The Dialectic of Master and S*ave

※ This work contains scenes that may be controversial, including elements of BD*M and mature themes. Please be advised before reading. I am human. A human with free will, no different from those who are neither s*aves nor beasts. Remember. Even in this state, as long as you don’t forget that fact, Yoo Jaha, you can always remain human. Twenty-year-old Yoo Jaha suddenly opens her eyes in an unfamiliar world. It was truly a world where an extremely small privileged class monopolized all wealth, knowledge, and power. Without any power or knowledge, she had become a s*ave at the very bottom of the class system. Her only goal is to safely return to her family and her original world. However, one day, she is singled out by a demon with purple eyes. “Today, I’ll use ‘this one.'” The Emperor – an absolute ruler who possesses powerful magical abilities that might appear only once in 1,000 years. A s*ave is nothing but an object. Just a tool to satisfy s*xual desires, yet ‘this one’ feels genuine shame at his words. Isn’t it laughable that a mere s*ave feels such humiliation? Although she’s inadequate in many ways, for some reason, he can’t take his eyes off her delicate fluttering eyelashes, wet with tears. For the first time in a very long while, a genuine smile spread across his lips.