silver-haired woman closely with caution as he proceeded to load the scrolls held within his arms into the back of the caravan and into the boxes it fell out of. He watched then as she took what she could manage to carry Cause he wasn’t well liked and was pretty infamous, it was no wonder that he wished to take heed of a stranger.. even if he allowed her to help in the first place. Taking note of what she said he looked forward, his finger to his chin. “Ah, yes... You’re indeed right. I thought so too, that’s why I was surprise when I heard a loud noise and the box fell~”
The slaver was not someone who was that careless to let anything befall important documentation. Surely if the woman dared to gather the scrolls for whatever benefit she may have, she would surely be in trouble with his slaves. But he wasn’t all to worried about anything and just by tone of voice and her calm demeanor he could tell she wasn’t up to no good. At least for now. Maybe she really was just being a good Samaritan? “I don’t see why not, as regardless of the outcome I do have some help.. should anything arise.” He says, looking toward the two slaves at the front of the caravan. “But, again I thank you for your kindness. It’s greatly appreciated~”
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Sharrkan observed him, ready to do more if needed to get what he wanted ouf ot Jamil, but much to his surprise, he took a decision quickly it seemed. Maybe he remembered how pushy the swordsman was and decided to not fight more. He did not expect him to suddenly turn around and kiss him, but as soon as he pulled away and hiped his lips, a smile grew on the general’s face, still holding onto him. “Yes very happy~” he hums as he pulls him back close and gives him a kiss back, biting his lip before letting go with a proud grin. “Was it really that hard to show me your affection~?”
The general sure was a mystery, and a stubborn man. It seemed that no matter what he did or say, he refused to go away... was he really okay with giving him what he wanted? As an iniitial thought yes, at least he thought so as a way to hopefully get him off his back, but deep down he already figured it wouldn’t change nothing. The slaver in respond to the warmth of his lips pressing back to his own in return made his cheeks show just a slight tint of color. His eyes steadily gazing off to the side out of sheer embarrassment of hearing such outlandish things slipping from that mouth of shamelessness. "I- Don’t know why you are... Idiot, it’s not like I care about you.“ He sighed, the feeling of his teeth against his lip causing him to flinch a little. “It’s cause you was getting on my damn nerves, okay? If I didn’t you would continue to pester me ‘till I gave in... But it looks like no matter what I do you just won’t give up, will you?”
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“ stay with me tonight. ” (you knew this was coming 8D)
𝟑, 𝟒, 𝟓 ♡ 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ll still accepting
“You must be one lonely guy, have you no other options? I’m sure someone of your status gets plenty of women any. So I’ll pass.”
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“ need a hand? ”
𝟑, 𝟒, 𝟓 ♡ 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ll still accepting
“You’re so kind, miss~ I would sure love a hand... maybe two, since I seem to run out~” He chuckled, looking at the few scrolls at his feet while his arms carried way more than it should be carrying. “They seemed to slip out of the caravan as my servants hit a bump in the road, so I had them to tend to the stock in back while I grabbed the most important stuff~”
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Honestly I hated Jamil in the manga and anime, but your Jamil actually make me like him and your different verses make me feel a bit bad for him
On or off anon, come tell me ONE thing you like about mun or muse. Bonus: Tell me why you like that one thing. Everybody needs a confidence booster sometimes.
( I usually like the villains more than heroes usually so I didn't really mind Jamil from the get go but seeing the slight look into his past I could see why he is how he is. Idk whatever happened to his parents(most likely al tharmen probably killed them like judar’s idk) but seeing as how he was introduced to a member and they taught him about treating slaves and stuff it really warped him and turned him into the person he is portrayed as in the series. I think he was made to believe he could grow up into someone great so he was intrigued but they took him down the wrong path and mindset. If it wasn’t for Al tharmen being in his life since he was an impressionable child he probably would of hopefully took a better path. Who knows?
I am just sad that Ohtaka didn’t explore him more. It sucks, I just picture more and think about how it must of felt growing up like that and at the edge of death after being told he was nothing special like what his teacher said and foolishly believing he could become someone like a king. Jamil may be a heartless bastard but deep down there is more to him. He’s just warped by what he was taught growing up and how he was raised to think. That’s why I wiish to explore more with him and I am so very happy you like my portrayal! And yeah I feel bad for him too tbh! Al tharmen is terrible!!
LIKE LOOK AT THIIS CUTE ICON PIC.!)
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@callousinfamy from { x }

“Are you certain about that? If you would allow me to take a look i’m certain I could aid you in some way.” Sure she was merely passing through but Ember was stubborn and couldn’t just turn a blind eye to look the other way if someone was hurt. “I fear if its not taken care of you could be in trouble later.”
“Indeed, I am miss! I would hate for you to sully your pretty hands tending to me anyway. I have servants for that, so I’ll be fine~” He insists, his friendly demeanor masking his true thoughts; twhich is he’d rather not let a girl he barely knows touch someone of his caliber. However he could tell the lady was stubborn. Nevertheless, the slaver showed his arm just a little to show a glimpse of the wound before placing it back to his side. “I do not intend to leave myself in this state for much longer, hence why I must get back. Nonetheless, I appreciate the offer to help, you’re too kind~”
#phoenixsummon#( hope this is ok sorry for the late reply. life been busy )#( and of course its okay! )
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"Let me see the wound."
𝟑, 𝟒, 𝟓 ♡ 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ll still accepting
“There’s no need to worry about me, Miss. It’s a wound that I am more than capable of taking care of myself~” He says, hiding his slashed arm behind his back. He didn’t mean to be so careless, but the man who dared to defy him took him by surprise. But to have bore witness to such a sight and to be offered help from a mere woman made the Slaver feel pitiful, and he didn’t like that.
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𝟑, 𝟒, 𝟓 ♡ 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄
“ let’s go home. ” “ um, excuse me? ” “ you broke it. ” “ need a hand? ” “ please, help me. ” “ i missed you. ” “ i’m not sorry. ” “ tell the truth. ” “ what happened here? ” “ got a minute? ” “ life’s a bitch. ” “ you’ve done enough. ” “ i’m still learning. ” “ don’t touch me. ” “ was that you? ” “ there’s no god. ” “ you deserve better. ” “ you’re a saint. ” “ you are enough. ” “ maybe you’re right. ” “ this will pass. ” “ you complete me. ” “ you got this. ”
𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑
“ don’t be so dramatic. ” “ no guts, no glory. ” “ i’m calling for help. ” “ run away with me. ” “ it’s always been you. ” “ some things take time. ” “ you’re being awfully quiet. ” “ please don’t hurt me. ” “ snap out of it. ” “ did you miss me? ” “ how do i look? ” “ i wanna get better. ” “ whatever floats your boat. ” “ i’ll love you always. ” “ what are you waiting for? ” “ at least i tried. ” “ give me a kiss. ” “ what’s the fucking point? ” “ god, i love you. ” “ i’m doing my best. ” “ i waited for you. ” “ you woke me up. ” “ stay with me tonight. ”
𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄
“ you can’t keep doing this. ” “ i think i love you … ” “ you make me feel special. ” “ are you upset with me? ” “ you need to heal first. ” “ let me see the wound. ” “ is your brain even on? ” “ don’t give up on me. ” “ you are perfect to me. ” “ i can’t take this anymore. ” “ you are my favorite person. ” “ you had me at ‘ hello. ’ ” “ i wanted to see you. ” “ don’t give me that look. ” “ you’re a work of art. ” “ i’m not scared of you. ” “ i have … so many questions. ” “ do you think i’m stupid? ” “ just tell me what happened. ” “ i just want to help. ” “ we need to be careful. ” “ what did you just say? ” “ i miss talking to you. ”
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“Then why don’t you take over one of the countries? Once you got the power to be king you’ll have a easy time taking over those weaklings,” Going to war was more fun than just sitting on the throne. “You did? Impressive! It’s better to be feared than to be loved, right?”
“That’s exactly what I envisioned, Sir Magi! But alas, it takes time if I do not have the power necessary to rule over a country. I am happy that I made it this far, but I’m sure with your help I will be able to make that a reality~!” He beams, so pleased that he actually met a magi that agreed with his ways of doing things for once and not tearing him down for his behavior and views on the lives of those around him. His smile only widened the more he related to his ways of thinking. Nodding to the other, he chuckled. “Thank you, and you’re right; it is better to be feared, after all once you instill fear into those beneath you they eventually learn their place is beneath the strong’s feet. No one has ever even dared to defy my orders and incur my wrath since I took this very position~” He boasted, proudly.
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“Yes that’s it~ Did you think of something else I would want?” Sharrkan asked back, his grin just widening as he shivered from his biting. Suddenly it seemed the slave trader had given up on resisting him. His ears really are his soft spot huh. He chuckled. “Haha nope not giving you a choice~” He smiled proudly.
“To get on my nerves, initially.” Jamil replies, exhaling a sigh. He was very sensitive in more than one area.. much to his annoyance. But he wanted to mentally kick him self for letting out a response so easily. It just made the whole thing that much more embarrassing for him. His face a reddened mess, he placed a hand over it; amethyst irises scanning the male’s features for any signs of a joke. But he knew he was serious and if Jamil didn’t fess up and show what he wanted to see he would’ve been even pushier, just by how proudly he responded alone proved that. So, turning around in the man’s arms without warning, jamil pressed his lips softly against the swordsman’s. “There, happy?” He says, pulling away and wiping his lips thereafter with a sleeve.
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